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Chapter 15: You missed a spot

About an hour later, Happy saw Ava leaving for work and a guy following her on his bike. She had a fucking dress again. A black one and that didn't help. They were all looking at her since she fit in about as well as round peg in a square hole.

When she had left Gemma walked up to him. "You need to do something about this, Hap."

"I know."

"She's family but these guys are going to try anyway. They can't order her around but until she's an Old Lady they can push on her. And they can look." She had a taunting smile.

"I know."

"Just wanted to make sure you did."

He sighed. Trust Gemma to point out the obvious, rub it in his face.

During the day they took care of business. They had a meet with the '9ers and the Chinese, close to a playground. He and Bobby were standing away from the table and looked at the kids.

"How's Sunshine?" Bobby asked.

"Fine."

"I heard she had some questions in the car earlier. Half-sack told me." Bobby noticed the eye he was giving him. "Hey, you yell at Ava on the phone with the prospect next to her, I'll find out. Want to keep it your business you put that fucking crow on her."

"Is this the 'get Happy an Old Lady'-week." He snarled. He was fed up with people being all over this.

"No. It's the 'take care of the clubs friends and make sure they are ok'-year. She's a friend, you yell at a friend on the phone and in the clubhouse, I give a fuck. You yell at your Old Lady, that's your business." He smiled when he said it. "Sunshine will figure it out you know. She's a smart kid."

"Figure out what?"

"That he's permanently gone."

Happy'd had the same thought. He was just hoping that this was something she would take with Ava, not him. He had no idea how to deal with that shit.

-o0o-

It had all worked out. They had the guns and were chillin' in the bar waiting for nightfall. He watched Grace at a table with Dog, Lorca and Kozic, playing poker. That's when Ava walked in with her guard just behind her, clearly watching her ass and back in the dress.

Grace saw her and ran up to her.

"I'm playing poker!"

Ava leaned forward and gave her a kiss. "Honey, what did we say about hustling bikers?" The guy took a very close look at her ass when she did and Happy was about to stride up to him and knock him out cold. If Grace hadn't been there he would have.

"That it's a bad idea." Grace answered Ava's question and ran back to the table.

"Nice to know that you're listening even if you don't care." She said to Grace's back and started to walk to the dorms.

When she saw hem she smiled at him and as she passed, he caught her around her waist with one arm. She seemed surprised but he wanted them to know that she was his. That they should stay the fuck away. All he got from her was a quick kiss but it was enough so he let go and she continued. It was dead quiet.

He turned towards the bar with his back against the others and the prospect gave him a drink. When the talking started again Juice laughed. "I think they got the message."

"I think they did."

"You could put a bullet in the leg of the next guy who stares at her ass like that. That would make it even more obvious." Juice said as a matter of fact.

"I'm thinking about it." Happy nodded. "If you just get Grace out of the way I'll take care of it."

"Sound like a plan. I'm in if you need me." Tig who was on his other side said and turned around. "I'm gonna go and watch Sunshine humiliate Kozik."

Big Al, a member from one of the Oregon chapters came up to him. "Wanna tell me how that happened?"

"No." It was all Happy said.

"Come on." Sisco, a guy from the same chapter laughed. "How does one capture a classy bitch like that. I mean Big Al's Old Lady is a nice lady. But not even close to that."

"Hey!" Big Al said.

"I killed her ex." Happy said before throwing down his drink. That should really get the message through.

"Maybe I should try that." Sisco said. "Need to find some classy bitch who even bothers to talk to me."

Happy didn't want to talk about it. "How are your kids?" He said to Al. He had spent some time in their chapter earlier that year. He liked them both, he just didn't want to talk about Ava.

Big Al stared at him for a while before laughing. "They're fine. Nice way to change subject."

"I know." Happy said. "How's Oregon?"

-o0o-

Ava went back to the bar once she had changed her clothes. Some of the kids recognized her from the library and asked her if she could read to them. Reading out loud was the best way for her to keep calm so she agreed immediately. They all collected the books they had with them and she decided on "Goodnight Mr. Tom." It was a book that worked for a huge age span and almost everyone loved it.

