Hello as you can see I'm making my way through all of my WIP's at the moment, and this one is definitely on the list! I'm sorry I let it go for so long, but good(?) news, I lost my job so I have much more time to focus on my fanfics I guess?

Anyways, here's chapter 42!

When Tilly woke up it was to someone shaking her shoulder gently, and as her eyes fluttered open she saw Maureen standing there. "Hey," she said softly and rubbed her face.

"They're just pullin' up now," Maureen told her. "May as well get this family reunion over with,"

"Sounds good," Tilly said as she sat up and shoved her feet into her boots. She zipped them up and then followed Maureen downstairs where a girl who looked to be a little younger than Tilly was waiting.

"My daughter, Trinity," Maureen said and Tilly nodded to her.

"How's it going?"

"It'll be better when I know what the hell's going on here," Trinity said bluntly and Tilly smiled.

"Yeah, I think a lot of us feel that way," Tilly agreed before she followed the two around the corner. They walked through an alleyway and immediately Tilly groaned seeing Gemma there.

"Who's that woman?" she heard Trinity ask and Maureen slowed her step.

"Gemma Teller," she said softly, then she looked at Tilly who had hesitated as well. "You didn't tell me she'd be coming,"

"She wasn't supposed to be," Tilly admitted.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Clay said when he caught sight of Tilly, and she gave a slight smile to them both as she, Maureen and Trinity approached, Gemma, Clay and Jax walking over to them as well.

"That's Jax?" Trinity asked and Tilly couldn't help but roll her eyes. It was like every girl in high school, fawning over the Charming Prince every single day.

"Aye," Maureen said softly. "Has to be."

"It is," Tilly said as they closed the distance.

"Well, Welcome," Maureen said to Gemma while Clay stared at his daughter.

"This is why you didn't wait for us to leave?" he asked and she shrugged.

"Yeah, it is," she said and he stared at her for a long moment.

"Maureen," he turned his attention to the woman and shook her hand, then Jax and Maureen greeted each other.

"Gemma," Maureen said and then looked over at her daughter. "Oh, this is Trinity, my daughter." The two shook hands, everyone exchanging tense statements and comments to each other before Maureen finally sent Trinity away.

"Matilda," Clay said sternly and Tilly set her jaw before looking up at him again. "Your old man is back there with the boys, go say hello,"

"Forget that, I want to know where my grandson is," Gemma said and Tilly looked at Jax who put his hand on her shoulder.

"Come on upstairs, we'll have a cup of tea." Maureen offered and Gemma looked annoyed at the comment.

"I don't want any goddamn tea." she said and Maureen gave her a slightly pained, but exasperated look.

"This is my home, Gemma. Wee bit of respect would go a long way." she said pointedly, and Gemma looked at Clay who gave her a slight nod, as if to say it wasn't too much to ask for, which, Tilly had to admit, it wasn't. Maureen was helping them, respect had definitely been earned at this point.

"You have coffee?" after a moment of internal battle Gemma finally asked. It was funny to Tilly, seeing Gemma internally trying to justify her hostility, her demands and her frustration at not being the only queen b like she was back home. This wasn't her turf, she was on someone else's, and she wasn't the only old lady of a president here.

"Aye." Maureen said and they headed back to the apartment where Tilly had slept for the better part of the early afternoon.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Clay asked Tilly when they got into the apartment.

"I'm here to help find my nephew," she said and he gave her an exasperated look of his own.

"Matilda, you're supposed to be at home, looking after everything in Charming,"

"Huh, maybe I'd have known that if you'd have said something to me about it at literally any point over the past couple days," she commented as they climbed the stairs.

"How'd you even get out here?" Jax asked as he walked up the stairs behind her.

"A friend of mine," she replied.

"What friend?" Gemma asked and Tilly licked her lips before answering blithely.

"My friend Bridgette," she heard two sets of feet stop on the stairs for a moment, but she just kept walking, up into the living room of Maureen's home.

When they got inside Tilly went to the kitchen and helped Maureen pull down cups for everyone. "Tea or coffee?" she asked Tilly.

