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This one takes place when Lemmy is almost two and Grace is almost eleven. Now, before you freak out, the prequel to this will be up really soon. It needs to go up between the next chapter of Crooked Rain and the one after that so the wait won't be long.

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Happy was sitting in the couch and was looking at Ava sleeping next to him. She was facing away from him and towards the backrest, holding her arm around Lemmy.

Lemmy was sick, he had a high temperature and was snotty as hell. That was probably the only reason that Ava was anywhere near him at the moment. She hadn't talked to him in days other than the basic things when the kids were around. That's why he was sitting here like some pussy, taking any chance to look at her when she didn't have that fucking distaste in her eyes.

There was a rumble in the stairs, if hadn't heard it a thousands of times before he would've thought someone was falling down the stairs but by now he knew that it was what it sounded like when Grace down the stairs. She came into the living room and leaned over Ava to look at Lemmy. "Are they sleeping?"

"Yeah."

"Ok." She climbed up into his lap and put her arms around his neck and pressed her nose to his cheek. She wanted something and he smiled. At least one of his girls still loved him.

"What, Sugar."

"Nothin'..."

"Don't try. Whatta you want?"

She leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "Nothin'."

"Am I going to have to tickle you to find out?" She was still ticklish as hell and it was the best way to make her yield and talk.

"No." She pressed her face against his neck this time. "Can I ask you something?"

"You know it, honey."

She was quiet a while. "Lemmy calls you dad."

"Yes..." Happy was holding his breath. He knew where he hoped this was going. She'd called him dad a couple of times before, the first time almost three years ago. It had happened now and then when she was upset or really eager but never on purpose.

"I know you're not my real dad and all..."

He interrupted her by leaning back and putting his hand on her cheek. "I'm your real dad, Sugar. In all the ways that count."

She looked at him while chewing the insides of her cheek, he saw tears forming in her eyes. "Can I call you dad?"

"Honey. It would make me really happy and proud if you did that." He dried her cheeks before giving her a kiss. "I'd like it alot."

"Love it?"

"Yes. I'd love it."

She climbed up so she was on her knees in his lap and with her arms around his neck she gave him a kiss. "Thank you... Dad."

He honestly though his fucking heart would bust when he heard that. Grace calling him dad, on purpose. She couldn't have picked a better time either. He really needed that right now.

"You're welcome, Baby Girl. Thank you." He stroke her hair. There was one thing who could make this day even better. "Go and get you helmet."

"A ride?" She had a huge smile on her lips.

"Yeah." He needed a fucking ride. He needed to get out of the house and he wanted her with him.

She took off and once she was out of sight he sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"I love you."

He snapped his head towards Ava, not sure if he had actually heard her say that. "What?"

She turned her head and looked at him. "I love you."

He got up and knelt down next to her couch with his arm around her. This was the first time she'd talked to him in a week and he was gonna take this chance. "I'm really sorry."

"I know."

"And I love you."

She turned slightly and he could see the tears in her eyes. For the thousandth time he felt like a complete fucking asshole. Like the lowest of creatures and he wasn't used to that. The only one who had made him feel like that was his mom. And once again he wished that Ava was like normal women who screamed and threw things instead of this fucking silent treatment or calm reasoning. He couldn't handle that, it drove him insane and put him in a state of complete panic.

He needed her, she was what kept him grounded. She was his warm, beautiful woman who could make any shit disappear with just a smile and he had fucked that up.

He hesitated for a second and then reached for her to dry her cheeks. She didn't turn away, instead she turned around and sat up. She moved to sit with her legs on either side of him jus like she used to do. He waited. Usually she put her hands on his face and smiled at him. And when she did just that, he took a deep breath. There was no-one else who he did this for, kneeled.

She still didn't say anything, just looked at him and then gave him a weak smile before leaning forward. When she kissed him he closed his eyes and pulled her closer.

When her lips left his and she hugged him instead, he groaned and she laughed silently into his ear.

"Again," she said and he hugged her even tighter. He smiled. That was usually his line and he understood.

"I love you, Ava."

