Three Months Later
Standing in front of the mirror she was dressed and ready to walk down the aisle, her stomach was a bundle of nerves. Jax walked up behind her, wearing dark pants, white shirt and his kutte. "Wow! You look amazing Dev."
She turned around smiling at him. "Thanks, How's the groom?"
"He's Happy, who can ever tell how he's feeling," She laughed, knowing it was true, he only let his true feelings be known with her. "Are you ready to do this? My bike is out front, we can run!"
"I'm sure!" He hugged her, kissing her cheek.
"Then let's do this." He took her arm, walking her out of the room she was in, stopping at the double doors. Hearing the music starting to play, the doors opened, everyone stood up. Jax started to walk her down the aisle, Happy looked up, spotting her. The look in his eyes, were unreadable, Jax hugged him, whispering something in his ear. Jax placed her hand in Happy's.
He leaned in whispering in her ear. "You look amazing." She smiled at him, as he led her up to stand in front of Chibs, he had gotten ordained online to marry them. He stepped forward kissing Devon on the cheek, smiling at her.
"I'm proud and privileged to be able to unite these two in marriage today. Happy is my brother, and Devon I've thought of as my daughter. Mi\le fa\ilte dhuit le d'bhre/id, Fad do re/ gun robh thu sla\n. Mo/ran la\ithean dhuit is si\th, Le d'mhaitheas is le d'ni\ bhi fa\s. (A thousand welcomes to you with your marriage kerchief,
May you be healthy all your days. May you be blessed with long life and peace, May you grow old with goodness, and with riches.) (Scottish Gaelic) I love you both!"
She looked into Happy's eyes, taking the silver band, she slipped it on his finger. "Happy, I pledge my love to you for all my days, to stand by you always, give you strength, to be faithful to you. I promise to always take care of you, to be a good wife. Until death takes me."
Happy took the ring from Koz, slipping it on her finger. " I promise to always love you, give you strength and take care of you. I will be faithful to you. To protect you and keep you safe. Until the reaper takes me from you. I will always treat you as good as my leather, an ride you as much as my Harley." She laughed, rolling her eyes, at him.
"By the laws of the internet, and the state of California, I now pronounce you man and wife. Hap, kiss your wife." He pulled her into his arms, lowering his lips to hers, kissing her. There crowd erupted in cat calls and wolf whistles, he pulled back, smiling down at her. He pulled her down the aisle, stopping at the doors, kissing her again.
He pulled her out the doors of the hall they'd rented, he started looking for an empty room. "Hap, slow down!"
"We have twenty minutes until the reception, and I'm going to use the wisely." He found a closet, opening the door, he pushed her inside. "Come here wife!"
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"We're late!" She punched him in his ribs, he let out an oaf.
"It's our reception, we're the guest of honor, how can we be late?" He pulled her close kissing her.
"Because you wouldn't come out from underneath my dress, and it was suppose to start twenty minutes ago Lowman."
"I was enjoying myself." He smirked at her. They opened the door, going into the reception hall, a cheer went up. They made their way to the head table, everyone knew why they were late.
"Bout time you two got here!" Gemma smiled at them.
"It's your son-in-laws fault." She smiled at Happy, he leaned in kissing her. "I love you."
"Love you too." The rest of the night was a blur of happy memories, they went back to the house, to change, then left for their honeymoon. They were spending the week at a beach house, it would probably be one of the only times club business wouldn't interrupt them.
XXX
Happy kept her in bed, most of the week, she maybe put her bikini twice and went outside. Both times, men started checking her out, Happy was ready to do bodily harm, she had to pull him back into the house. She let him "remind" her who she belonged to, like she would ever forget.
"Don't you have any swimsuits that don't show off so much skin?" He stood in front of her, his arms crossed over his bare chest.
She busted out laughing, looking up at his stern look. "I'm sorry Hap, I'll go right out and find a swimsuit that covers me from head to toe." She rolled her eyes at him.
"I don't like other men looking at what's mine!" She stood up, patting his cheeks, then his chest.
"Hmmm, and the little ho bags that were checking you out earlier were much better?" He pulled her to his chest, smiling at her.
"We can just go out on the beach, and put a show on for them all!" She laid her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around him.
"We can always just stay in bed for the rest of the week..." He tossed her over his shoulder, slapping her ass.
"Just the bed?"
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They had only been home for thirty minutes when Happy's phone started to ring, she looked over her shoulder at him. Continuing to unpack, she took their clothes to the laundry room. She had already thrown a load in the washer, when she was pulled against his chest.
