"Don't take revenge. Let Karma do all the work."

~ Lisa Morfitt

Olivia stood in the bathroom staring at herself in the mirror, the fitted royal blue maternity dress she had bought for the party clung to her ever-growing abdomen. She turned sideways and stared at her profile, she couldn't remember her belly filling out the dress so well when she had purchased it a few days prior.

"You look beautiful, Liv." Happy appeared in the mirror beside her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck. A familiar need filled her being as Happy's warm lips met her skin.

Liv was glad he was still talking to him after she told him she didn't want to know the sex of the baby at their last ultrasound and that wanted to have a reveal party. Happy had reluctantly conceded to having a party at their house, only after she promised him it would be just their closest friends and family. So, basically, it had turned out to be just members of SAMCRO, Reed and Lyla. Liv knew it wasn't really a typical SAMCRO party, this party would be rated G in comparison to the parties the SOA guys threw.

Olivia looked at Happy in the mirror before turning around in his arms. "Thank you for doing this for me Hap." Liv said warmly before placing her mouth on his. A soft moan escaped her lips as they parted.

"You're lucky I love you, woman. I don't understand why we need to have a party to tell everyone what we are having." Happy said.

Hap's gruff voice made Liv ache for him. Her sex drive was out of control since she started her second trimester; she wanted nothing more to just spend her days in bed with Happy. She rubbed her body against his, trying to relieve the tension building up inside of her; she just needed a bit of friction.

"Not that I am complaining, but damn girl, are you seriously looking for more?" Happy smirked down at her. They had spent most of the early morning in bed; had he known what pregnancy did to Liv's libido, he would have knocked her up sooner.

A coy smile crossed Olivia's lips. "I wouldn't say no." She rubbed herself against him some more, searching for a bit of friction.

Happy snorted. "Must I remind you that we have a party starting in about a half hour. So, unless you want your dad and our friend to walk in on us…"

The thought of Tig walking in on them again shut Liv's lust down immediately. "No, thank you." She stepped back from Happy and adjusted her dress. "I will let you make up for that comment tonight." She pecked him on the cheek before leaving the bathroom.

Liv was glad she and Lyla had decorated the house the previous day, because she was no way in the mood to do it at that point. Thanks to the Croweaters, all she had to do was pull food out of the fridge and set it out. The girls had really come to her rescue when it came to getting things ready for the party. Long before Happy had agreed on having a party Liv had decided the party theme was going to be Wheels or Heels. She was pleased to see it was all falling into place; the house was decorated in blue motorcycles and sparkly pink heels. And the one large black balloon with the gender of their baby within it.

"If I popped this thing now, we could just let people look at the floor and see what we are having." Happy toyed with the balloon.

Liv raised an eyebrow at him. She knew he was just as excited as her to find out what they were having even if he said he wasn't. "Touch that balloon one more time Happy Lowman and I will kick you out of this party so quickly you won't know what happened. Then you'll be last to know if LL is a boy or a girl." LL had become the baby's nick name because they were both so sick of calling the baby - it or baby. So, they started calling the baby Little Lowman quickly turned into…LL. "Now if you could help me get the food out of the fridge and help me set it out. I would appreciate it."

Happy chuckled as he made his way to fridge. They both knew her threat was empty. He knew Liv wanted nothing more than to share the moment they find out what they were having with Happy. He only wished that they were doing it privately. He would hate to know what brothers would say if he was having a daughter. He would get so much shit. Fuck, if he had a daughter she would be the most sheltered and protected child in Charming. Happy wouldn't let that girl out of his sight, however, his luck he would end up with a daughter like himself and then he would be screwed. She would be the most stubborn and strong headed in Charming, if not all of California with both of her parents.

"Hello? Earth to Happy." Liv was staring at him with her hand on her hip. "Did you even hear what I said?" His confused look must have given him away because Liv continued. "I asked you if you would please put the food on the table over there and not just on the counter." She motioned to the table that was covered two table cloths; one half was baby blue, and the other half was bubble gum pink.

"Yeah, I just wanted to get it all out first." Happy fibbed. He hadn't been listening he was too caught up in his own thoughts and fears about having a daughter. It scared the shit out him.

"Mmmhmm." Olivia shook her head, knowing Happy was lying to her. She was putting the finishing touches on some white chocolate covered strawberries. Liv had been craving them for weeks and it was utter torture for her not to eat every single one of the strawberries.

"Those look really good babe." Happy kissed the top of her head as he walked passed with the food.

"Thanks." Liv admired her work. She had put little pink and blue white chocolate bows on all of them. It had taken most of the afternoon to get them just the way she had wanted.

Everything about this party needed to be perfect. Liv knew that her family could care less about even having a party; it was something she needed. It was the bit of normalcy she needed. In fact, the therapist she had been seeing encouraged it. She wanted her to start looking forward instead of back. Liv had spilled everything that had happened to her, to the therapist, minus things that she knew would have implications on the club. Those things she just omitted or lied about, and her therapist seemed none the wiser for it. The one thing that her therapist wanted her to do was to make good with Juice because she felt that it was still laying heavily on Liv's soul. Olivia knew that Happy would be against it and she didn't need that stressor in her life. For now, she would live with the guilt she carried over Juice. Liv knew that one day she would meet with Juice and lay it all out, but it wouldn't happen anytime in their near future.