He felt her lips on his neck and she kept kissing him, moving over his jaw, up his chin but before she was back at his lips she stopped. He looked up and straight into her golden eyes and saw her smile.

"Again."

He caressed her face and simply took a kiss instead of waiting for one. "I love you."

"Remember that."

"I will."

He kissed her again, pressing himself towards her and smiled at her moan, completely forgetting Lemmy lying on the couch just behind her. He was so relieved to have her this close again, to taste her and feel her.

"Dad?"

He let go of Ava and turned around. Grace had an embarrassed smile and was holding her helmet in front of her.

"Sorry, honey."

"We don't have to go," she said.

Happy looked at Ava who still smiled at him before turning back to Grace. "Yes we do." He got up but gave Ava another kiss. "We'll be back soon."

"Ok," she looked at Grace. "Give me a hug, honey."

He watched Grace hugging Ava and then they took off.

-o0o-

"What did you fight about?"

"It was... grown up shit."

"Oh. Ok." She looked down on the ground. "But you're friends now?"

"I don't know. We're getting there." He hugged her closer. "It'll be fine." This time he actually believed it. They could fix this. He could fix this.

"Mrs. Rodriguez is the hottest mom of all the parents at our school but my mom has the best voice."

"I think your mom is pretty hot. Don't you?"

"Cut it out," she made a disgusted face. "I can't say that about my mom. She's my mom!"

"Who's the hottest dad then?"

"Mr. Daniels. Shane's dad." She didn't even hesitate and Happy laughed. "You're the most badass dad though."

"According to Peter?" He was wondering where she got this from.

"No. According to everyone. They did a list."

"Who did?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, kids at school."

"And I was the most badass dad?"

"Yeah." She smiled at him. "It's totally true."

He was pretty pleased with that. "What else was on the list?"

"It was a really long list. It had like different stuff about the parents on it. And the students."

"Who was the hottest girl then?"

"You can't call a kid hot but Katie was voted the pretties." She made a face when she said it. Grace hated Katie.

"Where you on the list?"

"No." She tried to make it sound like she didn't care but he knew better.

"I think your the most beautiful girl at school."

"I know but that's kind of your job."

"My job?"

"Yeah, you're my dad. You're supposed to think I'm the most beautiful girl in the world."

Happy laughed and looked at Grace. "Well, good thing you are then. Makes my job easier."

On one hand he wished she felt better about herself and realized how beautiful she was. On the other... once she grew up and other guys noticed how beautiful she was, because they would... he'd be very pleased about being known as the most badass dad.

She bumped him in the side and laughed as well. "Are you and mom gonna be ok?"

"Yeah. We will." He kissed her hair. "Don't worry about it."

-o0o-

He had some business at the clubhouse but came home fairly early so Ava was still up when he got back. He found her in the library.

She put the book on the side table next to the armchair when he came in and looked at him. He halted, not sure about where they were standing. If they actually were ok. It had felt like that earlier.

She extended her arms towards him and he smiled before going up to her and lifted her up from the armchair, turned around and sat down into it with her in his lap.

"Wanna talk?" He said and stroke his thumb over her chin and jaw.

"No," she took his wrist and kissed the palm of his hand. "I think we've said everything."

"Yeah." He smiled at her. "According to Grace you've been voted the mom with the best voice at her school."

Ava laughed. "And you?"

"Most badass dad."

"That is true." She leaned closer. "She wants to call you dad."

"Yes." He carefully kissed her lips. "Is that why you forgave me?"

"No. I had already done that, I just needed to stop being angry at you."

"And you're not anymore?"

"Not at the moment."

He noticed the dress and the fact that she had bare legs. He really, really hoped that she'd forgiven him enough to let him fuck her. He missed that like hell. He ran his hand up her calf and licked her lips.

"How not mad are you?"

She smiled at him and then he saw it. That teasing look he loved.

"You're not getting any but you can give me head."

Happy could live with that. Simply since he knew that if he got her horny enough she'd be begging for his dick.

He stood up and sat her down in the armchair again. Her eyes didn't leave him. Once again he was on his knees in front of her and it didn't bother him. Truth was, he liked it as long as no-one else saw it.

