AN: so… I know I'm putting her through a lot and all but I do promise that this story is about to get better for T, well…. After this chapter anyways. Please don't kill me, and well enjoy the chapter : )

-LK-

He couldn't help but notice the sun rise. It was amazing to watch the sky change colors. Being awake early had always been his life. He was grateful to be back in his own home, sitting on his porch during his favorite part of the morning. The coffee Annie had brought him had turned cold as he sat there. He knew what the day would hold for him. He had a meeting with his lawyer, a conversation to hold with Andrew and spending time with his daughter. He didn't need to be up, she had taken to running the farm quite well according to Greg and of course the numbers. It made him sad, knowing what he was about to do but it would be the best for her in the end. She had already been delt too many hard hands in life. For once, she deserved to have something be about her. It was his last wish and even if he hadn't got to spend much time with her in the last couple of years, he knew that she would respect his last wishes. The slight knock on his door pulled him from his thoughts and back to the present. He had just finished writing the last letter he was sure he would ever write.

"Come in" he called from where he still sat. It wasn't a surprise that Greg was the one to enter.

"She will be up soon. Maybe we should get this started?" Greg asked. There was no hesitation in his voice. No judgement upon his face.

A nod was the only reply that he had. Once the door was closed he sealed the letter in the envelope, wrote her name on the front and added it to the pile for his lawyer. No matter what happened, he would enjoy today. He was home, his affairs were being handled in a way that would benefit them all, Annie would most likely make his favorite dinner and if he was lucky by the morning he would be reunited with his wife.

-LK-

Andrew paced across the floor in his room again. Greg had approached him quite early stating that Mr. West was home and would like a word with him. Even though Greg had assured him that everything was fine and that Mr. West just had a couple questions, Andrew couldn't help but feel as if something big was about to happen. Well besides the obvious of course. He had heard rumors that Mr. West would come home to…. Well to die, but he wasn't sure if he believed them. He wouldn't lie, he was worried about how T would react to it. Greg had said that her momma had died here, when she was younger. The story went that she handled her moms death badly and her father wasn't sure that living there was helping so he sent her to Washington to live with Jonny. A million rumors had flew around town about why she hadn't been back when she reappeared that summer with Ana, none of them at all believeable to Andrew, especially after he had seen her. His pacing came to a hault when he heard the knock on his door. As he walked to the door, he couldn't help but feel like the future of his life was on the line.

He had done a lot of fucked up shit in his life. He had went down the wrong path more than once. He had finally found a home, with a family and something that he enjoyed doing. He didn't want it to end. He had been given a chance when he ran into Greg in the small town his car broke down in. He worked his ass off, learned quick and stayed really respectful. He respected both men, he looked to them as fathers that he didn't have. A role model to do things right for once, it was his second chance. As he followed Greg into the main house, his heart beat quicker.

When Greg opened the door to Mr. West's personal room, a room that Andrew had never even though of answering. He was shocked by what he saw. Mr. West was sitting in a chair on the porch that over looked the back part of the farm, the pasture where the horses grazed but what shocked him was the smile that was placed upon the old mans face.

"Come here and take a seat son. We have much to discuss"

-LK-

Her head felt stuffy and she was sure her eyes were puffy as she woke up early the next morning. She looked out her balcony window, the sun was rising making the sky beautiful shades of orange and purple. It was her second favorite thing to look at in nature. The first of course being the lavender that grew in fields on the side of random country roads. Once the sun was high in the sky, she finally climbed out of her bed. She steadily ignored all the mirrors as she headed into her bathroom and turned the water on hot. The house was quiet and she knew the reason why. The night before had been anything short of a dream, of that she was sure. And she knew that her fathers arrival home had not escaped the farm nor had his reasons for coming home either.

She sighed heavily as she climbed underneath the burning water. She just couldn't catch a break. Jonny and the guys with their surprise visit, telling good bye to Happy, and now she was going to have to face saying goodbye to her father because if she was honest with herself, she knew he wouldn't make it past a few more days. It was a painful realization. After all, she only had one parent left and it was almost time to say goodbye to him too. She didn't rush in the shower, she took her sweet as time not getting out until the water ran cold. She knew that she was being childish, she had a farm to run. She shouldn't be wasting time hiding in her bathroom because she didn't want to face the hard facts of life. It didn't escape her though, that all she had been doing since she turned thirteen and found out her mom had cancer that she had only been dealing with the hard facts of life. The worst fact being that she was too hard on herself, she took the blame for things she didn't need to and carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. Something major that she held in common with Happy.

