Author's notes: Sorry about the delay in getting this posted. The season finale was nothing like I expected and threw me for a total loop. I had to spend some serious time just wrapping my head around it. I've watched it at least twice a day every day since. Also if this is a little disjointed, I'm sorry. I'm still attempting to stick to the show as much as possible so a lot of this chapter is made up of scenes that were happening between or concurrently during the season finally. Now that I have no more episodes to compete with, that won't continue.
To Brittni2009, thank you for keeping me motivated by reminding me that people were waiting on me to get this done. And to Detzer, you bastard you did not comment on my last chap and hurt my feelings. For that no sex scenes this chapter. So there.
Kate was cleaning a few small cuts Hap had and wiping away a lot of blood that was someone else's.
"Is it done?" Kate asked hesitantly.
Hap shook his head in the negative, "Cops showed. Hauled him away... Clay wants us to visit the cigar shop after they clear out, thinks there might be something we can use there."
"I thought you didn't want me in on things like that?"
"Don't. Clay's decision. He thinks you might catch something we'd miss," Hap said angrily.
Kate nodded. She looked at Happy's cuts again before stepping back, changing the subject, "There I'm done. You need a shower to get the rest of the blood off you. And don't even think you're getting any until after you're cleaned up."
Hap grinned at her for a moment before wrapping one of his callused hands in Kate's hair and kissing her passionately, playing with her tongue. When they came apart, Kate reached up feeling the bloody mess he left where his fist had been. She glared at him, "You ass, you knew I wasn't getting in that shower with you." Happy just smirked before getting up and pulling her into the bathroom with him.
Her phone read 2:00AM when Hap parked the truck a few blocks away from their destination in downtown. As Kate stepped out of the truck, she pulled the hood of Hap's sweatshirt over her head, obscuring her face. Hap did the same, just in case there were any cameras located on the street or in the shop.
She and Hap made their way quickly by foot to the back of the Impeccable Smokes shop. When they reached the door, Happy took less than a minute to cut the electricity while Kate picked the lock.
Using flashlights Hap scanned the premise making sure they were completely alone, while Kate searched the back of the shop looking for anything that might help SAMCRO. After a few minutes of searching, Hap found something. On one of the bookcases, behind a set of boxes, Hap had located a small safe. Kate took notice at the amount of noise he was making and motioned for him to let her try the keycode. Her gloved hand, entered a familiar set of numbers into the keypad and tried the handle, but the door just beeped. On her second attempt, when she turned the lever, the safe beeped again but the door swung open bringing it's contents into view. Hap's head was cocked to the side as he looked from the safe to her.
"My mother's birthday. How predictable," she whispered in reply to his unasked question.
In the safe Kate found several passports, money, and documents. Mixed in with one stack of documents was a life insurance policy. Kate snagged it and one of Polly's passports. As she was putting the other items back where she'd found them, she noticed a business card for Lakeport Charters with hand scribbled notes in the margins. Kate nudged Hap's shoulder lightly, showing him what she'd found.
Happy looked it over and nodded. Kate grabbed a pen and some paper writing everything down, before placing the card back in the safe in the exact spot she found it. She looked at Hap as she thumbed one of the stacks of bills but he just shook his head no and motioned for her to wrap it up. They left everything else untouched and headed back to speak to Clay.
It was almost ten in the morning when the phone rang. Kate grabbed her phone and launched it at the wall, cracking it in half; but the ringing didn't stop. She sighed heavily and nudged Hap. He didn't budge so she did it again harder. Happy's hand shot out and grabbed her arm before she could elbow him a third time and his other hand grabbed the phone.
"Yeah…"
Happy sat up, the phone call ending almost as quickly as it began. He grabbed Kate's chin and pulled her in for a hard kiss before standing up and pulling on his clothes, "Goin' into town. Don't leave here unless it's with me. Got it?"
"K, whatever you say Hap… This somethin' new?" Kate asked as she stood up, tossing on one of his shirts and her jeans.
Hap kissed her again, before answering, "Mayans are on Main Street."
Kate stared after him with wide eyes as he pulled his cut on and headed for the door. She heard him calling out to some of the Nomads as he exited the building. Kate tried hard to squelch her concern before she finished getting dressed. Once she got her head cleared, she headed out to find some coffee.
Gemma and Tara were in the kitchen, looking over supplies when she walked in. Kate sighed to herself but smiled at the women anyway, before heading over to make a new pot of coffee.
Tara looked over at Gemma, "I'm going to check the toiletries before we head out, see if we need any tissue, shampoo, or anything." Gemma nodded.
Once Tara was out of earshot, Gemma spoke, "It's a little hard to like you... You lookin' like her and all."
Kate stopped and turned to her, eyes questioning.
