She slowly opened her eyes, looking into his dark ones, she wiped her face, looking at her hand, she found blood. She heard him calling her name, his hands ran over her body, he picked her up, carrying her into the house. "Hap, what happened?"

He carried her up the stairs to the bathroom, helping her take her clothes off, he put her in the shower, helping her clean up. "You're okay. You're safe." He stepped away, calling Tig to come help with the body. She stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel around her body, walking towards the bedroom. Happy pulled her to him, kissing her. "Christ, I almost lost you twice tonight."

"Hap, I'm fine." He picked her up, carrying her to the bed, laying her down.

"I've got to go outside and meet Tig, get dressed. Chibs is going to keep an eye on you." She slowly got up from the bed, getting dressed, her body starting to shake. She needed to pull herself together, she was a Teller, and they didn't fall apart. She closed her eyes, exhaling slowly, trying to regain her composure.

She had always been brave, even before she was a Teller, she had to be. Waiting for the news from the doctor, she sat there, with no fear in her heart. Whatever news he gave her, she would take it and deal with it. She had a peanut sized tumor removed from her vocal chords last week. The pathology report had come back, and now she was waiting to find out her fate.

She already knew her career was over, she could still dance if she wanted, but she was done. She would finish recouping, make arrangements, and move back to Charming, she missed her family. She's been performing on Broadway for the last eleven years, it had been an excellent career.

There was a knock on the door, she sat straighter as the doctor walked in. "Ms. Teller, good news. The tumor was benign, you'll need to be monitored."

"Thank you." She felt relief that it wasn't cancer, but sadness knowing she'd never sing professionally again. She shook the doctor's hand, leaving the office, she'd have several more follow up appointments, to make sure she was healing from the surgery. In the mean time, she'd start preparing for her move.

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She jumped when there was a knock on her door. "Dev?" She smiled to herself, going to the bedroom door, she opened it, smiling at him. He held out his arms, she walked into them, he enclosed her in his arms. "Sweet girl, you've had one hell of a night haven't you."

"I'm fine." She smiled at him, not wanting to show any weakness. He held her tightly, kissing the top of her head.

"You've never been able to lie to me, I know you're not fine! Tell me what's wrong lovey!" She laid her head on his chest, letting out a sigh. She was only in this predicament because she didn't call anyone when they first blackmailed her. If she would have just called Jax, he would have taken care of it, and she wouldn't be living in fear.

"This shit storm, that everyone is dealing with, is my fault. I should never have come home.." He pulled back looking at her, his hands cupping her face.

"Sweet girl, we're your family, we're suppose to protect you from this shit. We are all so glad you came home to stay. We love you, and missed you." He kissed her forehead.

"I love you Filip!"

"I love you too Dev! Why don't you get some rest, I'll go make you some tea."

"Thanks." She climbed into bed, watching him leave the room, she laid back on the pillows, her eyes drifting closed.

XXX

The next morning, she woke up alone, she crawled from the bed feeling stiff and achy. She slowly made her way down stairs, she heard multiple voices in the kitchen.

"I'm sorry I didn't do a very good job of protecting her last night." She heard Happy's raspy voice.

"How can you say that? You shot and killed the man that was tying to take her." Opie said.

"He should have never made it in the house, and gotten his hands on her, I failed. It might be better if someone else stayed with her."

"She trusts you the most Hap." Jax commented.

"I could have killed her on my bike last night..."

"It wasn't your fault, someone tried to run you off the road. Dev is an experienced rider, she knows how to fall away from a bike. That's why she wasn't hurt, and your and experienced driver, that's another reason why she wasn't hurt. We know you did everything within your power to keep from laying your bike down." Chibs was trying to convince him.

"I think i need to step away from her..." She had heard enough, she rounded into the kitchen, looking at him.

"Everyone out! Except for Hap!" The other men left the room quickly, she walked over to him, shoving him against the wall. "You're ready to bail, as soon as it gets a little dangerous?"

"Dev, baby I'm only thinking about what's best for you."

"Really, or is it what's best for you? Things are getting to serious for you, so it's time to bail? Because Happy Lowman doesn't do relationships. Fine you want to walk away from me, there's the door, but admit you're a fucking coward! Don't stand there and lie and say it's because you failed to protect me."

He looked down not meeting her eyes, not saying a word. "That's what I thought. Get the hell out of my house." She walked out of the kitchen, finding the other three men in the living room, looking at her with pity. "Save your pity for someone that needs it!" She went up the stairs, going to the closet, she pulled out his clothes, she made three trips to the banisters.

She dropped the clothes over, watching them float down to the main floor, she boxed up some of his shit and sat it outside her door. Slamming her bedroom door, she locked it. She went into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, and climbed in, she hoped when she got out, her house had a few less bikers in it. Maybe she should pack a bag, and just get the hell out of town.

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She picked up her phone, opening the address book, hitting the call button she waited for an answer. "Hey Boo, what's going on?"

"Grant my love, I need a favor!"

"Anything for you!"

"Can I stay with for a couple of days? I have a doctor's appointment..."

