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Silver Lining

'I won't get left behind

when the walls come tumbling in

I'll keep climbing,

I'll keep climbing'

The Wicked Witch In Disguise

Gemma woke at the crack of dawn and started on applying her makeup before changing into a pair of fitted blue jeans and black vest, a red flannel shirt thrown over the top. Slipping her feet into a pair black pumps and twirling her hair into a clip she made her way down the hall towards the kitchen. Experience had told her hungry bikers did not make for happy bikers so making sure that they woke up to a full spread was essential.

As much as she loved having help well more she loved bossing them around rather than the help she also liked the quiet time, it gave her a chance to have her morning coffee and cigarette in peace, which was essential if she was going to make it through the day especially a day in lockdown.

But as she walked into the kitchen she was surprised to see it already occupied.

Gemma watched the young blonde who's hair was tumbling down her back in waves as she stretched into the cupboard obviously searching for something. Gemma took in her attire she was dressed in a pair of boxers and white t-shirt which she was sure belonged to a Son. And as she knew all the Old ladies and swettbutts who were currently gracing Club reaper the stranger in front of her could only be one person. Happy's mysterious Old Lady.

Last night when Clay had eventually made it to bed Gemma demanded answers, more as to why her son was covered in blood more than anything else but Clay had another agenda.

Juice was still running a search but the last time Clay had checked in with him before he turned in for the night, he had come up with nothing of any interest and for some reason that didn't satisfy Clay, he just knew their was more to her had a gut feeling and if he trusted one thing a 100% it was his gut. If Liv was going to be sticking around which Clay thought was more than likely then he wanted more, personal shit that computer searches couldn't tell him and that's where Gemma came in.

"Cups are in the second cupboard on the left." Liv spun around at the interruption of the silence. She turned to see an older woman propped against the door frame staring at her suspiciously.

The mere presence of this woman screamed dominance, that she was not to be messed with which led Liv to believe that the woman standing in front of her could be none other than the Queen bee herself.

Ronnie had talked about this woman a couple of times and some of the stories she had heard about her we're so shocking Liv didn't think they were true. No one could be that much of a bitch. But as her eyes narrowed in on her Liv second guessed that.

"Thanks." Liv finally spoke trying to gain back her composure. She reached in the cupboard she been directed to and pulled out two mugs but before she shut the door she turned to Gemma. "You want one?" Gemma nodded and Liv grabbed another cup. "So busy morning ahead of you." Liv commented as she looked through the glass at the sleeping bodies scattered around the bar.

"Yeah." She agreed taking a seat on the stool beside the counter.

"I hate lockdowns." Liv muttered to herself but it was loud enough for Gemma to here.

"Amen to that darlin." Gemma looked back at her and stretched out her hand. "Gemma."

"Liv." Gemma was impressed. The hand shake was strong no sign of fear or nerves. This girl was confident. But was she confident that was the question.

"So your Happy's Old Lady." Liv pulled her hand from Gemma. She knew it was a statement rather than a question which is why she didn't answer her directly.

"Gossip travels fast I see." Gemma smirked as she pulled a cigarette from her pack. She offered one to Liv but she politely refused.

"You have no idea."

"So your..."

"Clay's wife."

"Nice to meet you. So Clay is...?" Gemma gave the young girl a side way look. She wasn't sure if she was trying to be a smart bitch or if she really was clueless as to who her husband was.

"Mother Charter President."

"Right."

"Hear you know my son?" Now it was Liv's turn to be confused. "Jackson." Shit!

"I'm really sorry he got involved in this..." Gemma shook her head as she blew the smoke from her mouth.

"Don't be my son has a weakness for damsels in distress."

"I still shouldn't have got him involved it wasn't his place. He could of have gotten killed." And Liv wasn't lying the last thing she needed was the blood of a dead VP on her hands.

"Clay told me about what happened none of this was your fault."

"That's nice of you to say but..." Liv trailed off. She felt guilty and hearing Jax's Mother justify it, tell her that it wasn't her fault just made her feel worse for some reason.