She spent the next couple of hours reading to them. They were hanging around, listening while they were drawing or playing on their portable games. But whenever she stopped they all looked up at her so she assumed that they were listening.

An old guy with his hands wrapped in bandages were listening in for a while. She smiled at him ans he introduced himself as Chucky and asked if he could listen. She shrugged, she didn't really care who was listening, at the moment this was the best way for her to stay calm and occupied.

He stayed for a while until Clay came and asked him something and he took off.

Finally her throat started to hurt so she excused herself, promised to continue a while later and stepped outside. A woman with black hair and bangs in a blue and white patterned tank top was standing there smoking. Ava walked up to her.

"Any chance I can bum a smoke?"

The woman jumped and looked at her with big eyes and open mouth until she regained her posture. "Sure, no problem."

Ava wasn't sure what that was about but took a cigarette and lit it. From the corner of her eye she saw her looking at her but she didn't say anything and then Grace came running towards her.

"Hi mom!"

"Hi baby girl. You having fun?"

"Yes, Mikey over there has a bike that's almost like Happy's but he has a bitch seat."

"So what? Think I should date him?"

"Nooo." Gracie started laughing and then she ran off again, back to Mike, probably asking him thousand questions per minute. There were loads of new bikers and she was making friends with all of them. According to Tara; Bobby had told everyone that she was their Baby Girl and that Happy would take it very personal if she got hurt or upset. Everyone was looking out for her now. Ava wondered what kind of reputation Happy had since no-one refused Grace anything.

Gemma came outside just as she had finished the cigarette.

"You doing ok darlin'?'"

"Sure, just trying to figure out how to not become excruciatingly bored if I'm supposed to stay in here for days."

"You're doing good, the parents love you, says their thinking about employing you full time to read to their kids."

"It just keeps me calm."

"Your voice keeps everyone calm."

"Thank you." She kissed Gemma on the cheek.

Then she heard bikes pulling in, she saw Happy among them and a few minutes later he came walking with Grace on his arm.

Happy spotted Ava sitting on the picnic table next to Gemma. Grace was talking about Mike and his bike, how it was different from his and why his was much cooler. As long as she liked his the best he didn't argue with her. He leaned over Ava and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

"You ok?"

"Yeah."

"She's reading to the kids." Gemma said.

"Yeah, I saw that." He had seen her on the couch surrounded by kids, looking as relaxed as she only did while reading or just after they had fucked.

Grace started squirming in his arms so he put her down and she ran off.

"She said that Mike had a bike like yours but he had a bitch seat." Ava smiled. "But she didn't think I should date him anyway." She had the teasing look in her eyes.

"She said my bike was much cooler."

"Ok, I wont switch then." Teasing bitch, he just kissed her on top of her head again and with a "Be nice!" he walked inside. He needed to get ready for the fight.

Ava's eyes were following him as he walked inside.

"He's going to ink you any day now." Gemma said with a smile.

"He's gonna, what?"

"Mark you, as an Old Lady, his official girlfriend."

"I don't even know what that means." She said. "Clay said I was on and official friend and that it meant I could always get help from the Sons. And mark me, the Crow tattoo?"

"Yes, like this one." Gemma pointed at her cleavage and she saw the crow on the left side of her scar.

Suddenly she felt insecure. Why did they do that, mark their women? It felt... bad.

"Don't you think I've been marked enough?"

"It wouldn't be the same, hon'." The statement was calm but very firm. There was no mistaking that Gemma thought she got it all wrong. But that's how it felt for her. It was just another way of making a mark on a woman to tell others to stay away. Just as Jonah had.

"How would it be different?"

"This is to show you respect, to show others that you have earned respect, for being an Old Lady."

"And for other men to keep their hands off?"

"Still not the same honey." Gemma said.

Tara came stomping up to them, looking royally pissed.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Ava said, just please to be able to finish the discussion of men marking their women.

"I hit that fucking administrative bitch!" That took Ava off guard. Gemma hitting someone was something that wouldn't surprise her, but Tara?

"What?" Gemma said.

"Fucking bitch came up to me and started mouthing me off, I got pissed, like you said, I'm a healer and she's making me jump to hoops. And I'm a fucking Old Lady. I ain't taking shit from no-one." It sounded slightly as if Tara was trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince them.