Just thinking his name reopened the hole in her heart she had swore to close off after her unexpected chat with Seth the previous night. She had made a choice, not that she would ever really know for sure if it was the right one. She didn't expect Hap to wait around for her to come back, not when they both knew that it was an unlikely outcome. In fact she was sure that Hap was in a dorm room somewhere sleeping off a night of sex and booze. She shook her head hard, she wouldn't go there. After all, even she wasn't foolish enough to not see that she had brought this all upon herself.

As she slid her foot into the boot, she heard the knock on her door. Annie waltzed in with a cup of orange juice and a muffin.

"Quit hiding in here girl. You know hiding don't stop life from happening. Eat, go feed your horse than go spend some time with your pa." The older woman stated giving T a knowing look.

"Yes ma'am" T replied as she took her breakfast from the womans hands.

Annie patted him gently on the arm before exiting the room. T ate quietly before grabbing her glass and finally exiting her room. Because even if she didn't want to admit it, Annie was right, hiding would do no good. Besides it wasn't like T hadn't gotten used to the hard cards of the game of life a long time ago.

-LK-

Happy wasn't surprised that he woke up early, but he was surprised it was early enough to catch the sun rise. He couldn't help it as he wondered if T had already watched it in Carolina. He couldn't get her out of his head, not that he really wanted to. Even in some random as club house after the night he had…. Well she was like the sunrise to him. She was bright a beautiful and made him feel less evil after the crimes and pain he had inflicted on the man from the night before. He wouldn't lie, he was more than glad to part ways with his Tacoma brothers late yesterday afternoon. The constant reminder that T wasn't riding behind them was too much for him to deal with. It was a constant reminder of the goodbye she had given him on the that old dirt road in Carolina. It didn't help that after he finished his task and came back to the clubhouse to have a drink and maybe get laid that most of the sweet butts either had really badly bleached hair or dark hair that reminded him of T. In fact he found something on every single one of the girls that reminded him of her. In daylight, as he walked through and saw them leaving he realized that his mind had been playing tricks on him and that none of these pass arounds deserved to be compared to his girl in the slightest.

As his cell chirped, altering him to a new message he hoped that it was from T even though he knew that it wouldn't be. It was a message from Jonny.

"He wants to talk to you…. " was followed by a Carolina number.

"Who" Hap replied. He didn't know anyone that would want to speak with him in Carolina. With the exception of the Angels and T, he didn't know anyone from there.

"Greg" was the reply.

Deciding that it would be better to call than keep up with the texting bullshit T had gotten them all hooked on, Happy dialed the number and waited for Jonny to pick up.

-LK-

Jonny woke up to his phone ringing. Glancing at the alarm clock that read 5:04, he wondered who the fuck had the balls to call him that early. He answered the damn thing just to make it shut up without even looking at the caller ID.

"Yeah?" He questioned gruffly.

"Boy, this important so you need to wake you ass up and listen. I'll give you a minute." The voice on the other line replied.

Jonny sat up as he heard the voice. The fact that Greg was calling didn't exactly make him thing straight to positive thoughts. Jonny climbed out of bed and headed for the porch where his smokes sat. After lighting one up he finally spoke again.

"Ok, I'm up. Whats going on?"

"Some big decision making is going on here. I want that boy's number. That's whats going on." Greg replied.

What boy?"Jonny asked. It took a minute for it to all click into place "You mean Hap?"

"What the hell kinda name is Hap?" Greg asked.

Jonny couldn't help but laugh "It's a nickname, but that's not important. What's going on? You said some decision making was going on here. Is uncle… Did he come home?" Jonny replied

"Of course he did, he came home to die. Now he's talking about having Andrew actually be here to run the farm so Taylor can come back there and be with the man she loves. I just wanna make sure that his boy understands that this is a big deal and I need to know that he loves her as much as she loves him before I let your uncle go through with this." Greg replied.