"Tea," she said as Maureen put the electric kettle on.

"Can you give us a sec?" Clay asked as he stepped into the kitchen with Tilly and Maureen. Maureen glanced at Tilly who nodded so she stepped out of the kitchen, leaving Tilly with her frustrated looking father. "What's been going on with you?" he asked softly. "I feel like you've been getting more and more," he hesitated, looking for the right word. "Distant-" he finally landed on. "And then you show up here, and you say it's to help with Abel, but then- Tilly, what do you want from me?"

"I want to help find my nephew," she said softly, glancing out the door to the living room. "But I want to find out about myself too,"

"What could you possibly think you have to find out about yourself here?" he asked and she looked at him.

"All the stuff you kept hidden from me," she told him and he sighed as he looked at her and then out towards the living room again. Jax was looking at a picture on the wall and quietly talking to Gemma who glanced over her shoulder towards the kitchen.

"Can we talk about what you think you know later? I'd kind of like to find out what we can about Abel while we're here,"

"That's the whole idea," Tilly agreed and he looked at her, looking for the first time in a long time since Tilly had seen him, tired.

"Honey," he put his hand on her arm and looked down at her. "Don't make up your mind before you and I have had a chance to talk, no matter what you hear, okay?"

"I'll make up my mind when I have all of the truth," Tilly told him. "Only then."

"You may not like all of it," he told her and she turned to look at him fully.

"I don't think I like the lies any more either," she told him sternly before looking at the kettle. "Maureen, this thing is boiling," she called and Maureen walked into the kitchen to turn off the kettle.

After getting all of the drinks situated, and everyone who was smoking lighting a cigarette, Maureen started in on her story. "Cammy brought the baby to me. He knew he was in deep shit with the club and the Army. Set a meeting with my brother." she explained.

"Wanted a pass from the priest," Clay commented and Tilly looked over at him, before making a mental note of that, if there was anyone here who could help her find out what she wanted to know, she was sure this Priest was someone she should talk to.

"Aye. He didn't get one." Maureen said. "After that, Kellan took Abel to keep him safe."

"Then let's go talk to Kellan." Jax said.

"No. He knows where you are. He'll find you." Maureen explained gently.

"So we just wait?" Gemma demanded.

"Aye. Questions will be answered soon enough." Maureen said and then looked over at Jax with sympathy. "Look, I'm sorry this has happened to you. I can't imagine the pain you must be feeling."

Things were tense and awkward after that discussion, Tilly sipped the tea she'd been given before taking a slow drag of her cigarette. "How you feeling?" she asked looking at Gemma who gave her an exasperated look.

"Oh we'll get into all that later," she said pointedly and Tilly took a sip of her tea again.

"The boys back over in that alleyway?" she asked Maureen who nodded.

"Aye, it's not much more than a flop house, but it's got four walls and a roof," she told Tilly who nodded.

"That's all those boys need," she confirmed before she drained the tea and grabbed her pack of cigarettes.

She stepped out of the house, and walked back to the alleyway and when she saw Chibs there, chatting with some of the Belfast boys she smiled and walked over before giving his arm a slight push. "Oh- What the fuck are you doing here- are you mad?" he asked as he wrapped his arm around her tightly and pulled her into his side. "Absolutely mental this one, Tilly Girl, you and your mum, you're cut from the same cloth,"

"Oh shut up," she smiled and he kissed her temple.

"What's been going on with you then, why are you here? How did you get here?" he asked and Tilly looked up at him.

"You know I have a passport right Chibby?" she asked and he sighed.

"Oh how legal of you, very smart, coming in on a passport," he said as he squeezed her side.

"Where's my old man?" she asked and he nodded his head back into the doorway he was standing outside of.

"Oh he's back there, that's why you come though innit it?" he asked as he grinned down at her. "Make sure none of them lovely Irish lasses get any ideas about him eh?"

"Oh yeah," she said sarcastically. "That's absolutely what's happening here," she smiled at Chibs before she pulled away from his side and walked in.

