Happy was doing the one thing he honestly never thought he would have to do. Lifting the phone to his ears he waited for someone to answer, watching Clay watch him intently.
"Hello?" A deep commanding voice boomed from the other end.
"Is this Hades Demario." Hap asked, knowing it had to be him.
"Yea, who's asking?"
"Uh, my names Happy Lowman." He said gruffly, not wanting to waste too much time with pleasantries. "I'm calling about Alessia." He could almost feel the mood change.
"What's wrong? Is my baby ok?"
Not knowing how to tell this man that his daughter had been kidnapped and taken to Belfast by a man he had trusted Happy paused. He didn't know what to say. Giving Clay a look, he stuttered.
"Well, uh, she, uh…" Was all he could say before he felt the anger well up inside of him. He should have never let her leave that morning, he was so fucking stupid. Letting Clay take the phone and explain to Hades what had happened he sat down. He was going to kill Jimmy and anyone else who had something to do Alessia's kidnapping. Watching Clay finish the conversation and hang up, he took his phone back from Clay.
"He's going to have some of his men meet us in Belfast." Happy heard Clay say the rest of the club as they started loading up the black van. "I'm going to go say goodbye to Gem. I'll meet you guys at the hanger." He said before heading off with Jax and Tig. Taking a spot in the back of the van, he set his bag between his legs. I'm coming baby. Just hold on a little longer.
Ooooooooo
It had been two days since Jimmy had drugged her and flown her to Belfast. He had taken her to some shitty cabin in the woods with Abel and had his men watching over her every move, telling them that if she tried to run, shoot her.
"But I know she'll be a good little lass and stay put." He had said before leaving, rubbing his fingers across her cheek.
Staring out of the bedroom window she wondered if he would kill her. Situations like this always ended with at least one party dead. And poor Abel, she could hear his whimpering from the next room. She needed to get them out of there. Trying to form some type of escape plan in her head she heard a soft knock at the door before it swung open.
"Get yer shoes on girl. We're leaving." One of Jimmy's men said to her, motioning for her to come with him. Standing up and walking past him she made her way to the front room and picked up her chucks. Leaning down to tie them she noticed the man watching her, checking out her ass as she was bent over. Telling herself to keep moving she leaned back up and headed for the front door, opening it and walking out into the secluded drive. Waiting for him to unlock the car and let her in she took in as much of her surroundings as possible, she may need to remember this later to save Abel. Driving for what seemed like hours Alessia tried to memorize every turn, every stop. Left. Right. Right. Pulling up beside a massive church the car stopped. The man in the front seat got and walked over to open her door. Knowing it was just him and that she may not have another chance, she waited for him to close the car door behind her before she made her move. Kicking her leg up and planting it firmly into his back as he slammed into the car. Watching him turn around she balled her right hand into a fist and cold cocked him in the temple. Not waiting to see what he would do, she took off running through the streets of Belfast, not caring where she was going, only knowing she needed to get away from this area.
Ooooooooo
The Belfast extension of the Sons had welcomed them graciously, letting them know they would help with whatever they needed. They had finished meeting with both of their charters and Hades men. Jimmy was in Belfast and had Abel and Alessia. Knowing that they were one step closer to where they needed to be eased their tension some. Although it didn't help that Jimmy had kept throwing roadblocks into their path nearly killing them. Happy was tired of the bullshit and games. He was ready to blow the head off the next little prick who tried to stop them.
"Hey baby. Why are you over here looking all sad?" A red headed sweetbutt asked coyly, pressing her tits into his arm.
"Don't fucking touch me tramp." He barked at her making her jump and walk away.
"Calm down killer." Jax said, clapping him on the shoulder, taking a seat next to him. "Don't take it out on her."
"I can't stop worrying about her Jax. I just want her in my arms again."
"I know the feeling brother, I know the feeling." He said before getting up and leaving Happy to think. Taking a sip of his beer he got up. He was tired and wanted tomorrow to be here sooner. They had gotten word from a priest as to where Jimmy was hiding and tomorrow they were going to find him. Come hell or high water he was going to have Alessia back in his arms. Walking up the stairs on the side of the building he turned back to watch as Jax beat the living shit out of a dark haired Irishman. That made him smile.
Oooooooooooo
As the sun began to rise Alessia finally felt safe enough to leave her hiding place in the alley. She has sat cowering all night by the dumpster, listening to the sounds of people and passing cars, praying that none of them were Jimmy or his men. Walking down the street she tried to take in her surroundings, trying to remember the way she had come. Crossing the street her thoughts went back to Abel. She needed to go back for him, she wouldn't leave till he was safe in her arms. Looking around she spotted a beat up car parked near her. Not wanting to stop and look suspicious she opened the door, silently thanking the owner for not locking it, and slid into the driver's seat, closing the door. Leaning down she pried the piece under the steering wheel open and began to search through the wires. Reaching up to the glove box, she popped it open, hoping to find something to use to cut. Smiling, she felt her hand run over a box cutter. Quickly pulling it out she reached back under the steering wheel and worked her magic. Thanking Opie for teaching her how to hot wire cars when she was younger, she shifted gears and took off.
