Shortest chapter to date, a day late because deal with it, I've been busy. I promise a super-chapter for tomorrow, tough. It's going to be much better. All SOA things belong to Kurt, blah, blah.
Getting Kikka and her children in Portugal had been fairly easy, once Everett had convinced the woman to travel alone. It had been part of Joker's contingencies, the plan revised yearly and kept hidden in that gray, number protected safe. As if Joker had known in advance that Everett would enroll her entire family to put a plan in motion, he had left his own instructions.
Happy was to travel with Kikka as husband and wife. There was a fake passport for Kikka under the Lowman name. At least and unlike Everett, Philippe had figured out how to smuggle the three kids out of Belgium. Three passports under the Lowman name, with a Lowman listed as a mother. Everett had enrolled Maddie to take the youngest of the three children, who was only two years old, because Everett certainly could not feel motherly under pressure. And Everett was going to travel with the older kids, aged eight and six. She didn't know what Maddie had planned to do but herself was planning a road trip from hell.
At least, Kikka had spoken to her kids longly, telling them that whenever they reached a checkpoint, they had to talk to Everett like they spoke to her, as if she was their mother. People had to think that they were a family, and they could not raise suspicions. She would already be in Portugal waiting for them. And Everett and Happy were the only Sons that would ever go against their brothers to keep their little family safe. The kids had agreed to anything, as long as their mom was at the other end of the road.
There was going to be a bunch of mileage put on Sailor's SUV, but Everett and Maddie's mom was going to cover for them at the club, Maddie had been hired a while ago by Emma to work at the pawn shop. Sailor had invented a dead relative of the Lowmans in California, to explain all three being missing from Marseilles, but her still being there. She was going to cover three of Maddie's shifts at the pawn shop.
The best thing about Sailor's SUV was definitely the movie screens with headphones at the back of the front seats. They were seldom ever used anymore, Florence considered herself way too cool and popular to be seen with her mother anymore, and the second youngest of the family, King, was off to college, now. Philippe's two oldest kids were thrilled with such "advanced" technology, they had never seen that before. That kept them quiet for most of the road crossing France, they only asked for snacks and bathroom breaks, and they smiled pretty, calling her mommy whenever they crossed checkpoint, or when a cop stopped by to check on them when Everett ended up with a flat tire, near Bordeaux. She was stopping for the night in Arcachon, anyways.
Then the second day, she crossed the Spanish border, and headed to the Northernmost border between Spain and Portugal, and she waited for Happy's text message. The plan was to cross to border as close in time as possible, before the computer system caught on that Portugal was basically invaded by German looking and sounding Lowmans. That was pretty much a piece of cake, and it wasn't too long that both families were reunited at Alexandrine Lefort's house, she was a few yeas older than Everett, "Joker's teenage-hood mistake" she joked as she served everyone dinner in her beautiful villa by the ocean, she was married to someone well off, and taking care of Kikka and her three half-siblings wouldn't be a problem. Her father had been sending her money for a long time, to make up for not raising her and never being there.
Kikka seemed really glad to be back in a country with no Sons. There was a beautiful guest house in the yard for her kids, herself had some money left by Philippe as well, and the house and car and bike in Dudelange had been willed to Happy, for him to liquidate and send the money in Portugal.
Kikka held Everett and Happy for a long while, before letting them go back to France. She was so grateful for them always being there to protect their family and its secrets. It would have never crossed their minds to use that as blackmail against Joker, or as information for the club. As they left, Happy promised the money from the house, he would send it as soon as he had it. Kikka could establish herself there. And Alexandrine would take care of them.
The drive back between her and her dad in Sailor's SUV was all but quiet. Happy was livid at the stupid bylaws that made it impossible to care for his best friend's widow himself. Because that was how Happy felt. Joker had taken bullets for Happy's daughter, well, Happy would have taken care of his family as well. Not just leave them with a stranger in a strange land, even if said stranger was a Lefort by name. But no. One asshole in Munich had decided that Kikka was club property, now she had to spend the rest of her life hidden, because there was nothing else Happy and Everett could do for her without going against the club.
At least the club was now slowly catching up to the fully modernized Charming charter, with Everett as a prospect. Charming still had no female members or prospects, but that was due to the lack of desires from women around Charming to join a motorcycle club composed entirely of men. Everett had grown around them for almost twenty years, none of their antics or behaviors could be enough to scare her away. She wanted it now more than ever, to avenge Randy, and Philippe. She would find the asshole that had taken their lives, not just the executioners, but the ones that had given the order, and she would torture them, she would go medieval on their asses like one would not believe.