"I've got to go, club business. Sorry."
She turned around. looking at him. "Do they have a GPS embedded in your ass, so they know when you get back to town? I mean I know the club comes first, but wow home thirty minutes."
"It might be a late night." He lowered his lips to hers, kissing her. "I'm sorry Dev."
"It's alright, it's the life. I grew up in it..."
"Wake you up when I get home?" He pushed you against the washer, kissing you again.
"If you're lucky. Come back to me safe and whole Lowman!"
He smiled at her. "You know I will! Love you!"
"Love you too!" She watched him leave the room, knowing she would probably stay up and wait for him, she had plenty to do to keep her busy. Her mom had cleaned out the storage unit, and left a bunch of her boxes in the garage, she could go through those. She had laundry to do from their honeymoon, she could do some light cleaning.
She decided a trip down memory lane was what she wanted most, going out into the garage, she started going through the boxes.
XXX
Happy wanted to get this job done, clean up, then get home to Devon. He was driving towards the club for church first, then he could get down to business. He pulled into the lot, backing his bike up with the others, he parked it, and headed inside. He was the last to arrive, heading into church, his brothers welcomed him back. Sitting down in his chair, he looked around the table, noticing that Clay was missing.
"Hap, we didn't want to bother you while you were away, but there's been a change in leadership." Jax said from the head of the table. He nodded his head, seeing the President flash on Jax's kutte. "Clay was shot while you and Dev were gone, he decided to give up his seat as president. Bobby is my VP, and Chibs is my SAA."
"Is Clay going to be okay?"
"He'll live, but doesn't feel like he can fulfill his role as president, that's the reason for the change. Now for what we really called you for, the Russian have taken Oswald's family. I need you, Tig, and Rat to go to the Jellybean, grab Yanni Muklovia and take him to the warehouse. Find out where they're holding Karen and Tristan."
"Whatever it takes!" Happy got up from his seat, thinking about what he would do if some bastard was holding Dev and his daughter. What kind of pain he'd induce to get the information, there was nothing he wouldn't do to get his family back. Then the very thought of someone taking Dev and his son or daughter made him not want to ever have children.
It was hard enough being venerable having having a wife, someone that his enemies could hurt to get to him, at least Dev could defend herself. A child would be defenseless, he couldn't do that. He'd have to make sure, never to get Dev pregnant, if something happened he would never forgive himself.
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Devon opened the first box, finding books from her childhood, she smiled taking a few of them out. Remembering sitting on her dad's lap, listening to him reading them to her. He'd read to her every night, when he was gone on a run, he'd call and read to her over the phone. She had two copies of every book, putting the back in the box, she went on to the next box.
Opening the box, she found her old cheer leading uniforms and dance costumes. Digging deeper into the box, she found a metal box she didn't recognize. Pulling it out, she gave it a shake, she could hear something rattling around inside. It was locked, she didn't have a key, carrying the box inside the house, she put it in the counter. Pulling open a drawer, shifting through until you found a screw driver, she popped the box opened.
There were pictures family pictures, she smiled shifting through at the memories. At the bottom of the box, she found two envelopes, both had her name on them in her dad's hand writing. She opened the first one, unfolding the paper, it was a letter from her dad.
My Dearest Daughter,
I just want to tell you how much I love you, and how proud I am to be your dad. I know the last year has been hard for you with loosing Thomas, know that you made his life a happy one. I'm sorry I haven't been there for you, never doubt that I love you and Jax. I want you to do your best in school, graduate high school, and get away from Charming. I don't want you involved with the MC, anymore then you need to be.
There may come a time, that I'm not around to protect you please know I'll always be watching over you. You can trust Tig and Chibs, go to them for anything, you know you can always rely on your brother Jax and Opie.
Remember I love you my little dancer,
Dad
She wiped the tears away from her face, folding the letter back up, putting it back in the envelope. Opening the next one, it was two pages, dated a year later.
My Dearest Daughter,
I wanted to tell you this in person, but your Ma wanted to keep it a secret. You're old enough to know the truth now. We had a DNA test done before we adopted you. We had a suspicion as to who your biological father really is. Please don't be upset, for finding out this way.
Remember I love you my little dancer,
Dad
She moved to the next page, scanning the decades old paper, reading over it carefully, clinching her jaw at the results.
Alexander Trager 99.9% match
AN: Time for some more old ghosts to show up! Anyone see that one coming? Please review! Welcome to the new favs and followers, and thank you for continuing to fav and follow this story.