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She remembered when Chibs first came to Charming, she was eleven, Thomas was struggling and really sick. Her dad had brought him back from Belfast, he was transferring in from SAMBEL. He had such sad eyes, and kept to himself, Devon was drawn to him. Even though his eyes were sad, they were kind like her father's.

She was hidden out behind the oil barrels crying one day, she missed her dad, and she was worried about Thomas. She heard someone coming towards her, she stopped crying, not wanting to be found out. He sat down on the ground, leaning against the fence, hiding from the others, letting his sorrow out. She crawled out from behind the oil barrels, looking at him, through her tear stained face.

"What's wrong sweet girl?"

"I miss my daddy. Thomas is dying..." He pulled her into a hug, comforting her. "I don't think my daddy loves me anymore!"

"Oh sweet girl, he loves you so much."

"Why are you sad?" He kissed the top of her head, hugging her close.

"I miss my little girl." She cupped his face with her small hands.

"I'm sorry, I bet she misses you too!"

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Devon sit in Jax's room, Tig and Chibs leaning against the dresser, she filled them in on the last six months. She could tell they were upset with her for not telling them sooner what was going on. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

Chibs pulled her into a hug. "Sweet girl, we're your family you know you don't have to face anything on your own." She laid her head on his shoulder.

"I know, Jax, Opie, Clay, and Gemma have already..." Tig pulled her into his arms, hugging her.

"I should spank you for not telling us." She laughed at him.

"Always the perv, Tiggy!" She tried to lighten the mood. "The important thing is, I'm moving back home! She smiled at both men, Tig kissed her on the cheek. They walked out of the room together, going into the main room of the clubhouse. She went to the bar, asking for a water, scanning the room, she found Happy playing pool.

There was a red head hanging all over Happy, Devon felt a twinge of jealously shoot through her body. He did ask her to come to the party with him, he spent thirty minutes, making out, convincing her. Now, he was letting some whore push up against him? She made eye contact with him, raising her eyebrows at him.

She got up, walking outside, she sat on top of the picnic table, leaning back, she was enjoying the night air. "Hey beautiful, why don't the two of us go inside?" She opened her eyes, looking at the dark haired man leaning against the table.

"Move along" She didn't move, he grabbed her wrist trying to drag her off the table. She jerked her wrist from his grasp."Touch me again, and it will be the worst mistake you'll ever make."

"It's your job, to do what I say!" He leered at her.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Devon Teller, let that sink in for a minute." The door opened and Happy came out, seeing the man too close to her.

"Get away from her!" He growled.

"Sorry Hap, I didn't know she was taken."

"Now you know!" The Nomad, went into the clubhouse, Happy climbed on top of the picnic table pulling her close to him. His hands going into her hair, puling her face to his.

"You get tired of the whore pushing up on you?" He growled at her, his lips crashing onto hers.

"I don't want the whores, I want you D."

She pulled away from him, grinning. "You sure you want to get mixed up with me? I mean the presidents step-daughter, VP's little sister..." His lips were trailing kisses down the side of her neck.

"I'll risk it!" She wrapped her arms around him, he picked her up off the table, carrying her to his bike.

"Wait! I need to go get my purse, and let ma know I won't be home tonight, so she doesn't send the club looking for me."

"You're a grown ass woman!"

"It's just being considerate." She pulled away from him, going back into the clubhouse, grabbing her purse, she pulled out her phone sending Gemma a text before going out to Happy's bike. He looked impatient waiting for her, he handed her a helmet, she put it on climbing on behind him on his bike. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she held on tight as he took off for his home.

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As soon as they were through the door, he pulled her to him, lifting her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to his bedroom, his lips never leaving hers. Tossing her down on the bed, he pulled her clothes off of her, she was laying underneath him, in nothing but her underwear.

"Christ, your beautiful!" He stripped down to his boxers, climbing in bed with her. She wrapped herself around him, pulling him close to her. His phone rang, they both let out a frustrated groan, he got up reaching for his jeans. "Yeah! I'll be there in ten minutes." He ended the call, looking down at her. "It shouldn't take me long...do you want to wait for me?"

She smiled up at him. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you naked in bed waiting for me in my bed when I get back!" He leaned down kissing her.