By the time Olivia and Happy finished up setting up the table the first of their guests arrived, Lyla and the kids. The rest of the club and guests filed in quickly after. It wasn't long before the party was going in full force. It did Liv's heart and nerves good to be surrounded by the people she loved the most.

Olivia leaned up against the granite counter top and watched Happy talking with Jax and Chibs. They began to laugh about something and it made Liv smile to see Happy looking so carefree; it had been ages since she had seen him look completely relaxed. Actually, Liv couldn't remember the last time she had seen him look like that, was it before the shooting? Or even before that? He always had some sort of edge to him, more recently. She sighed deeply thinking about it.

"Penny for your thoughts baby girl?" Tig slid up next to her. His icy blue eyes searched hers.

Liv shook her head, "I was just thinking about how it is good to see Happy so calm. He's been so edgy since everything happened. Which I get, he has had to deal with so much. I also know there are days that I am not the easiest person to be around." Liv was referring to her newly obtained obsession with locked doors and windows. Thankfully, her therapist was helping her with that. "I don't think either of us will feel safe until Lynch is found." She said the last sentence quietly, she didn't want Reed to know about the bounty hunter until after everything was said and done.

A grim look crossed Tig's face when she mentioned the name of the man who had nearly taken her from his life. "Sweetheart, we have one of the best bounty hunters we know on this. He will find that bastard and we will set things right again." He growled. "Until then, know that you are completely safe and protected by us."

Another sigh escaped Liv's lips. "I just wish it would happen sooner rather than later." She leaned into her dad.

Tig turned and embraced his daughter, "I know baby. I..." He stopped as he was about to say something else and looked down at Liv with a surprised expression. "Did the baby just kick me?" He asked as he put his hand on Liv's belly.

It hadn't occurred to Liv that the baby had kicked her that hard, but then there was another strong kick. Tig grinned from ear to ear. "Yup, that would be your grandchild, reminding you that it is in there."

"Shit, Olivia Grace this is the most amazing moment." Tig seemed to be choked up, his eyes glistened with moisture. It made Liv beam happily at her dad. "I don't even remember feeling Fawn and Dawn and I never got a chance to feel you kick."

"Well you better remember your grandchild, especially since this kid is stingy with the kicks when people are trying to feel them." Liv giggled, then she leaned closer to her dad and whispered, "don't tell Happy. He has only felt LL kick once, it would sully his good mood."

Tig closed his lips tightly and brought his fingers up to his lips and acted like he was locking them. Liv laughed again. It felt good to have some sort of normalcy in her life.

The party was in full swing when Liv made her way over to Happy, who was chatting with Quinn. She placed her hand under his kutt and rubbed his back to get his attention. He looked down at Liv with a quiet excitement in his eyes. She could see he knew what time it was.

"Hi." Olivia smiled at him and stood on her toes to kiss his cheek. "Hey Quinn, can I borrow my man from you for a few minutes?"

"Of course, Pipsqueak." Quinn smirked at Happy as if there was some sort of inside joke between them. Liv gave them both a questioning look; Happy gave away nothing and Quinn just raised one of his eye brows and shrugged.

Happy wrapped his arm around Liv's waist as they made their way outside onto the patio. She could hear Lyla yelling for everyone to make their way outside for the big reveal. Liv had butterflies dancing wildly in her stomach. She had been waiting twenty-two weeks to find out what the sex of their baby was that it was hard to contain herself. As anxious as Olivia was to find out what the sex of LL was, she was just content to know the baby was healthy and that the major blood loss and surgery she endured had not outwardly done anything to the baby.

When their guest finally settled out on the patio, Lyla brought Happy and Liv the black balloon and some pins. Liv was ready to do pop the balloon but Happy's voice stopped her.

"Olivia and I just want to thank all of you for coming out today and sharing in this moment with us. You may not all be blood, but you are our family and we wouldn't want to share this with any one else." Happy finished to a few whoops from some of the guys. He looked over at Liv and said quietly, "You ready for this beautiful?"

Liv nodded vigorously. The group started to count, which of course Liv knew Lyla had started. "1..2..3.." POP! And Happy and Olivia were covered with baby blue confetti. Ecstatic joy was all she felt as she leaped into Happy's arms. Nothing could top that moment in her life, knowing that she was giving Happy the son, that she knew he wanted.

They were having a baby boy!

A healthy, baby boy!

Charlie Lynch

He had gotten away with murder and it felt good. There was something exhilarating about taking a life. He had enjoyed the look on the stupid bitch's face and the sound of despair the came from her, when she saw her friend crumpled on the floor. It was such a feeling of power. He relished the feeling of the cool, metal gun in his hand as he pointed it at the girlfriend stealing bitch and pulled the trigger. Too bad she hadn't died too; he was sure when he left that he had killed her.

