She backed away from him, her eyes filling with tears, her mom's words repeating in her head. She screwed up, she had said no, when he first asked, and now he'd changed his mind. She felt her heart breaking, she looked down at the floor, willing the tears to stay back. He lifted her chin to look into her eyes, his hands wiping away the tears that had fallen.
He lowered his lips to hers, kissing her gently. "I'm sorry Dev, we'll talk when I get back from church." He turned walking out of his room, she collapsed on the floor, pulling her knees to her chest. She grabbed her bag, the lock down was over, she couldn't stay here. She left by the back door, seeing David Hale parked at the curb, she stopped at his jeep.
"Can I get a ride home?"
"Get in!" He looked at her as he pulled away. "Is there a reason why you're running away from SAMCRO?"
"No." She smiled at him, as he drove her home, holding back the tears until she got inside her own house. David pulled up in front of her house, before she got out of his jeep, he stopped her.
"If you need anything, you can talk to me."
"Thanks." She got out of the jeep, going inside, dropping her bag on the floor, she sat down and started to cry. Hearing the rumble of motorcycles, she reached up locking the door, grabbing her back, she ran up the stairs. She didn't want to see or talk to anyone, she throw her bag in her closet. She dove under her bed, hoping whoever it was, would look around then just leave.
She heard her name being called through out the house, doors opening and closing. She heard Happy coming into the room, he was on the phone. "She's not here. Fuck, where would she go?" This is on me Jax! Get that asshole on the phone and find out where he took her."
David wouldn't give her up, he would run them all over Charming, most likely someone would stay here at the house and wait for her. She laid under her bed, listening to Happy's conversation so she could figure out her next move. "I'm leaving Chibs here, to see if she shows up here. I'm heading out to look for her."
She waited for him to leave before she came out from her hiding place, rolling her eyes leaving Chibs here was the worst thing for her. She couldn't sneak out, the man would be watching like a hawk. She continued to lay on the floor, trying to come up with a plan, the door slowly opened. Chibs walked in, he glared at her laying on the floor. She sat up, as he came into the room.
"Hap is loosing his mind looking for you! You've been here the whole time?"
"I was under the bed."
"What the hell is in your head? With all that's going on, you pull shite like this!" He sat down beside her. She wiped the tears away from her eyes, looking away from him. "Shite, love I warned you."
"It's my own damn fault. I didn't say yes when he asked me ti be his old lady, when I finally did after thinking about it, I waited too long." She laid her head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arms around her.
"Come on, let's go! I need to get you back to the club."
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Happy pulled into the lot, backing his bike up, getting off his bike, he headed inside, he was going to take a shower, then head over to Devon's and talk to her. Settle this once and for all. Stopping when he saw Chibs bike, he rushed towards the door, pulling it open he scanned the room. The room was busy with it's usual activity, his brothers were spread through out the room. He found her sitting at the bar by herself, he stormed over to her, pulling her off the stool. His lips crushed down on hers, his kiss was angry at first, but then turned gentle.
He broke off the kiss, his hands cupping her face. "I love you so damn much! I've been out of my mind looking for you." The noise level in the room came down a notch or two, he felt the most of the eyes were on them.
"I love you too. I'm sorry..."
"I have a reason I don't want you as my old lady anymore." She looked down, biting her lip. "Until you came along, I didn't do relationships, hell I never cuddled either. You're the first woman besides my Ma that I've ever loved." He dropped down to one knee, pulling a ring out of his pocket. "Devon Elizabeth Teller, will you marry me?"
She looked down at the ring, and into his eyes, letting his words sink over her, she had to blink her eyes to make sure she was seeing what she was seeing. "Yes." He slipped the ring on her finger, standing up, pulling her into his arms, kissing her. Picking her up, holding her against him, she wrapped her arms around him.
"Did she say yes?" Jax asked. Devon flipped him off using her left hand. "Looks like she said yes," He laughed. They only broke apart, when the club started slapping him on the back, congratulating him.
He slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. "I don't plan on letting you go." He whispered in her ear.
"You promise?" She smiled at him.
"Yeah I do, you tend to take off on me."
"I promise I won't run off ever again." She stood on her tip toes, kissing him, her hands touching the side of his face.
"How long are you going to make me wait to marry you?" She laughed, looking up at him.
"I'd run away to Vegas and marry you tomorrow, but my mom would kill us both. I think she has dreams of a big fancy wedding." He groaned, rubbing his hand over his face. "I'll try to rein her in, and see if we can get things done in six months."
"We need to go to Bakersfield, my ma wants to meet the woman that finally has made her son decide to settle down."
"I would like to meet my future mother-in-law before the wedding. I'm sure she'd like to make sure I'm worthy of marrying her son."
"She's going to love you. I thought we could go this coming weekend."
"Okay." She suddenly felt nervous, she'd never dated a guy long enough to meet his parents before. She closed her eyes, trying to control her breathing. It was going to be fine, there was nothing to worry about.
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They pulled up in front of his childhood home Saturday morning, she was a nervous wreck. He grabbed her, pulling her close, his hands framing her face. "She's going to love you. Stop worrying!" He leaned down to kiss her, taking her hand he led her inside the house.