She smiled up at him. "Then that's where you'll find me." She watched him get dressed quickly, leaving for the club. She laid back in his bed, pulling the blankets around her, dozing off to sleep.

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Thomas died when she was twelve, she was totally lost without him. John stayed gone to Belfast after that, Clay was comforting Gemma, Jax had Opie. Devon had no one, she felt abandoned and alone for the first time since she was six. She started focusing on dance, taking more and more classes. She didn't even mention her recitals to anyone, she was actually surprised to look out into the audience seeing two bikers.

As she made her way to the audience, Tig and Chibs were waiting for her with flowers. "Sweet girl, why didn't you tell anyone about tonight?" She shrugged her shoulders, looking at the floor.

Tig squatted in front of her, lifting her chin up. "Come on doll face, what gives?"

"No one cares about this any more. Dad is never home, ma has Clay, Jax has Opie...and I have dance."

"You always have us, don't forget that." Tig hugged her to his side, letting her go, Chibs pulled her in for a hug.

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She whimpered in her sleep, she felt rough hands on her. "D, wake up baby." Her eyes fluttered open, staring into Happy's eyes. "You okay?" He wiped the tears away from her cheeks. "Want to tell me what's going on?"

"Not really." She leaned up to kiss him, he pulled her against his chest. She leaned into him, letting his touch, push the memories away. Not all memories she had from growing up Teller were all sunshine and rainbows. There were some bad memories, some that came back to haunt her, like ghosts from her pasts. She closed her eyes, focusing on Happy's touch.

The way her body was reacting to him, he was doing amazing things with his hands and mouth. She just wanted to get lost in the moment.

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The next morning, she woke up with him wrapped around her, she slowly started to try to crawl out from underneath him. His hold tightened, she was pulled against him. "Where are you going?" He mumbled against her hair.

"No where." She curled up against him, laying her head on his chest.

"That's what I thought." She smiled against him, feeling his lips moving against the side of her face.

"I do need to get home soon, I have to help ma cook for tonight. She heard him growl, he pulled her on top of him. She stared down into his dark eyes, smiling at him, leaning down she kissed him. His arms went around her waist, holding her in place.

"What if I want to keep you in bed all day?"

She laughed. "You can call Gemma, and explain it all to her. I'm sure she would appreciate it,while you're at it you can tell Clay too!"

"I'm more afraid of Gemma, then I am of Clay." She couldn't help but laugh at him.

"I better get a shower before you take me home." She rolled from the bed, going into the bathroom, she had stepped into the shower, when he stepped in with her.

"I'm not done with you yet!" He growled at her, lifting her up, holding her against the shower wall. "You're mine, as long as your home." She was gpoing to tell him, she wasn't just visiting, but he cut her off, kissing her.

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As the club gathered around the table, she was seated between Tig and Chibs, Happy was across the table. Clay stood up, looking around the table. "I'd like to thank everyone for being here tonight, as we welcome our daughter home. She's home with us permanently." She smiled at everyone at the table, she felt Happy's eyes on her.

She looked at him, not able to read his expression, she looked down at her plate, not wanting to know what he was thinking. The platters were past around, she carefully filled her plate with food. Tig and Chibs giving her hell, as always about how much she was eating. "Your skin and bones love. Eat more then that, you need some meat on your bones."

Tig poked her in the ribs. "I'm glad your home, you need to be taken care of." She smiled at both men, kissing them on the cheek.

"I'm pretty sure Ma has that covered. I think she has plans to feed me." She looked up, to see Happy glaring at her, not sure what his problem was, she ate what little was on her plate. After dinner, she helped clear the table, the croweaters cleaned the kitchen. Jax and Opie dragged her out back to talk to her.

"Ma says you spent the night with Happy?"

She looked at Jax, letting out a groan. "So much for privacy."

"I don't want you getting hurt. Hap isn't the type of guy that settles down."

"Look Jackie, I appreciate your concern, but I'm a big girl. It's fine, now go back inside and tell ma I'm not going to get my heart broken. And no one will have to die." She watched the two of them going inside, smiling and shaking her head. That's one thing that will never change, is Jax and Opie looking out for her, and wanting to protect her.

