A/N: So here's the next one. I know I have been kinda absent, but I have been outrageously busy and I have finally finished the chapter in a way I am happy with.

This one is more happy, of course, than the previous one. Still angst tho, welcome to Sons of Anarchy where the angst pisses me off more than my family does. Not as bad as Supernatural tho... Anyway...

So be aware that Cages does react to things differently than other women because she has a different mindset than other women. Not all women react the same when it comes to being raped. I know this from experience.

Sorry 'bout typos, it's late and Imma tired ass bitch. XDDD

Disclaimer: I don't own Sons of Anarchy, Kurt Sutter does.

Chapter 7

Happy watches as Luann runs out of her daughters hospital room, tears streaming down her face, shaking her head. "Holy shit." He turns his head and watches as Chibs and Tig rush into the room.

Jax walks out, tear stains on his face and Happy has to take a step back, everything within the past 24 hours too overwhelming for him to think about.

"We have to take care of this shit. It has gone to far down for us to act like it's not something that needs to be immediately taken care of. We gotta find this fucker and make him pay. No one does that to her and lives."

Happy nods, agreeing whole heartedly. When he walked into that club house. When he saw the chaos that was there, he knew. He knew. His stomach dropped immediately because he knew. Happy knew that he was there and that he hurt his ginger. And when he finally saw her... Happy has never felt so much anger in his entire life. Everything was red. Everyone was gone, except her. She was the only one that existed. And she was bloodied under his watch. She was fucking raped. He swallows back bile as his hands shake.

He cannot wait until they get their hands on that fucker. Then he can show everyone what a real monster looks like. He will fucking rip him apart piece by piece and he will enjoy every fucking moment of it. Nate will pay for what he has done to his club. For what he has done to his woman. Even if she doesn't know it yet, the moment she kissed him, he claimed her and he will fucking destroy anyone that even thinks of challenging that.

"What're we gonna do, VP? He -rape. He-he raped her." Juice stutters, tears shining in his eyes and Happy has to take deep breaths in order to stop his hands from shaking. Fuck all this emotional shit.

"We look through every camera and we track him down. We find out his movements. His fucking plan. Once we know where he's gonna be next, we grab him. Then-"

"Then we'll make him scream louder than a fucking banshee." Happy supplies. "We make him feel more pain than he's ever imagined." He mumbles, staring into the door of the room where his ginger lies, bruised and beaten. Because he left. Because he wasn't there. None of them were. And she was broken because of their stupidity.

Happy watches as Juice and his VP nod silently, seeming to be lost in their thoughts. Tig and Chibs walk out of them room with sad smiles on their face and shake their heads. "That is one hard core bitch." Tig mutters and slaps his chest. "You're turn brother, she wants to see you killa." He swallows as his brothers all look at him, different looks in their eyes.

"You better not fuck with her Happy. Brother or not, I will fucking kill you." Jax tells him and he swallows once more, for once, actually slightly intimidated by the man.

He slowly makes his way into her room and has to blink away the red that clouds his vision when he spots her beaten face. Cages is pretty; she's not the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, but she is the prettiest and her personality just makes her all the more hotter. But now, now, with her face after what's happened to her, he doesn't even want to look at her. Look at what he could have been avoided if he stayed.

Both of her eyes are swollen and bruised, the blue of them looking brighter than normal. Her cheeks are cut and bruised, swollen from the hits she took. Her mouth has blood on the right corner and her bottom lip is pretty ugly. Her nose is bruised and looks broken. Her head has gauze cover certain parts and he feels sick thinking about the rest of her body and the beating it suffered. "Come here, you asshole." She mutters and he sighs shakily at the sound of her voice, closing the door, he sits next to her on the bed.

He doesn't say anything, just stares at her, his stomach churning while he inspects the damage at a closer level. She rolls her blue eyes and his heart twists in his chest at the action. Cages lifts her hands and strokes his face and he closes his eyes. Happy has never had a soft moment with a women like this before. Only has his mom and Gemma ever touched him so softly like this. His stomach slowly untightens and his heart kicks hard in his chest. Jesus. What the fuck is happening?! He holds back the urge to throw something in outrage at his reaction towards her.

