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The club rolled right into the lot with way more men than Alvarez's crew had within the whole club.

"Don't move!" Someone of them yelled as they got off their bikes, guns at the ready.

Jax and Jamie walked right up to Alvarez and his Vice President.

"Wanna explain why you attacked us?"

"Jax, we didn-"

"Yes you did!" Jamie yelled, pressing her gun to the VP's head right between the eyes. "You shot Opie in the head. You shot two other Sons while on our land."

"Why were you on our land?" Chibs hollered out as he held onto a rather short and fat Mayan.

When they didn't answer, Jamie just smirked rather sadistically and spoke over her shoulder. "Six."

Chibs, Happy, Lorca, Needles, Grunt and Jury shot six men.

"Answer," Jax growled.

"Five!" she yelled when there was no answer.

"Don't do this!" Alvarez snapped, looking straight at Jamie.

"Or what?" Jamie stepped up into his face. "You'll kill me too? FOUR!" All that was left was Alvarez, his Vice President and Sergeant at Arms. "Oh..look at that. Only three left."

"So. Tell us." Jax sneered. Happy shook his head and shot the SaA, staring at Alvarez as he did so.

"You're dealin' with the blacks-"

"You're dealin' with Darby," Jamie turned her head to look at the VP as he snorted.

He had an evil look on his face and Jamie recognized him. "White girls have fine pussies, just like yours, princess."

Jamie pulled the trigger and turned her gun to Alvarez. "Ok, pendejo. Only you left."

"We'll stay out of Charming."

Jamie stepped back after taking Alvarez's gun. "Next time, we kill you and your filthy family."\

Months passed with no Mayan problems, probably because they had killed them all. Things were working towards a normalcy, to a regular schedule again. Jamie was cooking while the boys napped on the couches, floor…pool table. The pick-up with the IRA had been tough due to the weather so she was gonna try and make them feel better. Her fingers were all cut up from working on bikes and she just sliced another cut into her ringfinger. Chicken Soup had never been so difficult to make.

"You ok?" Happy sat on the counter with a long yawn.

"Yeah. Just havin' problems cutting."

"Fingers sore?"

"And swollen."

He reached out and massaged her hands slowly. "You need a break."

"Nah," she laughed, leaning against him. "Just need to be more careful."

"Whichever you choose but your hands have been bad," Happy sighed, still working her fingers.

"I know, I know. But…I won't destroy them," she winked and dished out the soup into bowls for the boys. Most were still asleep so she woke them up carefully to eat. As they ate, laughed and bantered, Jamie headed into the back for a moment. Happy followed, pulling her back to his chest. "I got somethin' for ya."

"Oh yeah?"

Jamie turned to look at him with a soft quirk of her head. He had this weird look on his face, an almost nervous look.

"Yeah…" he opened a small ring box and then bent down onto his knee. "It was my moms so…Jamie Teller. Will you marry me?"

Jamie stared for a long moment as tears swelled in her eyes and she nodded. "Hell yes!" He slid the ring onto her finger before kissing her. "Shall we tell the boys?"

"Yes!" Happy laughed.

They walked out to the still-eating Sons, Happy clearing his throat. When they looked over, Jamie just lifted her hand and smiled when they all let out a loud, happy cheer. There was hugs and kisses passed around, many 'Amazings' and 'Congrats'. It turned into a party and the boys got plastered. Eventually Jamie and Happy went home for some mindblowing sex. They lay there after, Jamie's head on his chest with her eyes looking at the ring as he played with her fingers.

"It's gorgeous, Happy," she smiled, looking at him. "I love you."

"I love you too, Jamie."

Gemma and Clay were overjoyed when Jamie told them. They had a big celebration dinner and Gemma insisted that they begin planning the wedding immediately. The two were currently getting lunch at the diner, chatting away about wedding ideas when Jax walked in with Tig.

"Hey, Ma," Jax said as he slid in beside Gemma.

"Hey, Gem," Tig bumped Jamie over, smiling when she gave him a look and slinging his arm across her shoulders. "How's the bride-to-be?"

"Tired," she laughed and shook her head.

"We've been going all day," Gemma smiled proudly.

"Well, can we steal her for the rest of the day?" Jax eyed his mother for a moment.

