AN: Trigger Warning of possible drug over dose, suicide.

Clay sat in front of Devon and Happy's house, he was going to get his club back, he knew exactly how to go about it, take the heart of the club. The entire club would be crushed if something happened to Devon. Jax would loose a sister,Opie someone he considered a sister, Tig and Chibs someone he considered a daughter, and Happy a wife He didn't give a rat's ass what happened to her, she had been a pain in his ass since she was fourteen years old.

He climbed out of his cage, and advanced towards the house.

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Dropping the paper on the counter, she didn't know what she felt more of shock or betrayal. Feeling the tears on her cheeks, she wiped them away, she had lived her whole life not knowing who made up the other half of her DNA. In twenty minutes time, everything changed in a blink of an eye. She wondered if Tig had always known, if that was why, he'd always made sure he was there for her after John died.

She paced in the house, wondering if whole club known, and he kept her in the dark. She sank to the floor, pulling her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs. Getting up, she fought every urge she had to get in her car and run, to get away from all the lies. She couldn't do that, she had promised Happy and herself she wouldn't run again.

She needed to get her mind off of it, going back into the garage, she started going through more boxes of her childhood things. She couldn't believe that Jax or Ope didn't tell you if they knew, getting up from the untouched boxes, you went up stairs. There had to be a good reason, for no one telling her.

She needed to clear her mind, going up stairs she changed into a swimsuit, and went down to the pool. Diving in, the warm water encased her body, her head broke the surface, she swam several lengths of the pool. Looking up at the moon and the stars, she flipped to her back, floating, relaxing.

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Happy was exhausted, it had taken hours to get the information from the Russian, then another couple of hours to find the Oswald woman. All he wanted to do, was go home and sleep, pull Devon into his arms. He pulled into the drive, parking his bike, going into the house, seeing that all the lights were still on.

"Dev?" Seeing the papers on the bar, he scanned them. "Son of a bitch!"He read through the DNA lab results, the two letters from JT, and the third letter from Devon.

I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I love you Happy, but the lies are too much. I guess all the old ghosts caught up with me, after all I'm just a crack whores daughter. I guess the reaper is parting us.

Love always,

Devon

He could see the backyard was lit up, Sam had come running downstairs and was barking to go out. Happy pulled the door open, letting the small dog out, seeing his wife floating in the pool he went to the edge, calling to her. When she didn't move, he jumped in after her, pulling her to him.

He pulled her to the edge of the pool, pulling her out, doing CPR. "Come on baby, don't do this." She took a breath, and started to cough, he pulled her up into his arms, holding her close. He pulled back, looking down at her, looking around he saw dime bags laying around the pool, and a syringe, rage built up inside him.

She was still coughing, trying to catch her breath, he pulled out his phone calling Jax, and Chibs. Scooping her up, he carried her inside the house, he called 9-11 knowing it was what was best for her. She needed to be checked out. He wrapped a blanket around her, waiting for the paramedics to show up.

He heard the sirens screaming through the night coming towards the night, he got up opening the door to let the workers in, telling them what he found. He quickly changed, while they loaded her into the ambulance, she was still groggy.

Hearing the pair of motorcycles riding into the drive, he hurried down the stairs. "What's going on brother?" Chibs asked.

"I got home and found her floating in the pool. she tried to kill herself." He broke down. The other two men, came to stand by him. "I found these when I got home on the counter. "I need to get to St. Thomas, could you clean up around the pool."

Jax and Chibs hugged him. "We'll clean up, then meet you at the hospital." Happy took off on his bike.

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Chibs and Jax went out back, seeing the dozen or so dime bags laying on the patio, and the syringe, he started to shake with rage. "I can't believe she'd do this shit, not after Abel."

"We don't know the whole story Jackie boy. She just found out about Tig, she's had a rough go of it..."

"I don't care what's happened, to do this, for her to try to do this..." He fell to the ground sobbing. Chibs wrapped his arm around him, comforting him.

"Let me clean this up, let's call the rest of out brothers, your Ma, and head up to the hospital."

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The entire club was in the waiting room, some were standing, some were leaning against the wall, Happy was pacing his nerves were shot. He found out that she had crashed in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. Gemma was being comforted by Clay, he was distraught over his step-daughter's condition. Tara popped in and out, giving small reports, but nothing that was giving them anything to go on.