"You fuck any of my ma's girls?" She demands, snapping him out of his haze and he glares at her, the irritation back and the moment over.

"No." He mutters, pulling away from her. Cages hisses as she sits up and he freezes, grabbing her wrist.

"I'm fine." She mutters back and he scoffs, letting go of her wrist, furious with her for being so strong.

"Don't fucking lie." He tells her and she glares back at him, even with her facial injuries.

"Don't fucking tell me what to do, Lowman. You know I don't take orders wel-" He presses his lips to hers softly and she freezes. He pulls back quickly, realizing that she was just forced into being kissed right after she was raped.

"Oh hell no!" Cages yells and his eyes widen as she grabs his face and smashes their faces together. He tries not to go too hard, considering her split and busted face, but she bites his bottom lip and he growls, his beast awakening. He wraps his large arms around her small waists and licks the bottom of her lip and she opens her mouth and he plunders his tongue in. She groans, dragging her nails on the base of his head and he growls, his hands tightening. She tastes like pure heat, blood, and dirt, something he has been waiting to taste for a very long time.

Their teeth clash and he just kisses her harder, all of his fury and confusing emotions going into his attack. She takes it all in stride and matches it with her own. Cages pulls away when it becomes hard to breathe and they both pant, staring at one another. Happy immediately notices how dark her eyes are and tries to ignore the tightening of his pants.

"All I can give you is that for now. I can't fucking handle anything else yet." She tells him and he swallows, nodding. "Don't fucking think like the others Hap. This isn't my first rodeo. This one might be bad, but it isn't the worst, so if you even fucking think about treating me like I might break, then don't even think about putting that mouth on mine again." Cages crosses her arms and he smirks.

"Whatever ginger." She narrows her blue eyes at him and he can't help but kissing her once more.

A knock at the door breaks them apart and he looks up to see Clay. "Gotta go, Hap. Club shit." He nods and kisses her once more.

"And you better not fucking think of fucking anyone else with me going on right beside you or I will fucking kill a bitch and a psycho biker." He bites down a growl at her threat and adjusts himself in his pants. Hearing her speak about him so possessively really does shit for him.

"Watch yourself ginger." He mutters, kissing her one last time before walking out of the room. Clay gives him a look and he ignores him, walking straight out of the hospital. Damn thing is releasing fucking fumes, getting him all fucked up in the head.

Jax sighs as he waits for Otto. The main reason for him visiting, well, it was to give a club update, but it seems as though there are more important things that need to be discussed with one of the club's oldest members. Or really, a more important person. How the fuck am I gonna tell him? This is the second time this has happened since he was put away. And it's all my fucking fault. I should've stayed. Someone should've stayed.

"Jax." The long haired man smiles at him and Jax has to bite back a curse at his thoughts. Otto Delaney is one hell of a man. He takes care of business and has always been extremely loyal for the club. He takes the hits for the club, at least he takes the law when it comes. Out of every brotha, no one has seen more time than Otto Delaney. Otto has a family, a wife and a red headed daughter with too many issues to count, and still puts club before it all. Otto is a good man, and doesn't deserve most of the shit the club and life in general throws at him, Jax knows this, most of members do as well.

"Otto." He takes a deep breath and sit down across from the man, the tattoos on the man's arm catching his eye. Luann. Louella Cages. Zacharias Ethan. He has to look away and take a deep breath, not surprised at the next thing that comes from the man's mouth.

"This isn't a planned visit Jax. What's going down out there?" Otto has always been perceptive.

"Look, Otto. Normally I wouldn't allow this type of thing to happen to the club, but sometimes, this type of shit happens and all I can promise you is that it will never happen again." Jax shakily sighs, his hands clammy against the table.

The man's eyes narrow. "What happened? It's not Luann is it? She isn't getting involved in Caracara again is she?" Jax shakes his head. "Did she get hurt? Is it Louella?" When Jax freezes, Otto's eyes widen and his face pales.

