"It's almost 3 in the morning Happy and my vagina hurts." Alessia groaned. Happy hadn't stopped since the front door had closed. The living room. The hallway. The shower. Now they were in bed, Happy riding her from behind. "Please." She begged. He quicken his pace to meet her on her next closing in climax.

Pulling out of her he threw himself on the bed next to her, completely spent. He felt her curl up next to him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer, nuzzling his face into the top of her head.

"Gemma's taking me out of town later today." She mumbled tiredly into his chest.

"Why?"

"Dress shopping." She smiled against him.

Knowing that shit with the Mayans wasn't good he didn't like the idea of her being out in their potential territory. He had almost lost her so many times and he wasn't willing to let it happen again.

"Take Phil with you." He grumbled.

"Hap-"

"Don't argue with me. It's not up for debate. Now go to sleep." He snapped, letting himself get comfortable.

Ooooooooooo

"Oh my god, you look beautiful." Gemma said from her seat at the bridal shop. Phil was sitting in a small white chair in the corner, looking completely uncomfortable and out of place in the white room. Alessia walked up to the mirrors in front of her and gasped. She really did look beautiful. She had tried on at least 30 dresses already and was about to give up when the consultant had pulled this dress out. Because it was a deep red color and untraditional, the lady hadn't considered it an option. It was a beautiful halter piece that hugged to her hips then flowed out in soft flowing ruffles to the floor. The consultant had pulled out a set of red silk elbow length gloves and pulling her hair up into a classy bun, turned her to the mirror.

"This is it. This is the one." She breathed, feeling an overwhelming sense of right. This was the dress she wanted Happy to see her in. Turning to Gemma, who was wiping a tear away, she smiled big to the consultant. "This is the dress."

"Oooh goody! I'll go grab our seamstress for any alterations you may need." She beamed before taking off.

"Happy is going to lose it seeing you in this." Gemma said, standing up and walking over to her. "You look so much like your mother." She said, moving a stray hair out of her face. "Things may have been shit with her but I know she would have loved to see this." She told her.

"Thanks Gem." Alessia said, turning to the little old lady who had entered the room. "Let's finish this up, I'm starving."

"Doesn't look like it will take too long Miss. Almost like this dress was made specifically for you."

Oooooooooooooo

They were sitting out on a patio of the bistro they had chosen when she noticed the men on bikes watching them.

"Where's Phil?" Alessia asked quietly.

"Bathroom. Why?" Gemma asked her, setting her fork down and tensing as Alessia watched over her shoulder.

"We need to get up and go Gemma. Call Clay once we are inside, I'll pay. There are about five Mexican bikers half a block up watching us." She told Gemma, wiping her mouth on her napkin before setting it on her plate and grabbing her purse to stand up. Gemma quickly followed, pulling out her phone as soon as they were inside. Alessia walked up to the register and paid, watching Gemma talk quickly into the phone and turn to Phil who walked out of the bathroom.

"How was it?" A young brunette asked her, swiping her Visa.

"Great. Thank you." She replied, nervously watching Phil tense and Gemma hang up. Signing the slip of paper she was handed, she watched them head to the door. Handing the paper and pen back she walked over to join them.

"They are going to meet us on our way back. Clay said to stay on busy streets as we go." Gemma told her, pulling her keys out and opening the door. Walking to Gemma's BMW they tried not to look at the men. Waiting to hear Phil's bike behind them before they pulled out they noticed the 5 men starting their bikes, ready to follow.

"Just drive Gemma." Alessia said as they pulled away and Gemma pulled a gun from her purse. "They won't do anything with so many people around." She tried to calm her.

The men followed them all the way through the town and onto the highway, always staying back a few yards from Phil's bike. Watching through the side mirror, Alessia prayed that the traffic stayed busy. 20 minutes into their drive they spied a group of motorcycles making their way towards them as the traffic suddenly died out. Hoping that this wasn't going to turn south she saw the Sons speed up, flying to them. Feeling a sense of relief, she relaxed into her seat. Looking in the mirror she watched the men stop and turn around as the Sons closed in. Driving a little further, Gemma pulled off onto the side, putting her gun back in her purse and waiting for the Sons join them.

"You ok?" Hap asked, running up to her window.

"I'm fine. Creepy fuckers followed us all the way from the restaurant." She told him. He leaned through the open window to kiss her, seeing the large white garment bag hanging in the back seat.

"You find one?" Happy asked, smiling widely.

"Yes I did. Gemma's going to keep it at her place so you can't peek." Alessia said, poking him in the shoulder.

"You know me too well woman. Let's get you guys back to Charming." He smiled, giving her one last kiss before heading back to his bike.

