Ok I'm sorry that you had to wait so long for this chapter but here it is. To understand this story you have to read teskodanceparty's Sons of Anarchy story. Ronnie belongs to teskodanceparty and both of them are amazing.

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I woke up early the next morning and hit the road hoping not to run into any trouble.

I shoved a mixed cd into the player and was immediately serenaded by Bon Jovi's Have A Nice Day and I grinned at the irony.

After about 4 hours I tried phoning Ronnie and... got no freakin answer. Damn! She always answers her phone for me it's like an unspoken rule between us, unless we were either dead or in trouble we answered the phone. Shit, shit, shit, shit... if she's not already dead I'm going to kill her!

I pulled my car into a violent u-turn and raced back towards the border.

Happy's P.O.V

I had just answered the phone to Ronnie when Juice stormed into the bar looking furious and I held up my hand to shut him up for a minute, surprisingly it worked... for a second anyway.

"What happened, where is she, what the fuck man?" he said, trying to push past Tig who was acting like a human barricade. Tig wrapped his arm around Juice's neck and spun on his heel, spilling him on the floor.

"Veronica says to calm the fuck down Juice; she's not up on any charges" I repeated to him smiling down at him a little.

"ATF is just trying to shake her up Juice; she's a smart girl she knows what to do" Tig said and helped him up.

"Alright… yeah alright. I'll let her know, bye" and with that I shut my phone, when I looked at Juice he looked enraged and if I didn't know any better he looked as though he was considering trying to get into with me, fucking good luck with that.

"Veronica needs Morgan to get her car; she couldn't get a hold of her so she called me" I shrugged and started walking out to the parking lot. Juice put a hand up, grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to a corner.

"What-" he started before he caught on to the fact that I was glaring at him. I didn't say anything for a long time, just clapped a hand over his on my shoulder and pushing his off.

"I've gotta call Morgan" I said and waited for him to nod before I walked away.

I dialled her number and started to get worried after a couple of rings until she finally picked up seeming out of breath.

"H-hello Ronnie?"

"No Morgan it's me, why didn't you pick up before?"

"There was a slight incident which involved all of my attention but don't worry its sorted now"

"Damn Morgan what happened now?"

"I think Mayans are looking out for anyone fitting mine and Ronnie's description because I stopped for gas about half an hour ago and had to do some Mission Impossible style shit to get out of there while trying to loose them"

"These bastards are posting look outs, it's the only way keep finding you two-"

"Hey! Get off my car or I'll pull your fucking voice box out asshole!" she growled and I knew that she was both scared and angry.

"Morgan? Hey, what's going on?"

She sighed "Nothing don't worry so much it'll give you wrinkles, anyway you called me remember"

"Ronnie phoned she needs you to meet her so she can get to her car, some bullshit ATF agent took her in to try and get stuff on the club" while I was talking I heard the rumble of an engine and a screech of tires.

"Shit Hap, ATF is involved?... I might be able to help on that front but it's not guaranteed"

"That's my girl, just make sure you get to Ronnie as fast as you can Morgan and then both of you need to get straight here" I noticed the slip I made with the 'my girl' comment but tried to brush it off.

"I know Hap, see you soon" she grumbled.

Morgan's P.O.V

It was about two hours later when I got to where Ronnie was being held, I spotted her and got out the car just in time to hear her mutter something.

"How fucking long am I going to wait for her to drive here from-" she was muttering as I got into hearing range.

"Ass-fuck nowhere, sweetheart you've been waiting your whole life for me" I finished from a few feet away and she grinned. I immediately hugged her and pushed her back.

"God you stink like seaweed Ronnie" I informed her and she poked me in the chest.

"Listen Teller, I've been in there for a day and a half, of course I stink. What took you so long?"

"I was almost to the border looking for you before you called Happy, and by the time he called me I was dodging rush hour traffic" I told her leaving out the part about the Mayans, and shoved her into my car and got directions as to where she left hers and when we came to the beach I couldn't help but smile while she laughed.