"Ma, we're here!" Devon was standing slightly behind him, she heard someone coming up the hall. He let go of her hand, walking over to the small woman. "Ma, this is my fiancee Devon Teller. Devon this is my Ma, Marcela"
"It's nice to meet you." She smiled at the woman. Marcela came forward, embracing her in a hug.
"Call me ma. Welcome to my family hija!" Devon wrapped her arms around the woman.
"Thank you ma." She wrapped her arm around Devon's waist, ushering her into the kitchen, leaving Happy standing in the living room. He followed them, leaning against the wall watching the two woman he loved cooking together.
"You must be a special woman, for my son to fall in love with you." Devon smiled, looking at Marcela.
"I don't know about that. I know I think he's a very special man, and that I love him. I promise to spend the rest of my life showing how much I love him."
"That means a lot to me, I've prayed for a long time that he'd find someone like you to come along. You're going to give me beautiful grand babies." Devon laughed.
"Wow, and I thought my ma was fast."
"Hja, I'm an old woman, I've waited a long time for Happy to settle down. Promise me you won't wait too long."
Devon hugged the woman. "I promise, I will talk to your son about it." Happy came into the kitchen, not liking the way the discussion was going.
"Need anything from the store?" He looked at Marcela.
"No, I have everything I need. Go sit down and relax, take your girl with you." Devon started to protest, she was raised to help. "No arguing with me." Happy dragged her out to the front porch.
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He dragged his hand over his head, turning to look at her. "Why are you promising my ma grand babies?"
She was taken a back by his question. "I promised to talk to you about it. You don't want to have kids?"
"No! I didn't have a father growing up..."
"What does that have to do with anything? My birth giver was a crack whore, that just recently kid napped me. The woman that raised me, my mother she made me the woman I am."
"With our parents, we really shouldn't have kids!" She clinched her jaw, holding off the tears.
"Fuck you Lowman!" She started down the porch steps, he grabbed for her arm, she shrugged him off.
"I'm sorry! Devon..." She was storming down the sidewalk, her anger bubbling out of control. He ran off the porch chasing after her, picking her up, he threw her over his shoulder, carrying her back to the house. He sat down on the couch, with her on his lap. "I didn't mean it..."
"Then why the hell did you say it?"
"My father ran out on us, when I was two. I didn't have a role model. You were lucky to have Gemma, to raise you."
"You are a good, strong man. Your ma raised you to be that way, and you would raise your sons to be that way and if we had daughters you would raise them to expect that from their men." She leaned in kissing him. "I love you Happy."
"I love you." He buried his face into her hair, pulling her into him. She closed her eyes, knowing the baby battle was far from over. She would bring it up again another day, when emotions weren't so high. Marcela walked out of the kitchen, looking at the young couple on the couch, smiling sadly, she had some news she needed to share with her son and new daughter.
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They were sitting down to lunch, Marcela hadn't sit down yet, she was standing by Happy. She placed her hand on his shoulder, looking down at him. "What's wrong Ma?"
"Nothing, I'm just glad that you've found someone to love. That you won't be alone." Marcela leaned over kissing him on the cheek, before going to sit down in her own chair. Happy looked at his mom, noticing how tired she looked, he realized that her coloring was off, and that she'd lost some weight.
"You feeling okay?" He looked at her, fear gripping him.
"I don't want to discuss it right now." She smiled at him, then looked at Devon. "What do you do for a living?"
"I just recently retired from a career on Broadway and came back home to Charming."
"Ma, are you sick again?" Happy wanted answers, he watched his mom, closing her eyes, like she was summing up strength to answer him.
"I'm sorry to discuss this on a happy day." Marcela looked at Devon, taking her hand. "My cancer is back, it's spread to my lymph nodes, and to my bones. I'm not going to fight it, I just don't have the energy."
Happy pushed his chair back, tears in his eyes. "Ma, please!"
"I'm not strong enough to fight, the doctors have given me less then a year. I want to enjoy my time that I have." Devon had covered the woman's hands with her own. She watched Happy, leave the room. Devon jumped up following him, he was out the door and to his bike by the time she caught up with him.
"Hap, go back in there, she needs you."
"Go back into the house." He was putting on his helmet, climbing on his bike. Devon grabbed his arm, trying to get him to stop, he shrugged it off, she fell to the ground. Being so wrapped up in his own grief and pain, he didn't realize, what he'd down, he sped off. Marcela came outside, helping her up off the ground.
"That boy! I taught him better then that!" Devon could see the woman about to loose her temper. "I taught that boy never to raise his hand to a lady."
She wrapped her arm around her waist. "He didn't realize that he knocked me down. He's hurting at the thought of loosing you."
"It doesn't matter, I'm taking a switch to his ass when he gets back." Devon laughed, hugging Marcela to her.
"I'd love to see that."
"Hija, I will even hold him down and let you get a few hots in if you want." The two women went inside the house. Devon made Marcela sit down on the couch, while she went in and cleaned up from lunch. By the time Devon was done, Marcela was asleep on the couch, pulling a blanket out of the closet, she covered up the older woman.
Kissing her forehead, Devon went to sit on the back porch, to let the older woman rest. She curled up on a couch that was on the enclosed back porch, closing her eyes she drifted off to sleep.