"I'll send my plane, when do you want to leave?"

""Today? And you don't have to send your plane."

"Don't be ridiculous, it will be in the air in a hour. I'll see you later."

"Thanks." She tossed the phone on the bed, and started packing, now she had to come up with a plan to get out of the house, and ditch her babysitter. She hidden her packed bag in the up stairs closet, going down stairs to see who was her protector for the day.

Finding Chibs in the kitchen, she cursed under her breath. He was going to be a problem to ditch, she turned to go back up stairs. She needed to text Grant, letting him know, she couldn't leave until later this afternoon.

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She was in luck, Chibs left at noon, a prospect was assigned to her, she felt bad for ditching him, but she needed to get out of here. She pulled her bag from the closet, and crept down the stairs. She went into the garage, throwing her bag in the passenger seat, and backing out.

The prospect heard her leaving, and started following her, she was able to ditch him at one point. He must have stopped to rat her out, because her phone started blowing up. She turned it off, knowing Juice would track her, if it was on.

She pulled into Stockton airport finding the hanger where Grant's plane was waiting for her. She parked her car, and boarded the plane. She sat back, while the pilots prepared to take off.

She met Grant Holmes the first day of class their freshmen year, he was a native Californian. The two of them hit it off immediately, they became best friends. They often flew out together when they went home for break. They were there for each others heart breaks, picking up the pieces, and helping each other move on. He knew all about her past, Irene, everything.

He was fascinated with the men in leather, that followed her around. When he decided to go out to LA, for his career, she knew she was going to miss him. They talked on the phone, he flew back to New York, when she had her surgery, and took care of her. He helped her pack everything up, wiped her tears when she decided her career was over.

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Happy was out with the rest of the club looking for Devon, he was pissed that she would take off on her own like this. The last GPS hit that Juice had on her phone, had her heading towards Stockton. That's where they were heading now, she'd shut her phone off before he could get an exact location

She'd disabled the GPS tracker on her vehicle, he was beyond frustrated. He'd made a mistake walking away this morning. He should have explained it better, made her understand, instead he'd hurt her.

XXX

Grant picked her up at a private airstrip, where he stored his plane. She hugged and kissed him, it had only been a couple of months since she'd seen him, but she'd missed him.

"What's going on with you?"

"Nothing, why?"

"I can read you like a book Boo! I know when you're upset!"

She smiled at him, forgetting that he knew her all to well. She filled him in on the last two weeks of her life in Charming, including last night and this morning.

"So you love this Happy guy?" She stammered for a few minutes, not wanting to answer. "Just be honest babe! You wouldn't have been so upset by his words if you didn't love him."

"It's complicated, he's complicated." She got quiet for a few minutes, looking at him. "I need to call someone from my family and tell them I'm safe."

She pulled out her burner phone, trying to decide who to call. Who would be less likely to yell and scream at her. She decided her Ma, she might yell and scream but she'd under stand her need to get away.

"Hello?"

"Ma. I'm fine and safe. I have a doctor's appointment, I'm going to be gone for a few days."

"Baby, you shouldn't have left like that, everyone is worried sick. Did you go back to New York? SAMYORK, needs to know so they can take care of you."

She heard Jax in the background, she heard a struggle for the phone. "Dev, get your ass home!"

""I have shit to do Jackson, if you want me home so bad, then come find me!" She snapped the phone shut knowing there was no way he could track her down. Grant pulled into the drive of his beach house, she got out, ready to relax.

She unpacked her bag, feeling bad that she had the entire club worrying about her. She picked up her phone calling Jax. She wanted to smooth things over with him.

"Dev, where are you? Please sis, I need to know you're safe. Ma says you have a doctor's appointment are you on your way back to New York?"

"I'm with a friend in LA, I'll be home in a week. I'll call you when I get back to Stockton airport."

"Let me send on of the guys down to protect you."

"No, I have to go. Tell everyone I love them, and I'm sorry that I caused them to worry." She flipped the phone closed. Leaving the bedroom, she went to find Grant.

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Juice was sitting in Devon's house going through her computer trying to find out what doctor she was seeing in LA. Chibs was going through her desk, looking for an appointment card, or something with information on it.

Happy came in the house, and immediately started pacing "Anything?"

"Nothing" Juice looked at him. "There's nothing on her computer."

"I haven't found shite!" Chibs said. Happy sat down in one of the chairs in her office, looking around the room.

"She didn't even tell me she had an appointment, I don't know what kind of doctor she was seeing." He ran his hand over his face, looking at his brothers. He was worried about her, where she was and if she was okay.

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Grant took her out for dinner that night, trying to fight off the paparazzi, she didn't think twice about it. They went into the restaurant and ate their dinner. There was even more of them out front, when they left, word got out that Grant Holmes an ex-Broadway star Devon Teller were out together.

They went back to the beach house, she sat out on the balcony with him drinking wine. The paparazzi snapping pictures of them together, she didn't realize that who it would bring to her door the next day.

AN: Will have another chapter in the early morning! Please review!