"Think he's in room 5 love!" Chibs called down the hall to her and she smiled as she walked through a living room where some of her boys and some of the Belfast boys were, but she headed straight for a hallway. After finding room five she knocked on the door and then opened it to let herself in.

Happy's backpack was on top of the dresser and his boots were by the door. He was in and she smiled at the sight before slipping off her own boots. She heard water running in the bathroom, and she unpacked his clothes before setting the backpack in the closet.

When the door opened between the room and the bathroom, he paused when he saw her and then walked over and cupped her face. "I heard some shit went down on the ride over here," she commented and he gave her a slight smile.

"Nothing I couldn't handle," he said, making Tilly roll her eyes with a grin.

"Show off," she whispered and he leaned in to kiss her, making her chuckle against his lips.

Happy had a way of grounding her, making her feel like despite all of the craziness that was going on around them, there was nothing else in the world that mattered aside from the moments that they had together, it was something she desperately loved, and looked forward to about their time together, even when it felt like the world and her life was going to shit around them, he was always there for her, to help her pick up the pieces.

He deepened the kiss, moving closer to her, and she backed up a little, bumping into the small dresser in the room and he leaned down, grabbing her thighs before he lifted her up and set her on top of the dresser. Tilly moaned as she felt him press up against her, pulling her legs around his hips as he ground his hips into her. When the kiss broke it was only for him to pull his shirt over his head and then toss it to the ground. When he did she ran her hands over his chest, loving the feeling of his body under her hands.

There wouldn't be much longer for this, she knew that, when they boys went to prison, well, they weren't the type to stay good inside, or at least good enough to have weekend visits from family members. Sure they may get parole, but she was looking at at least a year of no sex from her husband, so she'd take whatever time with him she could now.

Her own shirt was pulled over her head before Happy's lips crashed over hers again, dominating her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "Mm," she moaned softly and he growled softly as he bit at her bottom lip.

She unbuttoned and unzipped her own jeans but arched her hips when he moved his hands to her ass, and he obeyed, pulling her pants and underwear down in one fluid motion before he started kissing her neck and shoulder. "Fuck," she whispered softly and felt him grin against her skin lightly.

"That's the idea," he said before scraping his teeth over her collarbone. She laughed as he moved to push his own pants and boxers down, and she ran her nails against the back of his head. He bit at her shoulder when she ran her nails over his skin and she smiled as he knelt down between her legs and lifted one over his shoulder.

His tongue ran up her slit slowly, like he was savoring what he was doing to her, which he was. He savored it every time he ate her out, how sweet she was, the sounds she made, the way she dragged her nails across his skin while his fingers and his tongue coaxed her to orgasm. He remembered the first time he'd done this, back in her apartment in Oregon, and he ran his teeth over her clit, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her. Fuck he loved those sounds.

Tilly's nails scraped against his skin, her hips arched against his mouth and she moaned, biting her lip as his tongue moved over her clit. "Oh god-" she moaned and he curled his fingers inside her, hitting that one spot that made her gasp as he pressed his fingers against it firmly and rubbed. "Oh Fuck!" she cried out, sweat beading up on her forehead and the back of her neck, he started to slow down, and she shook her head almost frantically. "No no, no, Happy don't stop," she begged and he let out a soft chuckle against her before he pulled back and looked up at her.

"No baby? You don't want me to stop?" he asked almost teasingly.

"Oh god you're such an asshole," she whispered and he grinned.

"You want to cum on my fingers and my face?" he asked. "Not on this big cock?" she whined at the question, and he rubbed his curled fingers against her g-spot making her whine again.

"Happy-" she gasped and he stood up, leaning over her as he asked lowly.

"Where do you want to cum?"

"Fuck-"

"That's not an option," he replied. "Tell me, where do you want to cum?"

"Cock," she finally managed to gasp, entirely distracted by his fingers rubbing at her g-spot while he stared down at her, his large figure between her legs, her spread out looking like the desperate mess she felt like. "I want to cum on your cock,"

"That's my girl," he whispered.