"Also heard about your friend." Gemma said cautiously watching the girl for a reaction. "Couldn't of been easy, watching her die."

Liv took a swig of her coffee before turning her back on Gemma as she grabbed the other cup. The girl was good. Gemma thought as she managed to contain her shit. Stubbing out her cigarette in the nearby ashtray she slid off her seat coming up behind Liv.

"It's okay." Liv looked over her shoulder when she felt a hand on her back. "Your with family now baby and we look out for one another. We're here for you." Liv was confused, this was not the Wicked Witch she had heard fairy tales about.

"Thanks." She mumbled as Gemma moved a stray piece of hair from her face tucking it behind her ear. Her eyes darting over her face as if she was trying to see find something that wasn't there. What game is she trying to play Liv thought to herself as she put some distance between them.

Liv picked up the two cups again. "I better get back, before this lot wake up. Thanks again Gemma."

"It's okay baby. You need anything just come and find me okay."

Gemma watched as the younger woman tiptoed down the hallway to the dorm Happy was occupying. One thing she knew for sure was that Clay had every right to be cautious this girl had trouble written all over her.

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Happy woke to find an empty bed. Last night he had stayed with her until she finally fell asleep. He hadn't planned on sleeping in bed with her, he had resided himself to the fact that the floor was going to be his bed for the night, but as he sat there her body pressed against his, the feel of her chest rising and falling against his chest he was unable to leave her alone.

But now he was waking up to an empty bed dressed in yesterdays clothes. His eyes first shot to the bathroom but the door was wide open, the room in complete darkness. He was on his feet and ready to go looking for her when the door opened and there she was still dressed in his boxers and t-shirt with two cups of coffee in her hand.

"Morning." Happy watched as she sheepishly closed the door and set the two cups on the dresser. "Got you some coffee."

He came up beside her and grabbed a cup. Liv nodded and took her own cup as she went over to the bed and sat down. She rubbed her hand over her forehead when she felt the pounding in her start to surface again. "You al'right?" Happy asked placing his coffee back down on the dresser and turning to look at her.

"Yeah just a headache, Doctor said it's normally after a knock to the head." She told him as her eyes finally looked to his, she could see his worry. "I'm fine seriously, a little achy and have a bitch of a headache but all good considering."

"We need to talk."

"Yeah we do." Liv placed her cup on the floor. "I shouldn't be here Hap, we both know that." His silence spoke more than any words and she knew that he agreed with her. She wasn't surprised. "I'm gonna go to the station see if I can get my belongings back, see if there's anything left of my truck. I'll be gone by the afternoon hopefully."

Happy edged closer to her. He noticed her body stiffen and her eyes shifting from his. As she got to her feet.

"I am really sorry for causing all this, I never meant to bring this shit to your door, again." She remembered the last time her shit landed at his feet, she didn't want to go through that again. "I better go." She went to edge pass him and head for the bathroom so she could get ready to leave but she didn't manage to get very far as the hand that was now wrapped around her arm stopped her moving anywhere expect backwards, to him. "Hap..."

"Your not going anywhere."

"I can't be here Hap." She declared shaking her head. Why was he making this harder.

Happy sighed deeply she was right she shouldn't be here the realisation of that hit him last night like a solid right hook to the face when he walked into the clubhouse and faced a sea of eyes that were not only staring at him but at her, maybe more so.

She may be his but he had a horrible feeling that it wasn't going to stay that way the longer she spent in Charming.

Placing both his hands on her arms he pushed her backwards forcing her to sit down on the bed again. Crouching in front of her he let go of her arms and ran a hand back and forth over his shaved head.

"The club is on lockdown." He started.

There were two types of Old ladies, ones that knew nothing of club business and those who knew everything, Liv had always fallen into the latter category. Which is why now was no different.