Hours later she was finally on the road she needed. Driving fast she was surrounded by forest. She clutch the box cutter into her hand. She didn't know how she was going to pull this off but she was willing to risk her life trying. Pulling the car over about a mile from the cabin, she drove it into the forest, hoping to hide it from view of any one passing by. Walking in the trees she made her way up to the house, keeping low and hidden. There was only one car there. One man and a baby she thought, slowly walking the perimeter from the tree line to the back of the house. Staying low she snuck up to the sliding glass door and peeked in. Sitting in the living room, feet propped up on the table with a beer in had a large grey haired man sat watching TV. Making sure he wasn't paying attention anywhere else she slowly slid the door open and crawled in, closing it silently behind her. Peeking her head around the cupboard she was crouched behind her heart began to pound. She slid across the floor, keeping an eye on the guy in the living room as he laughed loudly at something on the TV. Standing up along the wall she slowly started making her way down the hallway towards the room they kept Abel in. Opening the door she saw him laying a playpen, sucking on an empty bottle. Feeling like her heart was about to come out of her chest she stepped forward. Seeing her move towards him, recognizing her face, he began to wail and reach for her. She froze. Hearing the man in the living room yell something and throw the beer bottle into the wall she didn't know what to do. He was going to come in here any minute and there was nowhere for her to hide. Thinking fast she wedged herself behind the door, pushing herself into the corner as far as she could in case he flung the door open. Holding the box cutter at the ready she waited as he opened the door.
"Ye always fuckin cryin boy. Shut ye fucking trap." He screamed at Abel, making the baby cry harder. Waiting for him to lean down she rushed out from her spot behind the door and slammed the box cutter's blade into him. He screamed and grabbed his back as she continue to stab ferociously. Trying to turn to her to knock the blade out of her hand he grabbed at her, ripping her grandmother's cross from her neck. He was stopped. She had, with her full force, jammed the box cutter into the side of his skull. Falling to his knees before her she watched as the life left his eyes and he fell forward, blood starting to pool around him.
Not wanting to wait around and see if anyone else would come she grabbed Able out of the playpen and walked out to the living room. Quickly putting him in the car seat that sat by the door she grabbed the keys off the side table and ran for the parked car. After strapping Abel in safely she was flying down the road. She had no idea where she was going to or to who.
Ooooooooooooooo
Surrounding the small cabin, Happy and the boys of SAMCRO and SAMBEL closed in. They had found a car parked in the woods a ways back and knew they were on the right track. Kicking in the front door, guns drawn, they invaded the house. Happy quickly started searching through each room until he swung the door open to find a dead man on the ground in front of an empty playpen, surrounded by blood with a box cutter jutting out of his head. He dropped his gun to his side and hollered down the hall to the guys Letting Tig and Jax step around him to take a look Happy wondered what this ment. Were they too late?
"Looks pretty fresh." Tig said, poking into the dead guys arm. "Not very stiff yet. Wonder who did this to him."
"I think I have a pretty good idea." Jax stated, picking up Alessia cherished cross, chain broken, out of the pool of blood. "Let's head back to the clubhouse to regroup, she couldn't have gotten far."
Happy smiled, taking the broken necklace from Jax as they walked out the front doors. She was alive.
Ooooooooooooooooo
Making her way back into the town, Abel sleeping soundly in the backseat, Alessia thought about what to do next. Remembering that she had heard someone talking about a chapter of the club being out here she headed for an area populated with people. She was going to find them and have them contact the club back home. Pulling up beside a young blonde haired girl with light eyes who was carrying several plastic bags, she rolled down her window.
"Um excuse me miss. I'm not from around here and I'm pretty lost." She said as the girl walked over to her, adjusting some of the bags. "You wouldn't happen to know where I could find the motorcycle club the Sons of Anarchy would you?"
"What ya needin from em?" The girl asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
"Just a friend from SAMCRO looking to have a friendly chat." Alessia told her. By the look she had given Alessia at the mention of the Sons, she knew this girl had to know where they were.
"Seems like everyone from SAMCRO has come for a visit." She laughed to herself, making Alessia sit up straighter in the car. "If you want ta give me a lift I'll take ya back to the club." The girl offered.
Nodding, she popped the trunk for the girl to deposit her bags and pulled off once she was in the car. Listening to her small talk and occasional directions they drove their way to a crappy looking store with a huge fenced in compound attached to it. Indicating that they were here Alessia took Able from the car and helped grab some of the bags. Taking them through the store and into a back office the girl told her to wait, that she would be right back.
Oooooooooo
Walking up behind Jax and the other guys Trinity cleared her throat.
"Not now darling." Jax said, giving her a stern look. "We're busy."
"Well when yer not busy there's a black haired woman with a babe in my mother's office. Said she was a friend of SAMCRO and was lookin ta chat." She huffed out, watching every eye turn to look at her as she walked away. She watched out of the corner of her eye as all the members of SAMCRO jumped up, Happy and Jax in the lead, as they took off running to the store.
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