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This is a long A/N, mainly since I had some weird PM's, sorry about that I just need to get this info out there.

First: I'm sorry for the delay, but as I mentioned I'm on vacation. Or I was, I'm home now, but anyway. Here's the next chapter and there aren't that many chapters left. In fact; I think it might just be one more. Good news is; The Grace story is already freakishly long so you won't have to wait for that one to start.

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Chapter 26: New ink?

When Happy came home, Ava was waiting up for him. The second he came through the door she jumped him.

"Haven't had enough?" He hadn't had enough either and he knew that she was pretty much up to speed with what had happened. She had spent the day at Gemma's house with Grace. And Gemma being Gemma had made sure that she knew everything that had been going on.

"Not even close." She mumbled and he took her to the bedroom.

He peeled off her clothes along the way and kept kissing. She was undressed by the time they went through the door. Ava had her hand down his jeans and a he could feel the smile on her lips.

"Did you miss me then?" He asked and she only nodded before pulling him towards the bed. She was naked and he still had all his clothes on. "Babe, out loud." He teased her and she shook her head. "Want me to fuck you with my clothes on again?"

Since she still didn't say anything he pushed her on the bed and simply unbuckled his jeans before entering her. If that's what the lady wanted, that's what she'd get.

Suddenly she took him by surprise and turned them around and was on top of him, sitting up. It turned him when she took the initiative like this something that had happened more often lately. She was sitting up with her eyes closed and he held her hips. To make it even better she leaned down and whispered in his ear;

"I missed you and I love you."

Ava held his gaze until and picked up the speed. She had a feeling that he wouldn't let her get away with this for long and as she suspected he sat up. But instead of flipping her around he put his arm around her waist and kissed her.

"Again." He said between the kisses.

"I missed you?" If she teased him he would punish her, that was usually something that made her come.

"Bitch." His free hand came up her waist and up to her breast and to her surprise he pinched her nipple. Not hard but a little harder than what could be considered gentle. What surprised her even more was how she reacted to it. She liked it and tried to contain a cry. "Liked that?" He smiled.

"Yes." She said in a moan. He put his hands in her armpits and leaned her backwards to suck on her nipple, hard. "Oh my God." That was all she could say and suddenly she was on her back.

Happy'd had a feeling that she would like it. He had been very careful with doing something that would be painful. He didn't want to scare her. But he had grabbed her ass hard a couple of times and she had liked it, even squeezed her tits a little harder than necessary before. This was the first time he had done it in an obvious way to make sure she noticed. And even if her moan had sounded a bit surprised, she had liked it.

He didn't want to push any further and took it careful the rest of the time until they both came. As he was next to her he stroke her nipple carefully. "You ok?"

"Yes." She turned around and put an arm around him. "I'm gonna go brush my teeth and take a shower."

He watched her ass as she walked away then he pulled up his pants and followed her. In the door to the bathroom he caught her trying to walk outside of the bathroom with the toothbrush in her mouth.

"Stay in the fucking bathroom."

She pointed at Grace's door and said something.

"I don't know what you're trying to say but you can check on her later."

That made her groan something but she walked back inside and rinsed her mouth. "I was just going to check on Grace."

"Do it now, without the toothbrush."

"Picky." She said and kissed his cheek as she walked by.

"What happened to the shower?"

"Tomorrow."

Happy took a shower alone instead and by the time he was back in bed Ava was already asleep.

-o0o-

He woke up in the middle of the night and turned around to look at Ava. He knew they were going inside soon and he couldn't tell her. He couldn't even tell her that it wouldn't be more than fourteen months since he couldn't explain how he knew that.

Following the patterns on her back he ran his hand all the way down to her ass inside the panties. She moaned in her sleep and pushed her ass against him.

He didn't stop and by the time she was fully awake he slid inside her again. This time they took it even slower since they were both just barely awake.

When they were done she had a slight smile on her lips. "I wish you could wake me up like this in the morning."

"Can't, your cock blocking daughter usually wakes me up first."

She laughed. "You can't keep calling her that."

"Not like I do it when she can hear me."

"Even so." She smiled and turned towards him to hold him. "It's not nice."

