Another AN towards the end. I took a break from Anatomy and Physiology and this story just ripped at me. I needed to write, and now that it's written I need to share. More at the end. There is some smut in the second part, so if you don't like smut skip over it.

The plan had been set in motion soon after Chibs was placed into the ground. Riley had no idea how they were going to pull it off, but she knew she would die trying. She was sitting at the table, sewing her new patch onto her cut. Happy had moved into the VP position, and everyone wanted her in his spot. Tig had recovered from his beating, but no one had recovered from loosing Chibs.

Her father had called her, wanting a meeting but she told him it was too soon. She needed time to recover. It hadn't been an outright lie, she did need time. What she needed time for was to get everyone in position to kill him.

She had replaced her grief with a red hot rage. She found it hard to think of anything else but killing him. She knew she needed to be smart though, they all did. She wouldn't let anyone else die because of her.

"Hey, doll."

"Hey Tiggy."

"You doing okay?"

"I'll be better when he's dead."

"He will be. I promise you he will die."

"You set up the meeting with him about the guns?"

"Yeah. We meet him the newly renovated ice cream shop tomorrow."

"Let's hope this one doesn't blow up."

Tig laughed and sat down at his chair.

"It still feels weird sitting here, ya know."

"You look good there."

"Thanks, I think."

"The other charters on board?"

"Yeah. They are gonna hit the warehouses that we know of at the same time of the meet. Your father and his big wigs will be there."

"Good."

"You know we're gonna make it out of this, right?"

She looked at Tig and smiled softly. She knew deep in her heart she would fulfil her promise to Chibs. She knew she wouldn't make it out. She would give her life to protect the club she loved. She had considered not even sewing on the new patch. She figured it would be going to someone else soon enough. It meant the world to her though, to know that the club had that much faith in her.

"I'm gonna go spend the rest of the day with my husband, if that's okay."

"Of course, doll. I'll call if I need you."

She got up and kissed Tig on the top of the head. She looked at him sitting in the chair, with his big blue eyes looking back at her. She squeezed his shoulder and told herself to remember him like that. Tig did some stupid things, but he would lead the club with every fiber of his being. She walked out and hopped on her bike, heading home.

Happy was sitting on the couch, drinking, when Riley pulled up. He tried to hide it, but not being able to save Chibs destroyed him. He had the same position when Jax died, but he knew that was coming. He had been part of the plan to save the club. This was different.

He watched her walk in and he could see the sadness in her eyes. She was sporting her new patch and it looked damn good on her. He watched her hang it up by the door next to his.

"Come here."

She walked over to him, and he pulled her onto his lap.

"I love you, Riley."

"I love you too, Happy."

"You sure?"

"More sure than I've ever been sure about anything."

"Tig said we have the day off."

"Yeah."

"What do you want to do?"

"I want you to make love to me."

"I think I can do that."

Happy scooped her up and carried her back to the bedroom. She hadn't wanted much to do with him since Chibs died, so there was no way in hell he was going to turn her down. He laid her down in the bed and gently climbed on top of her. He kissed her passionately and ran his hands over every inch of her body, never feeling like it was enough. He slowly undressed her and let her do the same to him. He felt connected to her in a way he hadn't in a long time. He reached over the grab a condom, but she grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Don't worry about it."

"What if you get pregnant?"

"I'm not worried about it."

He looked at her and hesitated. He didn't get the feeling that she wasn't worried about being pregnant but more so that she wasn't worried about any consequences. She pulled him down into a kiss and he quickly forgot about his train of thought. He felt her wrap her legs around him, opening herself up for him. He slid inside her and began moving. She moaned out as they continued to kiss and devour each other. It felt like hours that they were intertwined before they both climaxed together.

Happy rolled off of her but held her close. He looked down to see tears streaming down her face, that he quickly wiped away.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"You know how much I care about you, right?"

"Of course."

"You know I'd do anything for you."

"Riley, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just please always remember that I love you. Always."

Happy wiped more tears from her face and held her to his chest. He had a bad feeling about the next day, and how she was acting just made it worse. They fell asleep together with the weight of the world on their shoulders.

It was go time. There were five warehouses to cover, and they had more than enough men to cover it. Alvarez had pulled in his guys to cover one as well. The Sons collectively were concerned about trusting him, but Riley knew they needed them to take her father down. Tig was at the meet, Happy and her would be there soon.

As they drove towards the ice cream shop, Riley felt calm. The days since Chibs had died felt like an eternity to her. She was obsessive over killing her father. She made peace with her life and knew that everyone would be able to carry on without her. She was expendable, she was a soldier. Being in the military gave her the mindset of just being a number. Take one out, you get replaced by another. The military doesn't end just because you lose one person, SAMCRO was no different.