"What happened, Jax? What happened to my Louella Mae, Jax?" Jax swallows down bile. He knew immediately after his hospital visit that he needed to be the one to tell Otto what happened to Cages, he was the reason this happened to her, and he was responsible for telling her father that he was the one that put her in the hospital.

Jax takes a deep breath. "We thought he was dead, Otto. She told us he was never gonna be a problem." He watches as a mixture of emotions play over the older man's face. Anger and understanding being the first, before denial sets in.

"No. Cages told me personally that she put enough bullets in him to kill him over 'till the next lifetime." Jax sighs and at the sound Otto slams his hands on the table, the guard standing close by stepping closer and standing up straighter.

"That's what we all thought, Otto. But then her house was trashed and she was just so paranoid. After first, she didn't go to anyone, but then..." Tears fill the older man's eyes. "I told her I would help and then..." He chokes, his voice breaking off. His stomach tightens when he notices the fury starting to lace Otto's face.

"What, Jax?! What happened to my baby?! Tell me!" He yells and the guard moves closer.

"Last night, we left to go see what Luann needed and Louella was at the club house. We-we didn't know he was there, I swear Otto. I would've stayed if I knew he was there." He promises, tears going down the blonde man's cheeks at the memory of the scene.

"He did it again didn't he?" Otto whispers softly, in pain. "He almost beat her to death. He raped her. He tortured my baby." He murmurs and the only thing Jax can do is nod, his words getting caught in the ball in his throat.

"Otto- I'm so sorry-"

"Mother fucker!" The other man roars and Jax isn't surprised by the fist coming across the table and into his face. Pain blinds him for a couple seconds, and he feels the warmth of blood going down his nose. "You promised me you would protect her Jackson! I trusted you, you fucking bastard!" He screams, trying to throw another punch, but three guards are suddenly there, restraining him.

"I'm sorry, Otto! I never meant for this to happen! I swear on my life that I will do everything I can to kill this fucker!"

"Not good enough! It was my daughter that I swore on! And she was almost killed because of it!" He screams as he's being led away.

"I swear on my life, Otto!" He yells, and puts his hands up in surrender as another guard comes towards him. "I'm leaving Sully, don't worry."

"How long you gonna be gone for?" Jax sighs and kisses her head softly.

"Not long babe. Just a couple days. Gotta go visit Uncle Jury." He smiles softly at the grin that covers his sister's face.

"Tell the old man I say hi." He nods and kisses her lips.

"Where you gonna be stayin' until I get back, Cages?" He sits on her bed, smiling at the little boy tucked into her side.

When he walked in this morning, he was very surprised to see Zach there. But, he smiled anyway and talked with the kid. With the Mayan's on their ass and this fucking Nate thing getting out of control, the last thing Cages' needs is for him to leave, but at least the rest of the club will be here to look out for her. It's been three days since he's visited Otto, and four since the day Cages was attacked and she is relatively going back to normal fairly fast. There are some things that will take longer, but she is going back to being psychotic Cages, and nothing is making Jax happier.

"Probably with Tara. Haven't really had any girl time, ya know? Plus it would be nice to talk shit about you without you overhearing everything." She smirks at him, her bruises starting to fade slightly and her swelling going down and he chuckles.

"You think you're so funny, don't'cha darlin?" Cages rolls her eyes and kisses her sons head.

"Of I do. I wouldn't be me if I wasn't funny." She nudges her son. "Wake up, baby. You're laying on momma's ribs and you're bigger than you think." He groans and buries himself deeper. Cages' face contorts and Jax quickly steps forward but the glare she shoots him is enough to keep him back.

"Zacharias Ethan. Do not make me have to get a nurse." She warns and the little boy groans again and sits up, glaring at his mother. Jax has to bite back laughter at the glares the mother and son share.

"I was sleeping momma! I missed laying on you!" Cages' face softens at that and she strokes his face.

"I know, baby. But I still need to heal before you can do that again, you can always snuggle against my side, just not on top of momma." He rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Fine." He lies back down, doing as he's told and Cages' smiles victoriously. Jax shakes his head, a smile on his face.