"I know." He kissed her hair. "Still love her."

She looked at him with big eyes and then smiled. "I know."

"Crazy kid but she's the best."

"I know that too." She was still smiling.

"Get some sleep, babe." He held her like he always did, arm around her with his hand on her breast.

-o0o-

Grace woke him up in the morning. "Happy." She whispered while pushing his shoulder.

"Hi, Sugar."

"Can you make me breakfast before mom wakes up?" She was still whispering.

"Sure." He got up and they went out into the kitchen together. "I'm guessing toast and juice."

She gave him the biggest smile and nodded.

"Do you still have the picture?" She asked and he nodded towards the bedroom.

"Have a look in the pocked." She sneaked inside and when she came out she had another huge smile on her face. "I'm doing another tattoo today. Wanna come with me?"

"What are you doing?"

"You'll see."

Ava came out a while later and kissed Grace's head. "Toast and juice?"

"Happy is making another tattoo today. He's letting me watch."

"Nice." Ava poured a cup of coffee.

"And then you're mom is taking a ride with me." He said to Grace.

Ava spun around and watched him with huge eyes. "What?" He nodded. "But you don't have a bitch seat."

"I do now." He got up. "We're heading to the club first. Big breakfast there."

-o0o-

Ava got out of the car and walked inside. Happy had taken Grace on the bike, if she had the option she always choose the bike over the car. Now she was in Bobby's lap talking about something while waving her arms vigorously. Tig was in the chair next to them. Ava was sure that Tig was more or less crazy but he had never been anything but good to her or Grace.

Happy had told her that Tig had two twin daughters that he hardly ever met and that seemed to be the case with quite a few of the members. They had kids who wasn't in their life and that was probably why they all had taken on Grace like she was their own.

Gemma walked up to her with one of her satisfied smiles.

"Heard you did good."

"Hope so."

"Think we're rubbing off on you darlin'. Threatening them into submission. I like it."

"Needed to be clear."

"And you were."

Ava noticed Tara at the other side of the room and excused herself to Gemma and went to Tara.

"How are you?"

"I'm ok." She gave her a hug. "Heard that all is ok with Grace as well."

"Yeah." Ava swallowed. "I kind of lost myself in that. Even lost sight of you, what was going on with you."

Tara looked at her. "I lost a child, not my own but even so. I don't blame you." She gave her another hug. "Besides, what would you have done?"

"Something." Tara didn't seem to bothered, probably since most things had worked out, Abel was home, she was back with Jax. Which led her to another question. "What's going on with that?" She pointed towards her belly.

"I got kidnapped on my way to the clinic." Tara had a slight smile on her lips. "And Gemma spilled to Jax."

"You knew she would."

Bobby came over with Abel in his arms. Ava took him and drilled her nose into his neck. Nothing smelled better than a baby. She looked up at Tara and handed him over.

"I'll go see if I can find something to eat. Talk to you later."

Tara nodded. "Come by later. I'll be at Jax's house."

Grace was running around and Ava found Happy next to Chuck. "See, that's what happens when you give her that much sugar for breakfast." She pointed towards Grace.

"She's always like that."

"No, she's not."

Happy kissed her. Thats when Opie yelled. "Lyla's got something to say!"

Lyla held up her hand. "We're getting married!"

This was a perfect moment. Ava was surrounded by friends and people who would protect her. With all the bad things that had happened and the jail time that was coming, this was a moment she needed to savor and she did.

Happy caught Grace as she ran by and picked her up then put his arm around Ava. As oppose to her he knew that shit was really about to hit the fan. At least he knew that his girls was safe and he knew that he could trust Piney and the others to look after them.

-o0o-

Grace ran into the tattoo-parlor ahead of him. "Freddie!" She yelled and Freddie smiled at her.

"How's crazy Grace?"

"Good. Happy is making a tattoo."

"I heard." He looked up at Happy. "What are you doing and where?"

Happy pointed at Grace. "I want her face with muerte paint."

Grace stared at him. "You're making my face?"

"They're not going to let me keep the picture of you in jail." He said to her and picked her up. "And no matter what, you're my kid now, so I want others to know it."

