Author's Note: This backstore is going to end up being three pages long I think. Sorry about that but it was necessary (and so was the smut so ha!).

Five Years Ago, Tacoma, WA

Dolly's was a little hole in the wall, 50's style diner. It was popular with the locals because of the good food and, because of the bar next door, it was open until three a.m. every morning. Being a night person herself, Kate loved the night shifts, especially Saturdays. They were usually busy with the bar hoppers at the beginning and end of her shift and her tips were more than adequate. Tonight however it was raining, and not the usual, nearly constant drizzle, but a torrential downpour. There were two customers in the whole place and it was an hour before closing. Kate was sitting at the counter contemplating talking Rosie, the other waitress, into covering the rest of the shift by herself. There really wasn't much need for both of them to be there.

The bell above the door, dinged. Looking up, Kate watched as three men walked in and sat at a booth. The first one through the door, and the biggest of the three, was maybe in his 50's, had long, reddish-blonde hair and a grizzly beard, reminding her of ZZ Top. She wouldn't be shocked if he even road a Harley. Another was in his 20's, a red headed baby face. When the third one walked in, Kate couldn't tell his age but definitely didn't miss the bald head or the tattoos that seemed to cover all of him. They were all wearing sweatshirts and jeans.

Walking up with their menus, Kate smiled. "Here you go boys. Is there anything I can get you to drink?"

Baldy looked at her, giving her a once over. "Coffee, black." Then just stared at her. His voice sounded like he gargled with gravel. ZZ Top had completely ignored her and Baby face was looking at her like she a piece of meat.

"K, I'll be back with those coffees and to get your order in just a sec." She turned around to leave but Baldy put his arm out blocking the way.

"No need, just coffee." She looked at him, nodding, and walked around his still outstretched arm. He was hot in that asshole caveman kinda way but still an asshole.

Kate walked back behind the counter grabbing the coffee. Rosie walked up a few seconds later to refill one of her customers drinks. "Rosie, you know I love you, right?"

"What do you want?"

"It is so slow, would you mind covering all the tables? I'm exhausted and I have to be here tomorrow by 10am and do a double… You can have all the booth's tip plus I'm good if you want to go home early tomorrow night. Please."

"Fine, but you are going to run this old lady ragged."

"Oh, please. You're only forty. Be glad you're not Debbie's age and still working here" Kate walked over to her only table, coffee in tow. When she got to them their conversation came to a halt and they just stared at her.

"Here you go boys, if you need anything else Rosie will be able to take care of it for you. Is there anything I can do for you before I go?" Silence. "Alright, you have a good night."

She walked into the back of the diner to say goodnight to Mike, the cook, and then went into the restroom to change. Kate tossed on her usual jeans, tee, and boots and grabbed her coat and things. As she came out of the bathroom, she noticed that while the original two customers had left, two more had walked in. These two guys had neo-Nazi tats on their arms and appeared to be shadier than the three that were sitting in the booth, and that was saying something. They were twitchy, bleary eyed, and one looked like he needed a fix. Looking these guys over, Kate was freaked but hesitant to leave Rosie by herself. Before Kate could decide what to do, the taller of the two fucks had pulled two .38s, pointing them at the three in the booth. "Everyone stay calm and no one gets hurt."

The other pulled out a .357 and rushed into the kitchen. He came out a moment later with Mike, pushing him into an empty table near the three in the booth. He then motioned for Rosie and Kate to come sit. "Everyone stay where you are and don't move."

"You have no idea, what you've just done," ZZ Top said calmly.

"Check these guys out. Make sure they aren't carrying."

"What.. Like.. frisk them? I don't know man. I'm in a bad way but those are some mean looking fuckers."

"Fine, I'll do it." The taller one shook his head, " You Baldy, get your ass over here."

ZZ Top spoke low, "Happy keep your cool. Remember the civies and why we're here. You can right this wrong later."

The one he called Happy stood, staring hard at the neo-Nazi. The only indication that Happy heard his companion was a slight nod of his head. Happy was then frisked and his guns and knives removed and placed in a pile. "Jesus this guy's got more weapons than SWAT."

"Oh man, that's bad. These dudes might be heavy hitters. We're fucked. We're so fucked." The little one was now pacing back and forth waiving his gun between the tables.

"Calm down, Numbnuts. Grab one of those Glocs and keep an eye on things. We don't want someone trying to play hero. Neo-Nazi number one, searched the other two men and then started on Mike, the cook. The three in the booth were trying to keep their cool but were obviously angry and seeing red. When they were done searching the men, they turned to the two women. "Hey Blondie, your turn. Get that sweet ass over here." Kate stood up, glaring. "Grab your bag too." She grabbed it and started to head over to him.

Mike stood up, "You fucker, you touch either one of them and I'll…" Both the neo-Nazis got in his face but the taller one spoke. "You'll what? " Before Mike could respond they heard something hit the floor.