She felt her phone go off with a text from Tig. She pulled over and checked her phone.

No Show. You close?

Yeah. He's probably waiting for me.

Alright, I'll wait.

They pulled up to the ice cream shop and parked their bikes. She looked at Happy and he looked just as uneasy as she did. It was incredibly quiet on the whole street. It had looked like they were all evacuated.

"I'll go in the front, you take the back. Make sure no one is hiding."

"Alright."

She watched Happy pull his gun and slip through the alley. She pulled her own and walked through the front door. Tig was eating candy behind the counter.

"He didn't show."

"The street is too quiet."

Riley walked through the store looking for anything suspicious. Riley stepped forward to look at the shelves right as Tig went to walk around the counter. She heard a click and saw an explosion.

The blast knocked Tig over, and sent her flying back into the wall. She felt her back slam into the wall and an excruciating pain in her stomach. She felt her eyes get heavy and everything went black.

Happy heard the explosion, but part of the roof caved in in front of him. He frantically started moving debris, trying to get to Riley and Tig. He kept pulling for what seemed like an eternity, until he heard Riley and Tig talking.

"Ri, that you doll?"

"Yeah, Tiggy. It's me."

"You hit?"

"I'm very hit."

"Yeah, me too."

"Shit babe, you don't look so good."

"Don't feel very well, Tiggy."

"Where is Hap?"

"I don't know. We split up. He went to go in the back. Hopefully he didn't get hit since most of it seems up here."

"Shit, your mouth bleeding from getting hit or you cough that up."

"Don't worry about me. Go find Hap. We need to end this."

He heard someone moving towards him right as he pulled a huge piece of debris out of his way. Tig got to him right as more fell, causing the wall to cave in.

"Fuck! We need to get to her."

"She looks like shit, Hap. I'm gonna call an ambulance."

"Alright. I'll keep pulling."

He paused for a second when he heard more talking.

"You look like shit, Riley."

He heard a strangled laugh and he assumed it was Riley.

"All you need to do is just give up. Stop this stupid feud."

"It's not that easy and you know that."

"It's all been business, Riley."

"You fucking killed him."

"You aren't going to give up are you."

"No."

"So be it."

He heard two shots ring out followed by a thud and a strangled scream. Tig and Happy scrambled over the caved in wall and ran out into the lobby. Happy looked over and saw Rileys father, dead, on the ground. The bullet had gone through his skull. He quickly turned to see Riley bleeding slumped against the wall. She had a gun-shot wound to the chest and her abdomen was ripped open from the blast. She had a stream of blood coming from her mouth.

"RILEY!" He screamed.

He ran over to her and didn't know where to touch. He was afraid of moving her but afraid of her dying not knowing he was there. Her breathing was ragged and there was more blood than he knew what to do with. He heard the ambulance in the distance and prayed they would be quick enough.

"Riley, baby, please hear me. Please. He's dead. You did it. You killed that fucking bastard. Now don't you leave me. Riley, I love you so much. Don't leave me."

"Jesus Christ." TIg whispered.

Happy scooped her up and carried her out the door, laying her on the stretcher for the paramedics that had just arrived. They pushed the stretcher into the back of the ambulance and took off before he knew what to do. He looked down at his hands and for the first time in his life, felt nauseous as the sight of the blood on them.

She woke up looking at the stars again. This time she was on the roof though instead of the grass.

"Different this time, lass?"

She whipped her head to the side and saw Chibs. She felt tears sting her eyes as she reached for him and let him pull her into a hug.

"Christ, lass, ya'd think ya haven't seen me in years."

"I am so sorry."

"Stop that, right now."

"I am. It's all my fault. All of it. You were right."

"No, I was a damn fool. Besides, you did this right ya know. He's dead."

"I know. I always said I would do it."

"Aye, ya did. Could have done it without dying though."

"Am I dead?"

"No, you're still breathing. I think ya know that though."

"Shrapnel to the abdomen and a gun-shot wound to the chest. I don't think I'm going to wake up."

"Is that what you want?"

"This is like my prophecy. I knew I would die for the club."

"Aye, ya did say that."

She fell quiet. She had prepared herself for so long to die for the club and now she felt torn. If this was where she would spend the rest of her existance, she could be comfortable. What she realized was she would miss her life. She felt like she belonged there. She loved her husband and she loved her club. She wasn't sure she was ready to leave that behind.

"What should I do?"

"You either give in and let go, or you fight harder than you've ever fought before."

"I'm tired, Chibs."

"I know, lass, I know. But ya got a lot to fight for."

"I don't like the world without you in it."

"Ya know I'd give anything to be there for ya. At least I died around everyone I loved."

"Jerry?"

"Aye ya little shite. Ya know who I'm talking about."