Ooooooooooooo

Time was dwindling down and Alessia had to finish getting ready. She couldn't believe it. Eight months ago she was picking out her dress and worrying about the war with the Mayans. Now here she was getting married and having the Mexican bikers as guests at her wedding. Time seemed to have flown by.

They were in the main building on the reservation, using it as the bridal suite. Throwing her robe off she let Susan help her into her dress. She felt the material slide up her body. Turning herself from the mirror as all of the women in the room held their breaths. Her hair was up in a tight bun with a gold band around her head. She wore her grandmothers cross and several thin gold bracelets on each wrist. Tia had done her makeup, making her look like a Greek goddess with her eyelids deep red and gold. She had opted to go barefoot, she loved the feel of the earth beneath her feet and Tia had demanded she do her toes to match her deep red nails if she was going to do so.

"Here you go sweetheart." Gemma said stepping forward, handing her the rose bouquet she had made. "Added a little something from your mom." She said causing Alessia to look down at it. Tied onto the gold ribbon that held it together she saw her mother's wedding ring. She tried hard not to cry, she hadn't seen this thing since she was a kid.

"Where did you get this?" She asked

"From me." Her father's voice answered from behind her. "You look beautiful Alessia Lynn."

"How did you get this?" She asked, turning around and walking up to him.

"Your mother mailed it to me a few years after she left. Said she couldn't stand to look at it anymore. I held onto it all this time and I never knew why. Then the day Happy told me you guys were getting married it hit me. I was saving it for this day. Your mother was a bitter woman and hard to deal with but I know deep down you wanted her to be here for this." He said effectively causing Alessia to cry.

"No! No tears." Tia suddenly yelled, running over to her with a tissue. "I worked too damn hard on your makeup." She said, dabbing at Alessia's face. The door swung open to reveal Jax and Abel in matching black suits with deep red shirts, Abel holding the pillow with Happy and Alessia's rings.

"Time to go." Jax said. "Everyone's waiting for you darlin."

Wrapping her arm around her father's, she watched as all her bridesmaids, she had chosen Susan, Tia, Megan, and Tara, filed to the door. She had picked out one shouldered long black dresses that fell straight down, knowing it would complement all of their different bodies. Looking up into her father's eyes as he tried not to cry she smiled and nodded.

"Let's do this." She said.

Ooooooooooooo

The sun was beginning to set as she began to walk down the red silk candle lit walkway to the giant redwood tree they had picked out, holding her father's arm and her bouquet, she watched the people stand as the violins began to play. Taking her first steps down the aisle she looked up, seeing Happy for the first time all day. He was standing by the pastor, his best men Tig, Juice, Jax, and Kozik, lined up behind him. He look good in his black suit pants, deep red shirt and kutt.

His breath stopped when he looked up and saw Alessia with her father. In just a few seconds his world stopped and he saw no one but her. She looked fucking beautiful. Biting his lip and looking down at his feet really quick, he looked back up as she made her way to him. Stepping forward he let Hade shake his hand and hug him before handing Alessia's hand into his. He squeezed it. Trying not to kiss her right there, he walked her up to her spot under the tree in front of him. Holding her hand he listened to the pastor speak, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I hear that the couple has written their own vows. Alessia I'll let you go first." He said.

"Happy, I never thought I would end up here with you. I knew from our first meeting that you were going to play a big role in my life. I've been through a lot over the few years and you were there every step of the way. You've protected me and shown me a love like no other. I promise to always love you and cherish my time with you. I promise to take care of you no matter what the circumstance." She said, eyeing him, knowing he knew she ment when club shit happened. She smiled hearing Gemma clear her throat from the front row next to Clay. "And I promise to keep beer in the fridge and be a fine Old Lady." She finished, laughing as Happy smiled. "Your turn."

"I really tried hard to think of some shit to say," He began, causing a few people to laugh and the pastor's jaw to drop. "and it didn't work out too well. I'm not much of a talker. All I got to say is that I love you Alessia. I'll protect you anyway I need to and I'll always take care of you." Stopping and looking over his shoulder at his smiling best men he turned back. "And I promise to treat you as good as my leather and ride you as much as my Harley." He said, some of the Sons joining in then laughing.

"By the power vested in me, by the state of California, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss her now." He said, turning to Happy.

Pulling her to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He dipped her down, holding her firmly in his arms listening to the crowd cheer and the violins play. Lifting her back up, he released her from the kiss and leaned his forehead into hers.

"I love you Mrs. Lowman." He said.

"I love you too Mr. Lowman." She smiled, kissing him again.

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