"Yeah, how was this Happy phone call?" she wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively, dodging my hands as I tried to hit her, the truth was I was in deep with Happy and I didn't have a fuckin clue as to what to do about it.

"Oh shut up Veronica, where are we going?" I asked trying to change the subject and she let me, she got in her car and followed me to my motel room. Ronnie went straight for the shower and I called Happy to let him know what was going on.

"I got her, she's ok" was the first thing I said to him.

"What happened?"

I sighed knowing that he wasn't going to like the answer, "The ATF bitch told her about Donna to try and get her to rat on the club, Ron said something about Otto and this bitch getting into it...there's something off about this Hap and it's not just my profiling that's telling me that either"

"Well I got some people here who want to speak to ya" he stated and I heard him passing the phone, oh shit, please don't be Jax or Mom, please don't be Jax or Mom!

"Little Fire, you there sweetheart?" came the voice of the Scotsman I loved like a father.

Damn just hearing his voice made my throat tighten and my eyes sting with unshed tears, "Hey Pops what's up?" I smiled when I heard his laughter down the phone.

"Waitin for you to finally get yer ass back home baby girl and wondering why some little fuck laid a hand on you" Oops, I could tell he was pissed because of the way his voice lowered into an almost growl at the end.

"Oh so Happy told you guys then... well, It's-"

"Fuckin lucky that he's already dead is what it is"

"I didn't want to bother anyone and ya'll had your own shit to deal with... plus it wasn't your problem it was mine"

"Sweetheart you should know by now that if someone hurts a member of our family then it becomes our problem, now you just hurry up an get back here ok?"

"Yeah, sure Pops I'll be back soon. Promise" I could hear someone else muttering something.

"Morgan girl, you know you can't stay away forever right?" Clay asked and I laughed.

"Yeah don't worry Ronnie knows that as well, we always said we'd be back some day"

"Yeah well some time tomorrow would be nice, we need to sort this shit out we can protect you and Ronnie here... plus it would keep me from going fuckin insane"

"Yeah ok for your sanity if nothing else, you better have a cake and everything" he laughed and handed the phone back to Happy.

"I don't know if I should hug you or hit you the next time I see you" I mused and he chuckled.

"You gotta get here first, so the quicker you get here the quicker you get to deceide. See you tomorrow"

"Yeah alright bye," I smiled and slammed the phone down just as Ronnie emerged from the bathroom, maybe she wouldn't clock on to who I was talking to if I just acted cool and calm about it.

She rolled onto her stomach and finger brushed her long red hair while I fidgeted.

"What does Happy say?" she finally asked; breaking the silence and making me choke on my own spit.

"Who says it was Happy?" I asked, smirking at her the way only the Teller family could.

"Oh maybe because I've known you my entire life so you can't really lie to me, what'd they say?" she prodded my shoulder and I sighed.

"Clay thinks we should head home, let them take care of us. I just don't know…" I trailed off. She knew what I meant though.

"You don't know how you're going to go back to it after all this time, everything we've been through together and on our own? I know" She supplied and I nodded, she waited for me to continue.

"Not just that, what about Jax?"

"What about him?" she asked, arching an eyebrow and I scoffed at her "Oh come on that was what twenty years ago, he loves you Morgan you're his sister" she said and leaned into me, I shoved her back.

"Yeah but we've always been-"

"Standoff-ish" she yawned.

"Towards each other, I don't know if I could go back to that...besides he likes you better, you're the baby"

"Well that's not something to go by sweetie," she said and drew me into a hug, for some reason Ronnie's hugs were what I imagined my Mom's hugs to feel like "Everyone loves me, or they hate me. There's never really a middle ground is there?" Ronnie sighed and rolled away from me again.

"Ain't that the truth" I whispered and turned off the lamp.

Again I'm sorry about the wait. Tell me what you think and if I can make it better. This chapter was written listening to Bon Jovi- Have A Nice Day.