Jonny heard the worry in his voice. He knew that it was hard for him, his best friend was dying and he was about to send away the closest thing to a kid he had. It didn't surprise Jonny at all that Greg wanted to speak to Happy. Wanted to make sure that they were doing the right thing, they had all poured too much time and blood into both the farm and T for Greg to just give it all up. It probably didn't help that they just got her back.

"Uncles giving the farm to someone else? You know that shit will never fly with T."

"No, not giving it away. He wants T to still be in charge of the books and shit. Fly down once a month and check on stuff. He just wants Andrew to run it so T knows she isn't trapped here. He wants to make sure that once he's gone she's happy and free."

Jonny stayed quiet for a moment. This was all a huge deal and he couldn't help but wonder how she was handling it all. He didn't have to ask if she knew what was going on because he was sure that she didn't or this plan would of already been shot down. Nope, Jonny knew that they were not going to give her any say in this. "How about I just give him your number and tell him to call you. He's worse than me about getting woken up and I don't want you to get the wrong impression."

"If he don't call me by lunch time I'm calling you back and your giving me his number or I'm not letting your uncle do this." Greg threatened before hanging up.

Jonny let out a long sigh, took a deep breath and sent out two texts. One to Hap and one to T. Even if she was still pissed, even though she kicked them out, all that bull shit didn't matter to him. What did matter to him was the fact that she was about to have to sit at home and watch her other parent die in the house she grew up in for a second time. And if that didn't fuck her up and make her more crazy than she already was, he wasn't sure what would.

-LK-

T climbed the stairs slowly. Both lunches were in paper bags and a blanket tucked under her arm, she tried her hardest to forget the memories that flooded her mind. She didn't want the flash backs of having done the same thing when she was years younger of when instead of her headed to her dad's room but instead of him holding her hand as they climbed the stairs together.

She couldn't the stop the tears that flowed down her cheeks when she remembered the days that they ate lunch from brown paper bags on the huge blanket on the balcony in her parents room as a family because it was too hard for her mom to actually go outside and have a picnic. As she knocked on the door she wanted to regret even climbing the stairs.

He fathers voice telling her to come in sounded so muffled, that she wasn't surprised that she found him on the porch.

" I was wondering how long it was going to take you to come up here. Less time than I thought." He replied to her entance with a smile.

She smiled back and help out the bags and blankets as an offering, to afraid to speak. She didn't want to let any more tears to fall. It warmed her heart as his smile grew and he got up from his seat. T busied herself by handing him the lunches and laying out the blanket on the ground. She went into his room and pulled the cushions off the couch and placed them on the ground as well.

Once they were sitting, eating and talking it allowed her to remember the better part of those memories. Of the funny stories they used to tell each other, of when it became something that she looked forward to instead of feared and of when they used to be a family. It reminded her of being innocent. Before the fact that her mothers death was around the corner became real, before she started acting out, when riding horses and being daddy's princess was enough. It made her miss those days. The days before she meet Seth, before she moved to Tacoma, before Happy, Juvie and becoming LK. Those memories seemed so far away, they were foggy. Some of them faded as if they were from a separate life time, which in a way they were. They didn't really belong in her life, even though at one point they had been her life. She had destroyed her innocence the moment her mom died. She would never blame the loss of her innocence on her mothers death, even if in truth that had a large part of it. It wasn't something that could really be place on one moment or act that had happened in her life.

She didn't waste time worrying about the past or what she had lost, she hadn't in a long time. So instead she did what she always did. Pushed her thoughts of the past away and focused on the present and what little time she had left with her daddy.

-LK-

He had killed people, lots of them. More than he cared to remember for his family, his club and his life. But that didn't stop him from taking a large pause when Jonny relayed the request. Jonny was vague at best, explaining that making this phone call would be the best possible out come for his future, at least if he wanted T to be involved in it. Otherwise, well Jonny had done all he could. The rest was up to T and Hap theirselves. Hap was really curious on what Jonny had done, but in a way he felt it was best he didn't know. Denyability and all that if and when this shit fell on their heads and the wrath of T came around. Hap did not want to be first in line for that. No fucking way, sure he helped create the monster so to speak but he didn't really want to have to deal with the after math because that shit was more mess than he wanted to clean up.

Happy took a deep breath as the phone rang.

"Bout time you called boy. I was in half the mind to call all this shit off. I will make this short and sweet since from what I hear your not a talker. You love her?" Greg asked

"Yea" Hap replied.