"Why didn't you tell me you were staying for good?" Came a raspy voice from the side of the house. She went stepped around to find Happy leaning against the house smoking.

"I didn't get a chance to..."

"This morning in the shower, when I said you were mine, while you were here."

"Fine, you're off the hook. You thought I was here for a week at the most. I won't hold you to it." She started to walk away, he grabbed her arm, pulling her to him.

"Why didn't you say something then?"

"I was caught up in the hot shower sex but like I said, you're off the hook Happy." He growled at her, his lips capturing her. "You don't do relationships and settle down...I get it." She pulled away going into the house. "Life goes on."

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She was fourteen, when her dad was killed in a motorcycle accident, she was beyond devastated. She stood by his casket, Tig on one side of her, Chibs on the other, each man holding her up. In two years time, her heart had been broken in a million pieces. She locked herself in her room after the funeral, Gemma was at her wits end. She wouldn't open her door for Jax or Opie, she ignored them.

In an act of desperation, Gemma called Tig and Chibs over after three days, the two bikers climbed in through the bedroom window. Unlocking the door, they took care of Devon, comforting her. She didn't realize it at the time, but both men, were scared out of their minds that they were going to loose her too. They stayed by her side, until she came out of it, promising to always be there for her no matter what.

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Later that night Devon woke up to a tapping on her window, she sat up in bed looking over. She caught a glimpse of Happy, she got out of bed, opening the window, she looked at him.

"What the hell Hap? It's three am?" She whispered.

"What if I don't want off the hook?"

"What are you talking about?" She looked at him like he was speaking a foreign language. He climbed into her window, pulling her into his arms, his lips lowering to hers.

"I don't want to be let off the hook. I told you, there's something about you, I can't get you out of my mind."

"And you felt compelled to come over here at three am and tell me? You could have called instead." She crawled back into bed, pulling the blanket over her head. She heard him laugh.

"I'm a man of action!" He kicked off his boots, climbing in bed with her, pulling her close to him. "Are those pompoms?" His gaze was looking across the room at her dresser.

"Yes, and there's a cheerleading uniform to match in the closet." She wrapped her body around his.

"Don't tell me shit like that, unless you plan on modeling it."

"Not at three am...now shut up and go to sleep." She dozed off to sleep, her head on his chest.

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Gemma walked into her bedroom, shaking them both awake. "Hey baby!" Happy's eyes snapped open. "Unless you want Clay to shoot you in the balls, you better sneak out of here the way you came."

"Thanks Gem!" He leaned in kissing her. "See you later D!" She watched him climb out the window, and run across the yard. Gemma smiled at her.

"I always knew you'd end up with a SON, I thought it would be Opie or Juice."

"Ewww, Opie? He's like my brother, and Juice is too..."

"He needs to talk to Clay before you two go any further."

"I'm sure he will, he's a good SON. Please don't go planning any events, we're just to the having fun part, I'm not sure how serious it all is."

"I was watching him at dinner last night, he couldn't keep his eyes off you." She rolled her eyes. "I'm going to fix breakfast. What are your plans for the day?"

"I need to go buy appliance for the new house, I'm going to Lodi."

"Not alone..."

"I'll be fine, you worry too much." She sat up in bed, glaring at her mom.

"Have you told Hap about what's going on?" Devon opened her mouth to say something, but closed it real fast. "That's what I thought. I'll talk to Clay, about a prospect going with you."

"Not necessary!" It fell on deaf ears, Gemma was already out of the room. She climbed out of bed, and went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. She really didn't want a prospect following her around, over the years, she'd gotten use to being on her own. It was something she'd have to get use to again, since she was back in Charming.

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Irene pulled up to the dilapidated trailer she had lived in with her little girl back in the day, before that Teller bitch interfered. Her little Devon grew up calling another woman mom, they were all going to pay. She walked over to Malcolm, smiling at him. "Are you sure that spoiled little bitch came here?"

"Of course she did, she came running back to these bikers. We'll get her, and they'll pay to get her back. I'll even let you have a little fun with her." Irene smiled, she considered it payback since her daughter betrayed her by choosing the Tellers all those years ago.