He reached up underneath her dress and pulled down her underwear. Once they were off he ran his hands along the outside of her thighs, grabbed her hips and pulled her down until he was resting on the edge of the seat. He kissed the inside of her left thigh, from the knee and to the groin. When he leaned back again she hissed and he smiled. He knew he would get some if he did this properly. He moved to her right knee and kissed the inside of that thigh as well.

Ava was still looking at him and he held her eyes with his as he leaned forward again and pressed his tongue between her lips into her and noticed she was wet. He licked all the way up to her clit. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

Happy had always liked to do this to Ava but this time it was more to it. Using words had never been his thing and he wasn't a sweet guy. They mostly teased each other. This, making her moan, that was how he showed her how much he loved her. He was the only living man who'd had her and the only one who she had ever liked to have sex with. And she used to like it, more that a little.

She tried to sit up and he pressed her back into the armchair. To his surprise she simply took his hand and sat up again, looking into his eyes.

"You're not calling the shots today," she said with a smile and Happy groaned when he saw the look in her eyes.

She pushed him back towards the bookshelf and straddled him, licking herself off his face and kissed him. Before he knew how, she'd pulled down his pants and he was inside her. He closed his eyes and felt all of that amazing fucking pussy. He had missed it. The bookshelf in his back wasn't that comfortable but he wasn't going to complain. Not as long as she kept doing this to him.

He felt her grab his shirt and his eyes flew open when she ripped it open. The woman was tearing the clothes of his body and he was so fucking close to coming when he saw the look in her eyes while she was doing it. She was... wild. It didn't matter what she'd said, she was still pissed. Extremely pissed and even more horny.

He wanted to take off the dress, he wanted those breasts in the open but when he tried she grabbed his throat and pushed him towards the bookshelf. And with one hand holding his throat and the other holding on to the bookshelf behind him she fucked him. There was no other word for it. The woman was fucking his brains out and he loved it.

His balls was clearly signaling that if she didn't slow down he would come and he tried to catch her hips to slow her down.

"Don't!"

"Ava, I'm.."

"Shut up! And don't you dare come yet."

Happy smiled. Her bossing him like that didn't help, rather the opposite. He held off but eventually he had two choices, he would blow a load or he could take control.

He grabbed her hands, held them over her head and pushed her to her back. Still inside her he nailed her to the thick carpet on the floor. They laid still for a while and he looked into her eyes before carefully kissing her.

When she relaxed he started moving again, slowly at first but very soon he did his best to fuck her through the floor into the basement. She was getting close as well and when she threw her legs around his hips, when every single breath from her turned into a cry and when he felt her contracting around him, he came with her.

They laid still next to each other on their backs, her dress was still around her waist and his jeans down at his feet. He turned towards her.

"It won't happen again."

"How do you know?" Her eyes were still closed.

Every single thing he wanted to say was so fucking sappy it made him gag. He shook his head. "I know."

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "You're not the one who need convincing, Happy."

He sighed. "Because I love you." He stroke her cheek. "And I don't ever want you to look at me that way again."

"What way?"

"Like you couldn't stand the sight of me." He pulled her closer. "I..." This was unbelievably hard. "I need you and when I thought you..." He had been so sure she was about to leave and it had hurt in ways he hadn't been able to imagine and he would never fucking admit that to anyone, not even her. "I know I don't tell you this shit often enough."

She laughed a little and took his hand. "I don't need to hear shit. But I need you to be honest with me when you do say shit."

"Ok." He kissed her. "I love you."

"You don't need to make that a habit. I like it when you tell me on special occasions."

"Good." He wanted to save if for those times as well. Every time he said it her eyes grew big and she smiled at him. It didn't matter how pissed or sad she was before he said it. "I still need to hear it quite often though."

"I know you do." She rolled up on top of him and looked him straight into the eyes. "Don't hurt me again."

"I can't promise that I'll never hurt you again or fuck up but it won't be like this. I can promise that."

"That sounds fair." She kissed him. "I can live with that."