"Than heres the deal, you break her heart and leave her or fuck around on her or any of that other bullshit while I'm still alive, I will shoot your ass. Biker club or not. Got me?"

Hap felt his anger rise at the threat but decided to just grunt in response. He didn't really see where this was going but he didn't feel like it would help it at all to be completely disrespectful and tell the old man to go fuck off.

"Andrew will run the farm, Taylor has to come down once a month and check on it. That's how this is going to work. I don't know how he came up with this shit but he did. He wants her to be happy and have love that is his last wish. That shit really rides on you boy. Take care of her."

Happy didn't have to respond as the line clicked. He took a long drag on his cigarette before finally saying what had been on his mind.

" the fuck just happened?"

-LK-

T had spent the rest of the day managing the farm, as she rode in from the pasture she wasn't surprised to find that everyone was finishing up for diner time. The time between lunch a diner had always seem to fly by so fast she didn't even realize how much time had passed. This diner was an important one for reasons no one would admit. She combed and brushed, fed and watered and wasn't surprised that she was the last one in the house and that they were all waiting on her. She washed up quickly before taking her place at the table next to her daddy.

Diner was made up of daddy's favorite, fried chicken with mash potatos, mac and cheese, green beans, collards and corn bread. All the hands were present, Annie actually sat down and over all it was a fun affair. Everyone laughed and joked, it was loud and crazy but it reminded her of why she had always loved the farm and the club. She missed her guys, she missed the girls, Ana and Junior. She didn't realize how much she actually thought of him. It was cleaning up the dishes with Annie that she finally realized everyone was keeping a huge secret.

"Your just like her ya know. Giving up your happiness for what ya feel is best for everyone else." T didn't needed Annie to explain who the "her" was. She already knew it was her momma, Annie was talking about.

"I know you love that scary looking one. I could tell the minute I saw the two if yas in a room together. You shoved them right out of the house and put them in a neat little corner of ya mind. He wont stay there ya know. He will always come back, if not in real life than in your mind girl. You deserve to be happy not sit on this farm and watch all the people you love die until its your turn."

T just kept drying, she didn't know what to say and knew better that when Annie talked you better just keep quiet and listen. T was half way done putting the dishes away when Annies hand on her arm caused her to pause.

"You helped enough, now go sit on the porch with your pa." Annie said handing her a glass already full of wine.

T nodded once, kissed Annie on the cheek and headed out the door that lead from the kitchen to the back porch. She sat on the swing with her father for awhile before he finally spoke.

"You shouldn't give up your life for baby girl. Its not fair for you to sit here and watch me die. Once was more than enough." The stern look he gave her reminded her of when she was a younger. It was the same look her gave her when he caught her sneaking in late or when she got a bad grade.

"There is no where I would rather be." T replied.

"Because you wont let yourself admit that your not happy and that you deserve to be happy. You need to go back to your man in Tacoma. I didn't need to be here to hear about the love you two share, even if you tried to hide it."

"Id rather be here. This is where I belong." T replied.

Her father shook his head before mumbling. "Just like your momma."

T watched him rise slowly from the swing. HE kissed her fore head. "I love you baby girl. Have a good night."

As she watched him walk out of the room, she couldn't shake the feeling in her gut telling her that he had just told her he loved her for the last time.

T sat on that bench for a long time. She wasn't sure when Annie or Greg had brought out the bottle of wine or even how long she had been sitting there but when she tried to pour another glass and realized the bottle was empty she figured it was time to go to sleep. As she climbed the stairs again, she paused at her fathers door. Deciding against going in she headed towards her own room. Climbing in her bed she finally looked at her phone for the first time. The only alert was a text message from Jonny. She kicked off her boots and climbed into bed before looking at the message

"You okay?"

"no" was the only reply she could think of. She wasn't mad at Jonny, not anymore. If anything she missed him and she needed him.

She knew that since becoming a killer her senses had sharpened. Something she had usually took a lot of pride in and was grateful for. She didn't feel prideful as she stood at the top of the stairs… she didn't feel grateful as she stood atop those stairs and knew that the only person on that floor who was breathing was herself. Her dad was gone and the only family she had left in this world was Jonny. The only thing that even gave her peace in that moment was that she knew her father was happy and somewhere… He was with her momma.

-LK-