"The people who shot at you last night, there a new MC trying to make a name for themselves, and they don't give a shit how they do it. They probably ID you last night and because you were with a Son the VP no less." Liv shifted nervously. She had not missed the edge to his voice at that point. "Their gonna think your someone who is highly connected with the club. Plus this shit with Jess, Danny's gonna be out for blood, probably both of ours." He saw a look of fear flash in her eyes. "I ain't gonna let happen." He said firmly. "But your right you shouldn't be here." Happy straightened up onto his feet, never breaking eye contact with her. "I'll sort something out with Clay try and arrange to get you out of here, up north."

"Tacoma?" She questioned as she to got to her feet.

"Yeah." She nodded agreeing with him. Although it wouldn't exactly be a piece of pie in Tacoma she would feel way more comfortable with them than stuck here with people she didn't know. She noticed him glance over her shoulder following his gaze she noticed the digital alarm clock that read 7.45am "You need to be somewhere?" She asked looking back at him.

"Got Church in 15. Gonna shower and shit. Don't go wondering off." He pointed his finger in his face. "And when I leave don't let anyone in here that you don't know." Happy trusted his brothers with his life but that didn't mean he trusted them with her. There were a lot of visiting charters around, and none of them knew who she was. "I mean it Liv." He warned when he saw her eyes roll.

"Okay." He folded his arms across his chest. "I said okay. I promise I will not leave this room, you have my word." And he did. Liv loved nothing more than the idea of being coped up in this room. Walking out into the spotlight that was inevitability going to be trained on her was something she really didn't want to do. So being locked inside these four walls sounded perfect.

Happy was in and out the bathroom in under 10 minutes. When he re-entered the room he found Liv huddled up on the chair in the corner of his room reading an old Harley mag, twirling a strand of hair around her finger as she chewed on her bottom lip. He couldn't help but smirk at the image it had been a long time since he had seen her like that, so engrossed in what she was reading. Although he was surprised that anything in there would have her that interested. But she always was full of surprises. When she finally acknowledged his presence he quickly turned away grabbing a t-shirt from the cupboard drawer, hoping that she hadn't noticed him staring.

Liv actually felt a genuine smile grace her lips for the first time in the past 24hours when she caught sight of one his rare smiles as he stole a look of her. Her stomach did that familiar flip that it always did when she was around him. Watching the muscles in his back flex as he pulled on his shirt she couldn't help but admire him. He looked good but then again to her he always did.

"Remember no one comes inside here." Liv shook herself from her thoughts, feeling the flush in her cheeks she returned her attention to the magazine, just nodding her head at him. Sliding his cut on he walked over to the door smirking at how rattled she was, and a slight feeling of satisfaction settled inside him. He knew she only acted that when she was nervous.

"Uh Hap.." She called out after finally composing herself. "Can I borrow your cell?" He gave her a questioning look. "If I'm staying on lockdown indefinitely then I need to call work, cancel my classes. And I kind of don't have a..."

"Here." He snaked his cell from the inside of cut, chucking it to her. "We'll sort something out with your stuff."

"Thanks Hap. You don't have to all this." He just shrugged. When he had told her that day in her apartment 6 months go about him always being there, he meant it. If he was anything he was a man of his word."Just think in two months I won't be your problem anymore." She joked but Happy didn't even flinch he just nodded his head and left the room. Leaving her a little bit confused about what she had said wrong.

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"First off I would like to welcome and thank Koz, Lip and Lorca for joining us, much appreciated brothers." The three men nodded to the group.

"Now to business. So last night for those of you who don't know someone tried to take out Jax." Clay paused listening to the out crys for vengeance before questioning started to be fired towards not only himself but Jax. Using his hand to silence the chatter Clay continued.

"Now we have no solid leads but my guess, this was the bandits."

"I must have picked up a tail which means there watching us, they've gotta be close." Jax added as he looked around the Chapel that was rammed with brothers.

"I want people checking nearby buildings any place that has a good view of the clubhouse. Titch, Ope, Howard I want you on this. Bobby, Chibs I want you to pay a visit to Alvarez's guy see where he is with a location. Take koz and Lip with you for backup. I want us to be ready for them. All the guns need to be checked and we need to make sure we have enough ammo, Piney?"