"Good girl." Gemma gave her a hug.

"You hit someone?" Ava laughed. "Wait, the woman who suspended you?"

"Yeah." Tara looked at her. "What?"

"Nothing." Ava said. "I'm not usually one for hitting women, but if it helps you keep the job I'm all for it."

"I also threatened her and flashed my gun."

Ava just laughed and shook her head, these people and their guns! She gave Tara a kiss on the cheek. "As long as you keep saving lives; I'm on you side."

She went out on the lot and got Grace, she suspected that Mike was fed up with her and all her questions.

-o0o-

They were standing outside but Ava had left Grace inside. She didn't want her to see this, to worry. Because everyone standing there, looking at them, looked worried. She didn't know what to do, Happy had never been big on cuddling with her in public, a light kiss on the forehead or a hand on her back. The holding and kissing her in the clubhouse earlier thatday was the most and she knew why he had done that. To keep the others away. She was ok with that. With both things.

Gemma had explained more about the situation regarding Old Ladies and Crow Eaters, or sweetbutts as they were called sometimes, or if it was two different things, she didn't know. She had never talked to Happy what they had, what it meant, and she didn't know what to say when they did. Gemma told her to tell him exactly how she felt and they could take it from there. It sounded like a good idea. If she had actually known exactly how she felt.

She wasn't sure what was going on with the club. They were going somewhere to fight someone, she assumed it was the Aryans but hadn't asked.

That was another thing, if you were and Old Lady it was full disclosure, he would tell her everything and she didn't see that as a perk, she didn't want to know. She usually figured stuff out anyway and the things she had figured out was enough. He killed people when they asked him to. He wasn't a very high ranking member, he didn't have any of those patches, but she doubted that he cared. He didn't mind bossing her around but that was one thing. She had also noticed that the others respected him, even was intimidated by him judging from how they looked after Grace after Bobby's comment.

He came out from the Club House with a blond guy, he looked around and when he saw her he came up to her. She smiled at him and he got very close leaned over and put his mouth next to her ear.

"Worried?"

"Do I need to be?"

"No. I'll be fine." He stroked her ear with his lips. "Anything else you want to say?" He moved back and looked at her.

"Yeah." She met his eyes and smiled. "Kick their ass." He looked stunned for a second and then he laughed, pulled her to him and gave her a proper kiss. A very proper kiss.

Then he broke it off, caressed her face. "Crazy bitch."

When they drove off Gemma put an arm around Tara and Lyla, giving them each a kiss and pushed them towards the door, then she told Chucky to come with them. When she walked passed her she gave her a hug. "You're going to be one fine Old Lady."

"Why?"

"I heard you. 'Kick their ass'?"

"What was I going to say, 'please be careful'?"

"That's my point. You keep him focused, he knows he doesn't have to worry about you and that's what a man like Hap needs."

"He's been worrying about me enough. I'm fine and safe, thanks to him."

"Good girl." She said and kissed her cheek.

Everyone seemed very tens. She was in the couch with Lyla when a guy in a cut sat down in the couch next to hers.

"So. You're Ava."

She eyed him carefully. "Yes."

"I'm Big Al." He said with a smile. "Grace is your kid?"

"Yes." She had no idea where he was going with this.

"She's a great kid. Asked me about four million questions about my bike earlier."

"Oh. Sorry. She just..."

"...really love bikes. I gathered. Got two kids at home who loves bikes. Not like she does, not like the technical part of it."

"Boys or girls?"

"Boys. All set on becoming Sons. Both of them." Al said with a huge smile. He looked extremely proud.

"How old?"

"Thirteen and eleven." He had the biggest smile. "Markus and Jonathan. They're called Tiny and Skip."

"Tiny and Skip?" It was all about the guns and nicknames with this club. Grace got a new one each day. Ava did like Sunshine though, mostly due to Bobby's explanation. That Grace lit up a room when she walked through the door.

Al gave her a quick explanation to his kids nicknames. "The oldest was born two months premature. He was Tiny. And Skip is like Grace, can't ever stand still, never walks, skips."

She laughed, she knew what he meant, and then she saw Gemma, coming up to them and looked really pissed. "Really Al! You didn't get the message?"