The only reason he knew the bitch counselor was still alive was because of the Lodi news. He had been following the murder on the internet. A small part of him worried that he would get caught right after the shooting. But as time passed there was still nothing. He really had got away with murder and made it all the sweeter knowing that he had taken someone away from the person who stole from him.

He had been staying a remote cabin in the mountains of Northern California. It had been his dad's hunting cabin, it was nice and isolated. His dad had been one of those dooms-day sort of men, so the place was stocked with at least a year's worth of canned goods. However, if things continued to stay quiet in the news, he had planned on making his way into the closest small town to the cabin and start making his way back into society again. And maybe, just maybe, one day he would get his property back, shit it would just be easier to find some new piece of ass to train to how he wanted her to be. Reed had been far too willful for him, she gave him too much lip.

The gun was heavy in his hand, he relished the feeling it gave him. It nearly made him hard thinking about how good his actions made him feel. The power it gave him. He smiled as he twirled the gun around in finger, like a gunfighter did in the westerns he loved so much. He heard a loud pop and pain shot through him. Fuck, the gun had betrayed him. Stupid asshole that he was, he had forgotten to lock the safety, believing his gun would never betray him. He looked at the source of pain and saw blood was sputtering out of his shoulder in the rhythm of his heart beat.

Shit, this was not good.

"Quiver should be here any moment." Jax said to Liv as she paced but came to a sudden stop when she heard the bounty hunter's name. "Hap will be here soon as well."

"Quiver?! What sort of name is that?" She snorted. Seriously, what sort of name was that? Was it short for something? Liv wondered.

Tig sat down at the Red Wood table, "I heard it's from how he makes women feel after he fucks them." Liv glared over at him. "Shit, sorry baby girl."

They had got word from the bounty hunter named Quiver…(seriously) that he had news for them regarding Charlie Lynch. He was making the trip from Northern California to Charming to give them that news. Liv was hoping it was news that would loosen Happy's reigns on her security and finally give her the reassurance she needed to feel safe again. Liv wondered if she would ever really feel safe again. Sure, she should have felt unsafe when she had been kidnapped but she never did. There was something about some coming into to her home that made her feel wary.

"Did I miss anything?" Happy whipped the door open as she made is way over to Liv.

"No. Did you know the bounty hunter's name is Quiver?" Liv leaned into him.

Happy glanced down at her and nodded. "Yeah. Why is it such a big deal? I heard he got his name from the way he makes…" Happy started

Liv threw her hands up over her ears and stepped away from him. "Stop just stop…I don't need to hear how he make women feel again."

Happy's laughter met Liv's covered ears. She pulled her hands away and glared at her fiancé, who was obviously having a good laugh over what she had just said. "What?!"

"I was going to say that he gets it from how he makes people feel when he finds them. But now I want to hear this story you heard." Happy pulled Olivia into him and kissed her forehead.

"Actually, my mother named me Quiver, because she and my dad were avid archers. She wanted a quiver full of kids but just got me." A man from the door way said.

Liv studied his figure, he was not at all what she pictured. She imagined him to be built like Quinn with the hard look for Happy, but he wasn't. Quiver only slightly taller than Liv and had a thin build. He even had a very friendly feeling demeanor about him, maybe that was what made him a good bounty hunter.

"Now that we have that all figured out, I hear you have news for us." Happy was very matter-of-fact. Mr. Let's get straight-to-the-point.

Churning in Liv's stomach made her scan the room for the closest garbage bin. She didn't know if she wanted to hear the news that Quiver brought them. She would have hated to hear that he had hit a dead end with things. It hadn't occurred to her until that point that, that could have been the whole reason why he had showed up to speak with them verse giving them news over the phone.

"Alright. Well, I found your Charles Lynch." Relief rushed over Liv's very benign and she felt herself relax against Happy. Quiver threw an envelope on the table. "Seems the man met karma."

"What does that mean?" Tig barked as he pushed the envelope to Happy, who had released Liv and made his way over to the table.

Quiver said nothing but just nodded to the envelope. Liv moved closer to Happy to get a look at the photos that he now held in his hands. Before she looked at them she looked up at Happy, who had a satisfied look on his face. He handed the photos to Liv. There he was, Wendy's murderer and her attempted murderer laying bloated and dead in a bed.

"The guy had been dead for at least a week from the smell of things. Fucker shot himself. The guy was outside followed by a trail of blood leading into the house." Quiver stated, it was so straightforward it took Liv by surprise.

"Karma is a bitch and she got her revenge." Liv said as liberation washed over her for a second time in her life.

Now, she only had one thing left to do before she could move on with her life for good and that was going to be harder to do than finding the murderous, girlfriend beating bastard. Olivia had to see Juice and there was no way Happy was going to let that happen.

Author's Note: Thank you all for reading. Hope you enjoyed...karma. :) Thanks Ang for that idea verse Happy and Jax extracting their revenge on Charlie. What do you all think of Mayans MC? I love EZ already!