Riley laughed and it hurt her chest. She reached up and felt blood.

"What-"

"I think you made up your mind, lass."

"I love you, Filip."

"And I love you my sweet Riley."

Riley went to smile again but instead screamed out in pain. Her abdomen hurt so badly. She was clinging to her chest, trying to breathe but it hurt. She closed her eyes, wishing for the pain to stop.

Happy sat in the grass, playing with his wedding ring. He was starting to get hungry, but he didn't want to leave. The only time he felt peace was when he sat there. The wind picked up but he barely felt it. He wished he could feel more. He barely even felt rage.

There was nothing to be mad about. There was no one left to hate and no one left to blame. He had tried to blame himself for how everything played out, but no one could have guess just how shitty everything would turn out.

He looked down at his VP patch and ran his fingers over it. There was one stich that was out of place. No matter how many times Riley had tried to fix it, it never came out right. It made him smile at the memory of her swearing at it, bent over in the recliner trying to make it perfect.

He then noticed the blood on it, and it made his stomach hurt. He wasn't sure who's blood it was. He had carried Riley to the stretcher, then Tig to the second ambulance that came by. Tig had walked out alright, though he had some permanent nerve damage. He hadn't been able to ride yet, but no one had the heart to kick him out of the presidents seat.

Happy closed his eyes and let his mind wander. It always went back to that day, no matter how hard he tried to think of something else. It haunted him, but it was his guilty pleasure even though it hurt like hell.

"Doc, is she out of surgery?"

"She woke up, she's asking for you."

"She's alright?"

"She's lost a lot of blood. We think we stopped the bleeding but she can't take another surgery right now."

"What does that mean?"

"Go to your wife, Mister Lowman."

Happy ran into the room to see Riley hooked up to more tubes and wires than he had ever seen. He walked to her side and took her hand.

"Riley, you awake?"

"I'm here."

Her voice was frail and raspy. They had cleaned her up, but she looked so pale. There was blood in her hair and still on her face.

"We did it, babe. He's gone."

"I know. Even fucked up I'm a better shot than you."

He felt tears sting his eyes as her failed attempt at a smile spread across her face. He was brushing her hair away from her and holding himself up so he didn't crush her.

"You're gonna pull through this, Riley."

"We both know that's not true."

"They said they think they stopped the bleeding."

"It hurts, Happy."

He wanted to die when he saw the tears well up in her eyes. He had never seen her so scared.

"You gotta fight, babe."

"I can't anymore. I'm so tired."

"The worst is over."

"I love you, Happy."

"I love you too, Riley. You hold on there, okay? Baby, I need you."

He watched as her eyes fluttered shut, and her machines started beeping loudly. Nurses and doctors rushed in and pushed him away from her. They started compressions on her, but kept talking about it popping the stitching they had just done. A nurse pushed him out of the room as they started the paddles up. They shut the door in his face, cutting his sight of his wife.

He opened his eyes and felt the tears running down his face. He hated that his mind always went to that moment. It was the last moment he ever spoke to his wife and got a response. It was the last time he ever heard her beautiful lips tell him that he loved her. She fought for three more days until her heart just quit. They said it couldn't take the trauma anymore. He would have ripped his own heart out for her if it would have made her live.

He placed his hand on her headstone, smiling at his last name on it. They had never talked about headstones, but he knew it would have made her smile. He stood up, knowing it was time to go back to the club. It had been six long months, but she would have never accepted him walking away from the club they both loved.

As much as he missed her, he knew she was finally at peace. She used to talk about coming to terms with all the things she had been through. He could still hear her.

"Someday. Someday I'll be able to breathe easy and know that I did everything possible to protect those that I love. I'll be able to look at the stars without regrets and smile at all my memories. All the hard shit, that I never thought I would survive, will just be a memory to laugh at. I'll be able to look back knowing that I'm at peace. I'll find my tranquility. I know you think I'm crazy, Hap. But I'll find it."

He smiled knowing that she had found it. His soldier had found her tranquility, and some day he would find his. Until then, he would keep living know that he had loved someone more than he ever thought possible.

My heart hurts. I'm not sure if it's from writing this, or the fact that my road with Riley is over. She was my first OC, so this is actually pretty emotional for me.

I wanted to make this story longer since the rest had so much, but it just flowed this way. There is no way in hell she would have let it go long without trying to kill her father.

I wrote two different endings for this. I wish I could have gone with the other, but it just wouldn't be true to the story. I will post up a story for one-shots and alternative twists that I have written for those of you that want to see it. I'll just label at the beginning what it is so you don't have to guess what it's replacing.

Thank you to each and every one of you that have liked, reviewed, followed or anything for this story. It's been a wild ride, that's for sure.