"Sure did. And I'm not stupid. Just talking about her girl."

Gemma glared at him for a while but then her face softened. "Missing your boys?"

"Yeah."

Gemma sat down next to him and they all started talking, including Lyla. About his boys, Grace and Kids in general. Grace came and sat down in her lap a while later. She talked to Al for a while and asked him about his boys, even saw the pictures of them.

"So they like bikes?"

"Yeah." Al smiled. "They're not as smart as you are, but they like bikes." Grace nodded and then yawned.

"Come on, honey. Let's got to bed." She stood up and smiled at Al. "It was really nice to talk to you."

"Nice to talk to you too. Take care of that girl."

"I will." She smiled and gave Lyla and Gemma a kiss. Then she took Grace to bed.

-o0o-

They came back late at night, most of them were up waiting for them and Happy was looking around to find Ava when Gemma came up to him.

"Hi Hap, she went to bed with Grace."

"Ok, thanks."

"Have a drink with me." What was she up to now? He know the Queen, she had a way of getting what she wanted from people. But you didn't say no to her.

"Sure."

She got him a drink and sat down next to him.

"I talk to Ava today, about being and Old Lady." He was really fucking fed up with this. The third talk about him and Ava in one day.

"And?"

"We talked about the ink, she.."

"What, Gemma?"

"... she asked me if I didn't think she's been marked enough."

"Shit!" That was not good. He understood what her problem was, considering what Fuckface had said when he cut her up.

"Just wanted you to know, you need to be careful."

"Thanks, Gemma." He nodded at her. "I need to go to bed."

"Sure. Take care of her."

"You know it."

He hadn't even seen it like that, how would he get around that problem? Because she's going to become his Old Lady, and he wanted her to have that tattoo. He just wanted it to be when they wanted it, both of them. Not when everybody else saw it as good timing.

He got into his room, his girls were both sleeping in the bed. Grace in the middle with her back against Ava who was holding her, her nose in Grace's hair.

He pulled of all his clothes except his boxers. He got up on Ava's side of the bed and kissed her shoulder. She jumped and the turned to look at him.

"Hey."

"Hey, babe. I'm just going to hit the shower and then I'll be with you."

"Ok." She pulled him down for another kiss before turning back and hold Grace again.

He walked into the bathroom and got into the shower. A couple of minutes later he heard the door close and seconds later he felt Ava's naked body pressed against his back. He turned around and found her mouth with his. He lifted her up against the wall and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She grabbed his dick and steered him right.

It didn't take long until she was gripping him with her pussy. "Jesus, Ava! Missed me?"

"Yes." She panted. "I missed you, and when I miss you I want you." He kissed her, horny little bitch, but he loved it. "You always want me."

"I know. Want me to stop wanting you?" She was breathing very heavy.

"No." He kissed her again and when the spasms started he let go of her mouth and leaned forward so she could bite down in his neck, he didn't want them to wake up Grace and he liked when she did that. He came right after her.

He felt her legs shaking so he held her up. She took his hand, it was a bit bruised. "Did you kick their ass?"

"Yeah." He said, pulling her under the water with him. "Got interrupted, we'll finish it tomorrow."

"Ok."

"When this is over, I want you to meet my mom." She looked at him with big eyes. His mom had been nagging him like crazy whenever they talked on the phone.

"Sure?"

"She's nice, she'll like you. And she'll love Grace."

She kissed him, "Ok, just make sure you do it before you have to go to jail." She stepped out and grabbed a towel on the way.

When he came out of the bathroom she was back in bed, holding Grace. He laid down, facing them, holding Ava's hand.

-o0o-

When Ava woke up in the morning she heard Happy and Grace in the bathroom. She decided that this was her best chance to listen in on their conversations.

"What is her name?"

"Marianne." Ava assumed that they were talking about his mom.

"You never told me about her." Grace was pouting, Ava didn't have to see her to know that she was.

"Never thought about it, Sugar."

"What's she like?" Happy laughed at the question and Grace seemed confused. "Why are you laughing?"

"She asked the same thing about you and your mom." He paused for a second. "Give me that."

"What, this?"

"No, the towel." The next sentence was muffled, he was probably drying his face. "She's nice but very sick."