"I'm your kid?" She said and put her arms around his neck.

"Yup." She looked at him and then hugged him tight.

He sat down next to Freddie. "Color or black and white?"

"Black and white and her blue eyes."

Freddie nodded. It took him half an hour and then he held up the picture. "How's that?"

"What do you think, Sugar?"

Grace leaned forward and looked at the picture. "It looks like me."

"Like it?"

She looked at Happy with big eyes and nodded. Then she took a deep breath and exhaled a "Yes." He had never seen her so still, except when she was upset or thinking about something she didn't like. He was pretty sure she liked this.

"Where should I make it?" He took off his cut and t-shirt and she climbed up on a chair next to him. She pointed at the base on the back of his neck, on the left side.

"There." She said and Happy looked at Freddie and nodded.

It wasn't big, about 3,5 inch in diameter so it wouldn't take long.

"Can I watch?" She asked Freddie who nodded at her so she rolled a chair next to him and sat down. Happy was lying down on his stomach and was slightly amazed at how quiet Grace was, that usually was only the case when she was sleeping. There was probably something bothering her after all.

Suddenly he heard the sound of her rolling her chair and she sat down in front of him. She looked at him for a while and then she leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"Like it?" He asked and she nodded with a smile.

"When I turn eighteen, will you do a muerte skull on me?"

"Sure." He said. He had a feeling she would change her mind a few times before that happened. But when she turned eighteen he'd do any ink she wanted.

When Freddie was done Happy got up and started to get dressed.

"Shit!" He heard Freddie say and turned around. "Need to get you some lotion from the storage." Happy picked up Grace after Freddie had left, she was still quiet.

"Wanna tell me what's up?"

"I'll miss you." He knew what she meant.

"You can visit me and I'll write to you. I'll be out before you know it."

"Mom said that I didn't have to worry about dad's parents."

"Nah, she took care of that. She's a smart woman your mom."

"I know." Grace was playing with the buttons on his cut. "So you're going to stay with us now?"

"Sugar, I told you. I'm not going anywhere. Soon as I get out I'll come for you." He kissed her cheek and she nodded.

"And mom?"

"And mom." He agreed. "Love you, Baby Girl."

"Good." She smiled.

"You're supposed to say it back."

"I love you, Happy."

Freddie came back and handed him the lotion. "Make sure you give me a call when you get out."

"Sure." He shook his hand and watched Grace giving him a hug and whispered something in Freddie's ear. Freddie nodded and waved at her when they left.

He took Grace on the bike and drove to their bench and gave her an ice cream.

"Wanna tell me what you said to Freddie?"

"That I liked the tattoo and I asked him if he could paint me if mom took me there while you're gone."

Happy lit a cigarette. Grace was amazing with people, so open and at the same time if she didn't like someone she didn't even mention them. The art-teacher at her school had said something about tattoos, that they were white trash or some shit like that. Since then, Grace had completely ignored her. It didn't matter what anyone said and finally the school had given up since Grace did everything she was supposed to. She was just dead quiet while she did it.

"So, what else did Gemma say about your t-shirt?"

"That she'd get me a much nicer one." Grace looked extremely satisfied. "And that I could call her grandma' if I liked but only when no-one else could hear me."

"You know you'll be fine. Opie, Chibs and Piney will take care of you."

"And mom."

"Yes. You'll be ok. Both of you." He put out his smoke and picked her up in his knee. "And if anything's wrong you'll talk to Piney and let me know."

"I will." She swallowed the last piece of the ice cream and then snuggled up closer to him. The panic he used to have about how she made him feel was gone. That was probably thanks to that fuckheads parents threatening to take her away. No-one would take his girls from him. None of them.

"Come on, I'll take you home." He said and put her down on the ground.

She skipped towards the bike and he helped her with the helmet. "Think Chibs would take me on rides?"

"Not sure I want you on a bike with someone else."

"Oh." She pouted.

"But I'm sure he'd do it if you ask him."

"Yeah?"

"Sugar, I'm pretty sure you can make them do anything you like." He helped her with her helmet.

She lit up. "Tattoo?"