"He is you, ya know that?" She scoffs.

"'Course I do." They are both quiet for a moment. "You go to Nevada and have fun. We'll be fine." She tells him and his brows furrow. "I'm serious Jax, go. And don't even think of fucking any easy pussy there. Tara isn't here for the job ya know?" She winks at him and a smirk covers his face.

"Oh really?"

"Yes really, playa. Now get the fuck out. I needs my beauty rest, and your presence disrupts that." He laughs and kisses her head. She smiles at him and slowly wraps her arms around her son.

"I'm serious about the pussy Jax." She whispers when he opens the door. He freezes. "Tara didn't come back for the job. She came back because even with the life, even with your mother, she decided that that type of love doesn't die. Because for her it didn't. And I know for you it didn't either. So don't fuck it up." He sighs and walks away and she closes her eyes right as the door closes.

"Thanks again babe for letting me crash until Jax gets back." Tara smiles at her friend from where she stands next to her hospital bed.

"It's not a problem Cages. I've been kind of lonely lately anyway. It'll be nice to have someone else in that lonely house. Just to warn you, it is kind of cluttered." Cages laughs, remembering Tara's old man and his problem with soap and a trash can.

"It's OK, Tare. It'll give me something to do while you're at work." The pair share a smile and Tara quickly looks down at Cages' chart before smiling at her friend.

"Good news, Lou. You get to get out tomorrow. You're very lucky. But no stress, plenty of rest, and absolutely no fighting. Plus your regular check-ups with the hospital and your meds, you should be back pretty soon." She lectures and Louella can't help rolling her eyes. "Oh, and I think I need the Cutlass looked at later today, so after my shift in an hour, I'm gonna take it to TM to get it checked and talk to Jax. Then I'll be all yours."

"Aye Aye Doc." Tara flashes her a quick smile before rushing off to continue her rounds.

"Hey momma?" Cages smiles as her son walks out of the bathroom and snuggles up to her on her bed.

When the idea of Zach coming and seeing her in the hospital came up, she shot it down as fast as she could. It was only days ago that she was... attacked. The last thing Cages wanted was for her baby, the main reason for her to be living, to see her in such a horrific state. But then she thought of how hard it would be for her baby not to see his mother. It actually really helps now that her baby is with her. She knows that any other women, really all other women, would react differently and wouldn't let any male, or really anyone near them. But Louella is not other women. This is not her first time dealing with this shit, plus she finds comfort in men. Not sexually, but she grew up with men, she grew up around rowdy men who would do anything to make her feel better.

But sex. Sex is something that she will not be able to do for a while. It is one thing that just thinking about causes her stomach to tighten and her throat to constrict. It pisses her off, but she knows that in order for her not to fuck herself even more so emotionally, she needs to wait a little while before gettin' down and dirty. Even though Happy is looking pretty damn delicious.

Staying with Tara is something that Cages wasn't planning on doing. She was originally gonna stay with Gemma and Clay, but just thinking about the amount of sex they have and all they're constant pestering was enough for her to decide to stay with her old friend. Plus, Tara and Cages haven't really gotten a moment to just chill and talk, which sounds fantastic to Cages considering the past week. Her only concern is her son not being a brat, something she can deal with easily, and Nate coming up and deciding to crash their slumber party.

Cages has to swallow down bile at the thought of the man. She takes several deep breaths, and closes her eyes. He's not here. He's not here. He's not here.

"Yes baby?" She finally answers her son and he grins up her, his smile more beautiful than anything she has ever seen. The look taking away the pure terror and panic she felt only moments ago.

"Can I go with Auntie Tara to see Uncle Jax at TM? I promise I'll be good." She chuckles and runs a hand through her son's hair.

"'Course you can baby. Just mind Tara like you would me and there won't be any problems, Capiche?" He nods and kisses her quickly before lying back down against her.

"'Piche, momma." He mumbles, already falling asleep and she chuckles once more, peace overcoming her and silencing the storm within her head.

"'Piche baby."