"As long as you have lunch with us," Gemma smiled.

"Done!" Tig slapped the table.

They got to chatting, all ignoring their phones as the hour passed. Jamie finally answered her phone.

"Lass! We really need ya's at the garage!" Chibs sounded rather irritated.

"We're comin'. Just relax."

When they rolled into the lot, there were bikes and cars everywhere. Literally everywhere there was a space, there was a bike or a car. A very angry Scotsman was walking towards them, throwing his hands in the air.

"Where the hell 'ave ya been, Jackie!"

"Lunch."

"What's goin' on?" Tig frowned as he stood beside Jamie.

"Vegas got attacked by Mayans so most of them rode here. Accident on Route 9 and a list of repos long enough to make a grown man faint."

Jax sighed and Jamie pulled her t-shirt off. She wore a tank top under it and already had her boots on, deciding she'd just get a new pair of jeans. "Alright, let's go," she said with a sigh. Jamie set to helping Tig, Phil and the prospect with a busted car. Not one person there was sitting ont heir ass, not even the Vegas guys. They were moving cars, cleaning, under the hood, doing some odd jobs. Even Chucky was useful at this point with his two fingers. Juice drove in with another repo and got a glare from most of them.

"Hey! Don't kill me, I'm just doin' my job!" He set to helping out since they were so far behind at this point. Around ten that night they finally called it quits after they had fully exhausted themselves on the cars. Some of the Vegas boys did a food run to give everyone else a break.

"I hate my life," Jamie groaned from a couch. "Everything hurts."

"Happy outta control?" Tig smirked until Happy slapped him across the back of the head. "Where the fuck did you come from!"

"Been here," Happy shrugged.

Juice laughed. "You were too busy runnin' your mouth."

"Watch it, Juice," Tig warned.

Jax began to roar. "Don't listen to him, Juice. Go get a doll."

"Remember when Kozik hid the doll in Tig's saddlebags?" Jamie started to laugh uncontrollably at the memory of Tig nearly having a damned heart attack.

"Tiggy needed a new set of boxers," Bobby added in.

"Dolls creep me out, man," Tig shook his head.

Happy took a beer and started to pretend it was a doll to torture Tig.

"It's not funny!"

The group continued to roar with laughter at that, only pissing Tig off.

"Calm down, Grease Monkey," Jamie sighed, going to get a beer.

"Beware the Killer Dolls!" Chibs smirked.

"And Zombie Bikers!" Juice sent everyone into another round of hysterical laughing. The Vegas boys walked in and just watched what was going on, obviously confused.

"What's going on?" Luke asked.

"Raggin' on Tigger," Chibs said through his laughter.

"Cheesesteaks?" Luke lifted the bags.

Happy tossed one to Jamie before the boys could swipe them all up. She began to eat, watching her boys.

"Pipsqueak! Over there." She heard Jax and she looked over to see him smirking ear to ear.

"Excuse you." She laughed.

"Short."

Jamie got up and went to wrestle Jax. He threw her over his shoulder and she grabbed Juice so Jax couldn't move. Well, that didn't work as well as Jamie thought it would because when Jax moved, she pulled Juice right off his stool and onto the floor. Jax spun around to look at Juice and Jamie was practically thrown into Bobby.

"Hi, Bobby."

"Hi, Jamie. How is it up there?"

"Hot, actually. Must be his big head."

"Don't be talkin' shit," Jax laughed.

"Or what, Andre the Giant?"

The boys were laughing as the siblings bickered lightly, welcoming the entertainment after the day they had all just had.

"Shut up, Mighty Midget."

She smirked and grabbed the top of his boxers, pulling up hard. "Ow!" Jax nearly dropped her and she fell into a fit of laughter. He set her down now and she watched him try to fix himself.

"That hurt my balls."

"Woops?" She laughed, watching Tig starting to move towards her from the corner of her eye. When he went to grab her she ducked, running for Juice since he was the closest. "Hey no!" He moved and she went for Happy next. He stood there until Tig stood in front of him, then moved to the side so Tig could grab Jmaie. She sighed and shook her head. "Why me?" Tig held onto her before setting her back down.

"I'm gonna head home," she nodded with a laugh.

"Oh come on. Just stay."

She sighed, looking at Tig. "Fine."