"Oh. But I will meet her?"

"Sure. In a while. She wants to meet you too."

"Ok. Good." Grace started singing something but soon stopped. "Think she'll like me?"

"Sugar, everyone likes you. It's impossible not to like you."

"Really?"

"Really. Go wake your mom up."

"Kiss." She heard the kiss and then Grace came running. "Mom!"

"I'm up, honey." Ava put on pants and put her hair up. "Hungry?"

"Yes!"

"I'm sure Gemma or Bobby have breakfast ready. If none of the Charming guys are out there I want you to come straight back. Ok?"

"Ok. If Kozik is there, can I stay?"

"No." She didn't know Kozik.

Grace pouted. "Why?"

"Because I said so. I don't know him."

"Ok."

Ava went into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. "So, what was it with that very public performance yesterday?"

"Just wanted to make sure they stay away."

"Stay away?" She wasn't sure what she meant and the she remembered the comment about being 'up for grabs'. "Oh. Is this about the 'Old Lady'-thing again?"

"Yes. It's about the 'Old Lady'-thing. And that you're not an Old Lady."

Happy watched her and she looked very uncomfortable.

"Can we not do this right now?" She finally asked.

He knelt down in front of her. "Ok. I just want them to know..." Fuck! This wasn't easy at all. He had know fucking idea how to do this.

He felt her hands on his cheeks. "Know what?"

"That you're mine. I know that's probably not what you..." She interrupted him with a kiss.

"I know what you mean. I know it's not the same as when he said it."

The relief he felt was physical. "Good." He gave her another kiss. "Because you're mine." This was not the time to press her about becoming an official Old Lady. Not in the bathroom of his dorm at the clubhouse.

"You missed a spot." She said and rubbed her fingers on her head.

Handing her the razor he smiled. "Fix it." He watched her when she shaved it and then rinsing the razor before giving him a kiss on the head.

"There, shining like an eight-ball."

"Bitch!" He stood up and pulled her with him. "No flirting today."

"Darn! That was my favorite activity yesterday. Especially with the huge bearded guys. It was smorgasbord of them."

"Be nice!" He tried to sound like he was teasing her but he didn't like to hear that.

"I'll be really nice." She kissed him again but and smiled so he relaxed a bit. He didn't want her to worry.

"Stay close to Gemma and Tara, ok?"

"Ok." He let go of her and went into the room to get dressed. "Hey!" He hear her say behind him.

"Yes?"

"Really. Don't worry." She smiled. "I'm not very good at flirting anyway and..."

"And?"

"I'm kind of into you."

Happy laughed. "Into me? What are you, fourteen?"

"You make me horny as hell. That better?"

"Much." He strode up to her and kissed her again. "Much better." Something that was even better than that was that she loved him.

-o0o-

He was in the garage, waiting for the others who were at the police station. He was working on his bike and Grace was sitting next to him, holding her legs with her chin on her knees, she looked exactly like her mom. She even had the same distant look as Ava usually had when she sat like that. And he knew what it meant, she was thinking about something that was bothering her.

"What's on you mind, baby girl?"

"We usually move after he's found us."

"You're not going to move, Sugar." Happy said, tightening a bolt.

"But he knows we're here."

He turned and looked at her. "Hey, you don't have to worry about him, he won't ever hurt you or your mom again, ok?"

Her big, beautiful blue eyes were staring into his. "You killed him."

Shit fuck shit fuck and fuck. He would give his right arm and left nut if it meant that Ava would just walk up behind him right this second. He had no fucking idea how to handle this. Ava was right, this girls was to smart for her own good. "Happy?" She said and got up and walked up to him. And it was impossible to lie to her.

"Yes." He admitted and rubbed his head. Ava was going to kill him for this.

Grace put her arms around his neck. "I won't ever tell anyone."

"Oh, Sugar." She shouldn't have to give promises like that. He felt like an asshole. "I'm sorry."

She hugged him and whispered into his ear. "I love you, Happy." It felt like his heart was going to burst into a million pieces. He hugged her tight, smelling her hair.

"I love you too, Grace."

He did, this perfect girl, he would do anything for her. He would have to tell Ava about this. That would suck.