Kate made a split second decision while Mike was busy with their captors. With her back to them, she caught the bald guy, Happy's attention. He watched, puzzled, as she quickly unzipped her bag and tossed it, the contents sprawling across the floor. That's when he caught sight of the gun, which she then pushed under her bag so the Nazi pricks couldn't see it. She talked quickly as she cleaned up the mess. "I am sorry. Please. I didn't mean to drop everything." "Stupid Bitch." After grabbing up the contents of her purse, Kate picked her bag up with the gun still underneath. When she looked back up at Happy, he gave her a small nod. She slipped it to him as she walked by, using her jacket as cover. She knew she was taking a chance on him but figured he would be more adept at handling the weapon than she was and she was already screwed. Kate just hoped these assholes weren't working for her father, or there'd be even more of this to come.

Before the bastard touched her, he slid his guns in his waistband. He was taking much longer on her, and feeling her more intimately, then he had with the men and seemed to be getting off on it. Kate spent the time thinking of all the ways she wanted him to die.

A noise came from the backroom, both men swiveled around. The bastard that held Kate looked at his accomplice, "Go check it out, probably just rats or something and I'm kinda busy." Keeping the others in his line of sight he continued to feel Kate up.

With one out of the room and the other distracted, Happy brought the gun up, under the table, just enough to get a clean shot off, right in the guy's thigh. The Nazi dropped to the floor hard and yelled for help. Happy stood and started heading for the kitchen while ZZ grabbed the first one's guns. The gun fire and screaming brought the other asshole from the back. He was not prepared to find a pissed off Happy with gun in hand and tried to turn and run. Taking two shots, Happy winged the second Nazi-prick in the shoulder.

Happy grabbed the guy's guns and dragged him by his injured arm, back to where the first asshole lie. "They're not going anywhere." ZZ looked over at the Babyface, "Loki, go find Hap some duct tape." Loki looked at Mike questioningly, Mike just got up and showed him the way. They were back quickly with the tape, which Happy then used to restrain and quiet the second would-be robber. They were all so busy they didn't notice as the big mouth, Nazi freak struggled through the pain to reach into his shoe.

Two shots rang out across the room and then a thud as the body hit the floor. Rosie screamed and stared at Kate. They all turned to look at her. Kate just took a deep breath and dropped the 9mm to the floor. Happy slowly turned around, only to see the first asshole with a gun in his hand and his guts on the floor. "Oh shit." The other was cowering and crying behind all the duct tape.

Once Happy was satisfied with the restrains, he and Loki dragged him into the kitchen's meat locker. Loki left the freezer, leaving Happy alone with the Nazi-prick. Happy looked down at him, grinned, and just started wailing. Hitting him full strength in the head and chest and finally popping another shot off into his gut. ZZ walked in, "That's enough, Hap." Happy checked his vitals, "Won't be long," he grinned. Happy then stormed out of the diner, dialing a number on his cell.

ZZ came back out and glanced at the two women, "You both ok?" They nodded. "Good, don't worry about any of this. I'll talk to Dolly and we'll get this place cleaned up. Take care of everything." Kate heard the undertone, what wasn't said, Don't involve the police. Not that Kate wanted anything to do with the cops anyway. "You have someone who can take you home?" he asked.

"I live just a few buildings down. I can walk," Rosie told him in a daze. ZZ nodded, "I'll have Loki walk with you in case these two weren't alone." She nodded.

"And you? You got a ride?" Kate looked at him and sighed. "My car's out front. I don't think I can drive." ZZ nodded at her, a thoughtful look on his face.

Happy walked back in but stayed near the door looking outside. ZZ excused himself for a minute to speak with him. It was far enough away that neither woman could here. "Our contact was outside but left when he saw what was going down, wants to set up another meeting. Boys are on their way to help deal with this."

"Good," ZZ replied, "I know you aren't going to like this but I need you to take the blonde back to her place." He held up his hand to silence Hap, "Gives you a few minutes to calm down ... Make sure she won't talk, shouldn't be too hard she looks like she's thinking clearly... Also get rid of those guns. We have everything handled here." Happy nodded and they both walked over to the women.

Happy looked over the woman next to him. She wasn't crying or hysterical, just staring out the window. She had been quiet since they started driving back to her place, not trying to force a conversation like most of the women he knew. When they pulled into her apartment complex, she just sat there for a minute.

"Thank you," she said quietly. Happy just looked at her. "For what you did back there. Thank you."

Happy grunted. "You took care of part of that problem… Don't worry this won't fall back on you."

She nodded. "What about my gun? You getting rid of it?" He didn't answer her. "If you are, do you… do you know where I can get another one?"

He stared at her for a moment, "I'll take care of it."

"Which question were you answering?"

"Both."

She got out of the car and he followed her. "You really don't have to walk me to my door."

"Yeah, I do."

They walked to her apartment in silence. When she went to open the door, he turned her around, putting his arms out to block her in. He got in her personal space almost pressing against her, "You didn't see anything, you didn't hear anything. You did nothing and you tell no one. Got that."

"Yeah, got it… Anyway, good night… and thank you… for driving me home." They stared at each other for a few moments in awkward silence, neither moving, until Kate wrapped her arms around Happy's neck and pressed her lips to his, hard. He immediately took over, demanding entrance into her mouth. She gave in and let him dominate the kiss. After a few moments, she pulled away before she took things further or allowed him to. "I've… uh… got to go. I'll see you around." With that, she turned back around and went inside. Happy was a little confused as he headed back for the truck. He was expecting her to crack when he got in her face; instead, she'd kissed him and hadn't tried to bed him. Not how most women reacted when he threatened them.