"Already on it." Piney nodded down the table at Clay.

"As for the rest of you no one leaves without one of you escorting them. So stay available. Clay hit the gavel. "Okay let's go." As they started to disperse from the room Clay called for Happy, Lorca and Tig to stay behind. Although his name hadn't been called Jax decided to hang back. This didn't go unnoticed by Clay but he decided to ignore it for now.

"Darby reached out he wants a meet." Clay looked to Happy. "The reason I want you to accompany me well Tig's obviously my right hand but Lorca as Hap's former VP I take it you know about the little lady." Lorca nodded. "Good because I think this might concern her. Hap, Darby personally asked for you to be there." Happy felt all the eyes in the room fall upon him. But his eyes went to Tig. "I filled him on what went down last night. You good with that?" Happy shrugged what was he supposed to say, even if he didn't want Tig knowing it was to late now.

"Good." Clay glanced at his watch. "Now my guess is Danny's going to be gunning for you especially considering the history." Clay turned to Jax when he heard him huffing. "Son?"

"I'm coming with you."

"No."

"Why?"

"Your to involved in this."

"You can't just kick me off this Clay..."

"The club doesn't need another fight, and that's exactly what's gonna happen if you lay eyes on Danny."

"Clay, he beat the shit out of her in Charming, we can't just let that slide."

"And we won't." Clay raised his hand silencing Jax before he bit back at him. "Your staying put and that's an order."

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Liv was rummaging in Happy's dresser trying to find something practical that she could wear. The t-shirts and jumpers were fine sure they were like three sizes to big for her but they could work, but his jeans were a different story. As soon as she put them on a removed her hands they fell to her ankles. She thought about making his t-shirts into a dress by using one of his belts to pull it in at the waist but when she checked herself out in the bathroom mirror and saw how her ass was peaking underneath the hem, she knew with absolute certainly that Hap would never let her out of the room.

She was just about to give up and have a girly style meltdown when there was a knock at the door.

"Gemma."

"Here heard you might need these." Gemma did a quick scan of her outfit before looking back at her. "You trying to make your Old Man pop a blood vessel?"

"Something like that." Gemma continued to wait for the young girl to invite her in but the invitation never came.

"They might be a bit big for your skinny ass but they'll fit a hell of a lot better than Hap's."

"Thanks." Liv took the clothes off her. "Hopefully I'll get my stuff back today."

"So you and Hap doing okay?" Liv shrugged.

"We're okay." Liv was quickly realising that this Queen bee was a nosy one.

"Good." Gemma was about to press for a little but stopped when she heard the heavy boots echoing down the hallway.

"Gemma." Hap greeted before looking at Liv.

"Gemma just brought me some clothes."

"Thanks." He said looking back to Gemma.

"No problem. Gotta look after our own." Gemma looked between the two, the tension obvious. "Right well I'll leave you two to it."

Gemma shook her head as she heard the door close behind her. Making her way into the bar she backtracked when she caught a glimpse of Clay in the kitchen.

"You okay baby?"

"Yeah. So hows our new friend?"

"A bitch. I just gave a stack of clothes and the little tart wouldn't even let me in the room." Clay could see the frustration in her eyes, she wasn't used to not getting her way. "She's good Clay, taking the easy route isn't gonna work we're going to have to press her hard."

"Not to hard, this still needs to be kept under the radar." Gemma smirked at her husband, her hands wrapping around his waist.

"Playing dirty is a little something I'm good at."

"Yeah."

"Yeah." She said coyly before her lips found his.

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"I didn't let her in." Liv justified as she saw the scowl on his face as he pushed past her into the room.

Happy didn't say anything as he stalked over to the dresser and kicking and hitting it a couple of times before resting against it. His knuckles turning white as he gripped onto the edge.

Liv placed the clothes onto the chair and cautiously took the few steps that lay between them. She could see his chest heaving, the muscles on his face flexing.

"Hap, I did what you asked I didn't..."

"It's not that." He snapped turning to look at her. "Darby's called a meet with me."