His pants and boxers had been discarded already, so he moved his fingers from her wet pussy and grabbed her behind her knees, pulling her to the very edge of the dresser he had her sat on. Her ass was practically hanging over the edge of the dresser, but he wrapped his arms under her knees, supporting her, keeping her from falling as she reached down and wrapped her hand around his hard cock. She met his eye when he pressed his forehead against hers and then guided him to her entrance.

His cock pushing into her was one of Tilly's favorite feelings, and by the way he groaned when he entered her every time, she knew it was one of his too. She gasped softly as he slowly pushed into her, and when they were both ready, he started to move his hips back, and then thrust back into her. Each thrust was punctuated by the sound of the dresser hitting the wall, but neither of them cared, in that moment there was only the two of them, and the sounds of gasping, moans, flesh slapping against flesh and the dresser hitting the wall, it meant nothing to either of them, all they cared about was being with each other in the limited time they had left.

The breathless gasps got more frantic, Happy's hips snapped into her with more purpose and she gasped in pleasure as she started getting close. "Oh fuck baby- not gonna last," Happy whispered frantically and she nodded.

"Me either," she admitted, feeling the way her body was building up to something- building up to the release they were both searching for. She moved one hand down between their bodies and started to rub her clit while he watched.

"You're so fucking hot baby," he whispered before his hands tightened on the soft flesh of her hips as he pulled her against him a little harder. She bit her lip, letting out a soft whine as he leaned in closer to her. "Don't stop touching yourself- you feel that baby? You feel my cock? You're gonna be cumming all over it any second now, but only if you don't stop touching yourself," he told her and he gasped before she nodded.

"Okay-"

"Good girl," he whispered. "That's my good girl. Go ahead baby, go ahead and cum," he encouraged her.

Tilly's head fell back as she arched as best she could against him, while he leaned in and bit at her neck, sucking harshly on her neck and chest, pulling a cry of pleasure out of her while she came around his cock. He thrust a few more times, then let out a low groan as he started to cum as well, his forehead pressed to her shoulder as he gripped her hips tightly.

While they both caught their breath Tilly smiled softly before Happy's arms tightened and he lifted her up onto the top of the dresser again. She held onto the edge of the dresser as he moved his arms from under her legs and then wrapped his arms around her middle. "That's my girl," he whispered against her neck and she smiled. "How did it go with your parents?"

"Well, they know I know Bridgette," she said and he nodded against her neck.

"Did they freak?"

"It was in front of Maureen," she smiled as he kissed her neck. "They didn't have a chance to freak without looking like assholes," He chuckled against her neck and then pulled away and cupped her face with both hands as he leaned in to kiss her. She smiled as she kissed him back, his soft lips moving against hers was just what she needed and she couldn't help but lean into him, trying not to think about the thought that had been haunting her, soon he would be taken away from her, and for over a year.

Happy pulled away slightly and looked at her before he sighed and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. "We should get out there," he finally said and she looked away.

"What if we just stayed here?" she asked softly and he gave her a small smile before he kissed her and then gave her chin a small nudge.

"Get dressed Baby," he told her before he helped her off of the dresser.

When the two were dressed again, they stepped out of the bedroom and then walked to the front where Chibs looked over at them and then winked at Tilly. "Done laying claim to your old man?" he asked and she rolled her eyes with a grin.

"Not nearly," she said as she wrapped her arms around Chibs' middle. "But I figured I'd give the old man a break," she mock whispered making Chibs let out a loud laugh.

Get over here," Happy grabbed the back of her jeans and pulled her back to him with a smirk. She giggled as he pulled her back against his chest and wrapped his arm around her. "Don't go starting something you can't finish little girl," he muttered against her hair and she grinned before looking over her shoulder at him.

"Who says I won't finish it?" she teased before she saw a couple of guys walking over.

"Filip," the tallest man, McCready she guessed, said to Chibs. "You ready brother?"

"Aye," he nodded and then looked over at Tilly who watched them. "Don't worry love, you get your man for a little longer. Officers only." he explained and glanced at Happy who nodded.

