Kate woke up to the feeling of Happy tracing invisible lines across her lower back. "I know you aren't writing 'I heart you' on my back, so whatcha doin?"

He looked up at her for a second and went back to his work, "That's where I'm putting it."

"Putting what?"

"I'm adding to your ink collection."

"As long as it doesn't read 'Property of Happy' I trust you," she laughed.

Hap didn't say a word.

"Oh god, that's exactly what you're going to do. Isn't it?"

He grinned at her. "Get dressed."

Less than an hour later, Happy and Kate pulled up to the SOA Tacoma Charter Clubhouse. As they made their way inside Hap wrapped a possessive arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Several members greeted Happy and eyed Kate appreciatively. Hap had her sit at the bar as he grabbed a couple of beers, tossing her one. "Be right back." He walked over to an older biker and they hugged. Kate watched as they walked out of the room through a side door, closing it behind them.

Loki and the ZZ Top look alike were playing pool. One of the others who'd been watching TV made his way over to Kate.

"So Mama, havin' fun with the killer?" he leered, running a hand down her arm.

Kate was immediately on guard and pulled away. "Hands off, asshole."

Before he could say anything else, a pool stick came down between the two of them.

Loki looked at him, "Knock it off Ronny. She's off limits."

"She's not Hap's old lady."

"Soon enough."

Ronny put his arms up defensively and backed up, "Alright, alright. Don't get your panties in a twist."

When he'd walked away, Loki came to lean against the bar next to Kate. He pointed to ZZ Top, who was taking his shot at the pool table, "That's Bob. The two watching TV over there are Ant and Tank." They lifted their beers in greeting. "You already met Ronny. Look, you need anything, you let us know." With that he went back to his game.

Hap came out a few minutes later and motioned for Kate to follow him. He took her down a hallway with doors running along both sides. He stopped at a door towards the end. Opening it, Hap led Kate in, closing the door behind them. He motioned toward the bed, "Sit." It took Kate only a second to realize this was his room. There were clothes and bike parts thrown all over the floor, and few pinups on the wall, all blonde like her.

"Have a thing for blondes do you?" Happy grunted, searching the room for something. He came back a minute later with a sketchpad and pencil. As he flipped through the pages it was obvious the pad was filled with various tattoos. Finally coming to a blank page, Hap started sketching something out. Kate watched him work in silence. After a few minutes, Hap showed her what he had.

She grinned up at him, "Well, the happy face definitely screams 'Property of', just without the words."

"You don't want it, I can take you home right now."

"No I didn't say that. Looks good… but, what exactly does this mean?"

He gave her an intense look, "You're ass is mine."

Kate climbed into his lap, "So no one else touches me." She kissed him, "No one else tastes me," Kate bit his lower lip, "And no one else fucks me. I got that right?" Hap nodded, pulling her in for another kiss.

Kate sat back, "And does that go both ways?"

Leaning back on his hands, Hap put a little distance between them before he answered, "When I'm here, it's just you. But on the road…" He let his answer hang thick in the air.

Kate looked down and sighed. Hap raised her chin with a finger and started kissing her neck, "One-nighters, nothing long term, nothing serious."

"Protection?"

"Always."

She shook her head in understanding. "I don't like it, not at all, but… I'll figure out how to deal."

Kate was hesitant but spoke up, "Look Hap, there are some things in my history that you should know…" He waited for her to continue.

"My father was a racist prick. A friend of mine got hurt and I got threatened because of it. At eighteen I ran, changed my last name…," Kate blurted out.

Hap put his hand up to silence her, "They know where you are?"

She shook her head no.

"Don't matter then. Not who you are." He kissed her again.

"K"

The next evening during Church, Kate waited in Happy's room. She was slowly running her fingers along the lines of the tattoo outline, contemplating everything that had happened in the last 48 hours.

Happy came back in after the meeting, and started pulling all his tattoo supplies out of a drawer.

"We doin' this in here or out there?"

"Here," and with that he pulled her shirt over her head and then unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down slowly. He pushed her down on to the bed, "Lay flat on your stomach." Hap set everything up and then got started. He didn't talk while he worked, concentrating on what he was doing. But every time he stopped to check it out, he ran a gloved hand up her side or smacked her ass.

When he was done with his work, he covered it with saran wrap and taped it off. He then grabbed one of his own shirts and tossed it to her, "Wear that, won't rub."

Happy was putting his tools away as she got redressed. He turned around and looked her over.

"You look good in that, come 'ere."

Kate shimmied out of her panties and started walking backwards instead of coming to him, a coy smile on her face. When her ass hit the dresser, she hopped up and spread her legs wide, making sure the T-shirt covered almost everything. She waggled a finger at Happy to join her. He had his belt buckle undone before he even got to her.

Later that night, Happy was drinking beers and playing pool when one of the other old ladies headed over to Kate, who was sitting at the bar watching him. Hap continued to play but kept an eye on what was happening.

"You must be Hap's new girl," the older woman pushed her own dark blonde hair out of her face as her dark eyes scanned Kate from head to toe.

Kate could sense the hostility but smiled anyway. "Yeah, I am... I'm Kate. You are?"

She ignored Kate's question, "So you done looking for trouble in this town, now that you've found it? From what I hear, dead bodies follow you."

Kate got off the bar stool and stepped into the other woman's personal space, "Well like you said, I'm Happy's Old Lady I think a few bodies in the ground come with the gig."

She gave Kate a small smile, "Guess it does… We're having a family dinner tomorrow night. You should come, bring Killer with you." With that she walked away.

Kate heard a bark of laughter from farther down the bar; Loki and an older biker, the one that Hap had talked to privately the day before, were a few seats down and laughing at the exchange.

The old man walked up to Kate and she got a good look at his cut. She saw the PRESIDENT patch on the front, clearly.

He patted her on the shoulder, "You think my old lady's bad… Wait 'til you meet the SAMCRO Queen Bee, Gemma." He paused for a moment before continuing, "All joking aside, she's right. You gonna be a problem for me or this charter? Anything I should know about?"

Kate looked at him nervously, "Maybe something we should talk about... Hap says it doesn't matter but I don't know, better safe than sorry… I guess."

He nodded, "Come find me in the next few days, we'll talk it out." With that he walked away.

Hap came over to her, "What was that about?"

"I can't tell but I think maybe I just got their approval."

"Don't matter either way," Happy gave her a wicked grin then tossed her over his shoulder, carrying her back to his dorm room.