"No, they wouldn't do anything they thought would piss me off."

He started the bike and took Grace home. While they walked up the stairs his phone rang.

"Need you here."

It was Clay. "Just dropping Grace off."

"Do you need to go?" Grace said.

"Yeah. I'll take your mom on a ride later."

Grace opened the door and ran inside. "Mom! Happy made a tattoo of me!"

"What?" Ava said as she came from the kitchen. "A tattoo of you?"

"It's my face with muerte paint on it. And blue eyes, like mine." She opened her eyes wide and pointed at them when she said the last part.

Ava stared at Happy. He had done a tattoo of Grace? He smiled at her and she went to him, he turned around and bent his knees. She looked at the plastic on his neck. Even when it was covered she could still see some of it.

He turned around again and kissed her. "Told you she was my kid too." She nodded, she was afraid that she would start to cry if she opened her mouth. "Like it?"

She shook her head. "Love it."

"Good." He kissed her again. "I need to go."

"Ok." That meant she wouldn't have to go on a ride with him, something she was quite pleased about.

Grace ran up to him and he gave her a kiss as well. "I'll see you two later."

When he had left Ava turned around and looked at Grace. She was still smiling.

"He said I was his kid."

"Then I guess you are." She picked her up. "You're a lucky kid."

"I know." Grace gave her a hug. "I'll miss him when he's in prison. Can we visit him there?"

"Of course."

Grace squirmed so Ava put her down again. It was hard to believe that Happy had made a tattoo of Grace, at the same time it was logical and only fair. She had a crow on her leg for him so he should definitely have something of hers on him. What could be better than Grace?

More importantly; the tattoo also showed her that he would be there for Grace, no matter what. That she was his kid and he wouldn't abandon her. That meant more to Ava than any words he could say to her.

The tattoo told her something else that worried her more. He was cleaining house, getting ready and knew something he couldn't tell her. There was no way of telling for cirtain, but he seemed to be making sure everything was set for his time inside and by the looks of it, he was going very soon. She hadn't asked him because she didn't want him to lie. If he could tell her he would so she kept her suspicions to herself.

-o0o-

Happy looked at Lowen who was giving them the message from Lenny the Pimp's lawyer. As she was about to go outside he got up and went to her.

"Thank you."

"For what?" She said.

"Helping Ava."

She laughed. "I wasn't helping her. I was just along for the ride. That's one hell of a woman." She said as she walked out and Happy stared after her before closing the door. He had talked to Big Al earlier and had to give him a point. When it came to Grace, Ava was a tigress. Not that he had doubted that, but it was nice to know that others had noticed.

They figured out the code that Lenny's lawyer had given them. They needed Jimmy for the rest of their plan to work. And they badly needed their plan to work. Happy hadn't told Ava that the crazy fucking ATF-agent had shot her own partner. An agent who did shit like that to make sure she herself got off the hook would do anything to get what she wanted. She would fuck them over if she could and to make sure they knew how, Jimmy was essential.

There was a lot of things he hadn't told Ava lately, he couldn't. It didn't bother him, that was a part of being in the club and she would find out all the things she needed by the time they were done.

-o0o-

Ava was at Tara's with Grace, Abel and Neeta when Tara's phone rang. She picked it up and walked out of the room.

Grace was sitting next to Neeta painting while watching her feed Abel.

"What are you drawing?" Ava asked.

"Muerte skulls." Grace said without lifting her eyes from the paper.

"Let me see." Neeta said and Grace pushed the paper over the table.

"Can I feed him?" She asked Neeta. Neeta didn't answer and gave Grace a smile while handing her the spoon.

Tara came in. "Can I talk to you, Ava?"

"Sure." She followed her outside.

"I need to get to the police station. Gemma turned herself in. She's terrified about something and I need to go and talk to her."

"Why would she do that?" It didn't seem like Gemma. Especially since she had made such an effort to get the hell away earlier.

"I don't know, that's why I need to get down there." Tara looked worried.

"Ok. Do you want me to wait here?"

"Neeta'll stay with Abel but if you could wait here it would be great."

"Sure." Ava shrugged.