When they left Juice walked over and Tilly wiggled out of Happy's arm to go give him a hug, one he happily returned with a tight squeeze. She sighed as she leaned into the tight squeeze and then looked at him curiously. "Got any updates for me?" she asked softly and he sighed before shaking his head.

"All we know is Jimmy and the Priest have something to do with this and they've both been yanking us around. We don't know why no one will give us a straight answer either,"

"Great," she whispered and then looked over when Happy lit a cigarette and then held it out to her. She accepted it and took a slow drag before she leaned against the building with Juice. "So how was the flight?"

"Freezing," he said and she scoffed. "Seriously, if I ever feel my nuts again it'll be a miracle,"

"Oh I'm sure some Irish Sweetbutt will be happy to help you out with that," she shrugged and he smiled as he looked over at her.

"You think so?"

"Oh sure, just slip into that annoying Brooklyn accent a little thicker than usual and you'll be up to your ears in the pussy,"

"That is the idea," he said, nudging her with his shoulder, making her laugh softly before she looked at Happy who was shaking his head with a smile.

"Oh what?" Tilly asked. "Like you weren't just-" He cut off her comment by putting his hand over her mouth making her and Juice both laugh.

"Like we didn't hear it," Juice pointed out. "You wonder why the place cleared out as fast as it did?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I didn't wonder," she said and he shook his head.

"Of course you didn't," he commented and she grinned as Happy wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"Come on," he said, pulling Tilly away from Juice who watched the two walk away with a grin. They walked about halfway up the building and then he leaned back against the building, pulling her with him. "We gotta talk about what happens when we get home," he told her and she nodded.

"Okay," she said softly.

"All of us will be going to prison," he said softly and she sighed.

"I know," she replied. "I'll be around, I'll help where I can," she explained.

"I've got some money set aside, for if this happens," he told her as he ran his fingers up and down her arm lightly, even through her shirt and sweater she could feel the gentle touch of her husband. "For my mom," he explained and she nodded. "I mean, up North, I was able to get her some of the medicine she needs, so she should be okay for awhile- but not fourteen months,"

"Right," she whispered softly and then looked up at him. "I'm going to reach out to Bachman," she told him and he looked down at her. "He offered me a spot working with him,"

"I think that's a good idea," he said and she smiled at him. "You did good getting rid of that nurse girl, you'll do good working with Bachman."

"And I've got that money Bridgette and her husband put aside for me, I'll be able to pay off my school loans," she said thoughtfully. "I think we'll be okay,"

"Don't worry about paying the loans off completely if you need to make the money stretch," he said. "I won't be earning. I mean, I can get the guys on the outside to take care of you but-"

"Happy," she moved to step in front of him and he looked down at her. "I'll be okay," she promised as she rested a hand on his waist.

He smiled down at her and then nodded before he leaned in to kiss her, his lips barely brushing hers before a Mercedes drove into the alleyway followed by a large black van. He pulled back and looked at them both before he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to where Juice had been standing, he had run into the clubhouse, and Happy pushed her into the doorway for the flop house.

"Stay there," he ordered, pulling the gun from the inside of his pants, and holding it behind his back. Tilly watched from over his shoulder as the officers of both clubs came pouring out of the clubhouse.

The door to the van was opened and Tilly felt herself relax when she recognized the older woman who stepped out first. Fiona, who she hadn't seen since Chibs was blown up looked around as she stepped out of the van and then helped a young girl out of the van as well, she looked maybe sixteen or so and she realized that must be Chibs' daughter, Kerrianne.

Chibs ran over to the two and greeted Fiona first, then his daughter and Tilly smiled as she put her hand on Happy's arm as the three hugged. He looked over his shoulder at her, almost like he had forgotten she was there and then lifted his arm to wrap around her, pulling her tight into his side while Chibs was reunited with his family for the first time in years.

"We're going to be okay, right?" Tilly asked Happy softly and he looked down at her before he nodded slightly.

"'Course baby," he whispered before kissing the top of her head. She glanced past him and saw her Dad, her brother and her mom watching the reunion as well, and in that moment she felt a flash of jealousy for Chibs having this happy reunion, when she didn't even know if her family actually loved her or not.