"You're a few inches taller, face's thinner, hair's longer, rack's larger. But all and all the family resemblance is pretty striking… "
"I figured out yesterday that Clay told you," Kate said crossing her arms over her chest.
"You don't catch me as the kind of girl to just walk away like you did, you seem a bit too mouthy… so I'm guessin'… I'm not the only one to learn a few secrets."
Kate nodded, "I know enough…." She had a hard time continuing, "What they did… to you…" Kate shook her head and swallowed hard, before looking Gemma in the eye, "For that… I'd put the bullet in their brains myself, if need be."
"Don't worry, Honey. That little luxury goes to my family." Gemma patted Kate on the head before walking away to find Tara.
Kate was knocking some balls around the pool table when Happy and most of SAMCRO walked through the front doors. Hap motioned for her to join him, letting her slip under his arm as they moved to the bar. Kate leaned into his side as he drank with the others; occasionally snagging one of Hap's shots to calm her nerves. Clay and the others were silent as they drank.
It wasn't long after that Jax, Opie, and Chibs returned. All the Sons looked a them expectantly as they entered. Jax walked straight to Clay nodding, an intense and heavy look on his face, "It's done."
Pulling Kate with him, Happy turned to face Jax. There was a hint of admiration in his voice as he spoke, "I am so proud of you."
"Me too," Clay said with obvious approval as he hugged Jax to him.
Kate tipped her head up getting Happy's attention, and whispered in his ear, "Weston?" A mere nod of his head was Hap's only response. Kate looked over at Jax, catching his eye for a moment, a small smile on her face as she nodded.
"Where we at?" Jax asked no one in particular.
"Puerto Rican's watching Zobelle," Bobby answered from behind them.
Jax looked around, looking for someone, "Where's my mom?"
Piney put him at ease, "Her... and Tara are getting supplies... Zack's with them."
They were all quite for a moment. Clay and Jay exchanged glances for a moment, before Clay spoke, emotion in his voice, "You're a good Son."
Tank spoke from the end of the bar, lifting his shot glass, "To the Sons." They all followed suit, clicking their glasses together and downing their drinks. Hap kissing Kate before letting her go and heading to Church with the rest of the men.
Once they were all situated and the doors were closed, Clay spoke, "We know Zobelle's booked a flight out of Sacramento. Tig's already made a call and a truck is waiting for us at Unser Shipping."
Looking over at Piney he continued, "Old man, I need you and Hap to fill the back of that truck with every Son we've got."
Hap leaned forward, "How we doin' this?"
"Oh don't worry my brother… you will definitely be able to get those hands bloody…" Clay outlined his plans for the assault on the Mayans and Zobelle.
They emerged a little while later, all of them looking ready for a fight as they headed out for the bikes.
Nearly two hours later, Kate heard the sound of motorcycles outside. Piney was the first through the door, immediately noticing Kate waiting impatiently. Piney motioned her over, patting her on the shoulder, "Don't worry your pretty little head. He's outside... just fine." He held the door open as she passed.
Once outside she heard the hollering and laughter. Tank was talking to one of the Nomads right outside the door, "Man did you see the look of surprise on their faces when the door rolled up? I thought one guy might have pissed himself."
Hap was already walking over to her when she spotted him, a devilish grin on his face. He brought his hands to her face, kissing her roughly before he spoke, "It's a done deal. They've got him cornered… alone."
"And I'm guess from the smell of gunpowder and how giddy all the men are, you boys got to shoot up a few Mayans while you were at it?"
Happy smirked at her, kissing her again enthusiastically letting her know what he wanted. Not giving her a chance to get away, Hap swung her up into his arms without breaking the kiss, and made his way back inside to their room.
Clay's phone rang as they stood outside the shop, waiting for the kids to finish up and get on their bus.
Knowing it was Jax he answered quickly, "Everything alright?"
Clay's mouth dropped as he listened to what Jax was saying. He turned around facing Tig and Juice once the call was finished.
"We gotta go," Clay told them in a daze before moving to his bike. Tig looked at him from behind his sunglasses, confused, "What? What are you talking about? Zobelle's unprotected."
"The Irish took my grandson…" Tig and Juice looked at each other in disbelief before heading for their own Harleys. Clay took off, knowing the others would catch up.
They sat under the overpass, bikes idling while they waited for Jax and the others. Clay took his phone out, dialing a familiar number, knowing the caller would hear him over the engines.
"Irish took Abel... Have the others meet us at the wharf but I need something from you… Our friend from the Cigar shop is still breathing. I need it handled before he makes that flight... Make it quick and dirty." Clay hung up before the person on the other end could respond, knowing it would be handled.
Additional author's notes: As most of you already know, I'm an extortionist with no morals or scruples. So, please, please, please review and maybe I'll have the next chapter posted tomorrow. (It's already written, BTW).
RIP HALF SAC.