"Somethings going on." Tara said and sat down on a chair in the hallway.

"I know." Ava admitted. Apparently she wasn't the only one who had noticed. "I guess you're in the dark as well?"

"Yeah. Jax hasn't told me anything." She sighed and got up. "I'm going to see what the hell Gemma is doing and then I'll talk to Jax. I'll call you."

"Sounds good." She gave her a hug before she hurried off and then went back into the kitchen.

"Problems?" Neeta asked and gave her an evaluation look as she entered.

"I honestly don't know." She sat down again. "But I'm sure coffee could ease the tension."

Neeta smiled and poured her a cup. Ava had a feeling that this would be a long day.

-o0o-

Thanks to the former professional masturbator Chuck, they had the two millions they needed to pay for Jimmy. They had the location and the time.

They were sitting around the table again. With two hours while Eddie was cutting the prints they were fine tuning the plan.

"I want two bags." Clay said and pointed at Bobby. "You, Juice and Cuckie will put one million in each bag. Piney and Tig make sure all weapons are ok. We'll have the heavy one's in a bag in the front seat."

"Shouldn't we be packing them?" Tig asked. "It's risky even with the big guns on us."

"If we show up with those weapons visible they'll know somethings off. We bring them, all the bodies we got but we're keeping them hidden. If we can get out of there without pulling them it's the best way."

"They'll notice the moneys fake." Bobby said.

"Putlova isn't going to look at them with us watching. One of his goons are gonna go through it instead." Jax said. "He'll probably wait until he's alone in the car and they'll come after us but by then we have Jimmy and we can draw them into the trap."

Jax was probably right. He was usually right when it came to stuff like that and Happy trusted him. At the same time he agreed with Tig. It was risky to not have proper weapons.

"If we keep the hardware in the front seat and with Tig next to it and the rest of us not to far from the van it could work even if they open fire. We can protect ourselves with the guns until we get to the van." Bobby said and Tig finally nodded, he didn't look pleased but he agreed.

"I want Juice and Hap with me, really fucking close to the car." Tig said.

"Sure." Clay agreed. "Hap drives the Van with the prospects in the back with Jimmy."

Happy nodded. He wasn't too pleased about driving a fucking cage but this wasn't the time to be picky. He was going to do whatever needed to be done.

"How do we do the switch?" He asked. They already knew that they had to get Jimmy out of the Van before drawing the Russians into the ATF-trap. The Van needed to be empty before that.

"We can't spare anyone, we need each and everyone at the site for the exchange." Clay said. "We're going to need someone else. Not a member." He looked at Jax.

"No fucking way!" Jax said and Happy couldn't blame him. But at the same time Clay had a point. They needed bodies and Tara could get in an out of the area and knew the surroundings. They also needed someone they could trust. "What about a prospect?"

"No. We need both of them in the back of the Van." Clay shook his head. "They'll both go with her in the car to the garage."

Jax finally agreed but he didn't look pleased. "The ATF will cut the Russians off so we'll need to dump the van there." He pointed at Happy. "You'll need to get out of it and jump behind one of us."

"You can ride bitch with me, Hap." Tig said and was suddenly very cheerful. Hap didn't ride bitch and he was about to protest until he realized that if Clay could get Jax's Old Lady involved he probably didn't give a shit about what he thought about riding bitch. So he nodded and gave Tig the finger. He would never hear the end of this. Fourteen months inside with a gloating Tig wasn't something he didn't looked forward to. Months of comments like 'that time you rode bitch behind me'.

"The next part of the plan is already set. Any questions?" Clay said.

They all shook their heads. As the got ready they'd go through it all again, probably several times with every detail checked and double checked.

Happy felt a hand in the neck lining when they walked out to the bar.

"New ink?" Chibs asked.

"Yeah."

"What is it?" Tig was trying to have a look.

"Grace." He said and walked a little faster. He didn't want any questions about it, it wasn't any of their fucking business. Tig was about to say something so he turned around, nailed him down with a look and fucking dared him to say something.

"Ok." Tig said and then picked up a bag and went to the gym where they stored their guns. He might be an ass in some ways, but he knew what was off limits.