Worn out from raw emotions, Happy collapsed into a chair next to Gemma. She reached over, taking his hand. "Baby, she didn't do this. Someone tried to hurt her, she would never do crack or try to kill herself. She loves you way too much."

"She left a note, it was in her hand writing." He dropped his head into his hands, letting out a sob. Tara came rushing out, scanning the room, her eyes settled on Happy, the room got silent. She walked over to him, dropping down in front of him.

"She's stable, and in a room. You can go see her, the doctors need to talk to you."

He got up from the chair following Tara, knowing that it was a long road ahead of them, but glad he still had her with him.

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She woke up in a hospital bed, with soft restraints on her wrist, she panicked not understanding where she was or why she was here. She felt Happy's hand on her shoulder, his dark eyes staring down at her."I love you baby. It's going to be alright, we're going to get through this."

"It was Clay." She whispered, she had to tell him what happened. "He came to the house while you were gone, shot me full of that poison, made me write that letter, then pushed me into the pool."

"Please baby, it's okay. I know finding out about Tig was upsetting, all your past has caught up with you. I'm going to get you help."

"You're not listening to me! I don't need help, it was Clay." She could feel herself getting upset, he leaned down kissing her forehead.

"They said I could only stay for a few minutes. I love you Dev."

"Hap, please...Clay tried to kill me, he wants the club back..." He stood at the door with tears in his eyes.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

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Happy went home later that day, curled up in their bed, he couldn't erase from his mind, how he almost lost her. He would do anything to make sure she was safe and healthy, he pulled out his phone, calling a treatment center in Tacoma. He would send her away from Charming, let her get the help she needed. Laying back in his bed, he closed his eyes, trying to find rest.

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Tig and Chibs sat at her bedside, staring down at her, worried looks on their faces, she slowly opened her eyes. "How long have you been here?"

"Since you were brought in love. Why didn't you talk to me?" She could see the tears in his eyes.

"Would you like to hear what actually happened to me, or what was staged?"

Tig's eyes were icy blue. "You decided to kill yourself because you found out I was your dad. So you shot up on crack, and went for a swim."

She let out a sarcastic laugh. "I guess that's what you want to believe or what you've been told. Do you want to hear my truth? What happened? Yes, I was hurt that no one told me that you were my dad. That it was kept a secret for years, and I find out going through a box of memories. I wasn't upset enough to kill myself. As far as the drugs, I've never even smoked a joint, the mere fact that crack almost killed Abel should have been a tip to anyone that knows and loves me I would never touch the crap."

"We found the thumb bags and the syringe by the pool." Chibs said softly.

"Clay paid me a visit last night, told me he wanted the club back, that it was taken from him. The only way to get it back was to take the heart of the club. He then shot me full of crack, and forced me to write that note. I was already planning on going for a swim, so that made his job so much easier, he pushed me in the pool. He watched me drown."

Tig looked furious. "Did you tell Hap?"

"He didn't believe me, he thinks because I'm a crack whore's kid, my past caught up with me." She looked away from the two men. "Maybe next time Clay will be successful, and he'll get his wish."

"Hey!" Tig's voice was full of anger. "Look at me doll face, don't talk like that." He turned her face towards him. "Somethings had happened with the club while you guys were gone, that Happy isn't aware of. I'm calling Jax and filling him in. We're going yo fix this." She watched him leave the room.

Chibs was sitting in a chair, he pulled it closer to the bed, holding her hand. "I love you Devon, I'm sorry I even thought you'd..." She closed her eyes, glad that someone believed her.

"I'm hurt that everyone thought that I could do that, I understand but.." The door swung open, Happy came inside, looking at Chibs.

"Dev, just stop with this shit! I saw the bags laying around the pool. How long have you been using?"

"You know what Lowman, go to hell! If you don't want to believe what I've told you then I'm done with you. Get out!" She turned away, not looking at him. Chibs stood up, trying to play smooth things over.

"Hap brother, you need to listen to your wife. Things aren't what they appear to be."

"She tried to end her life on the poison that almost killed her nephew, the same shit her mother use to get high on. I'm sending her to a treatment center in Tacoma. It's for the best." He leaned against the wall, staring at the two of them. Tig came back into the room, sensing the tension, he looked at the three people in the room.

"We have church in ten minutes, in the hospital chapel."

"Now's not a good time." Happy said.

"No brother, there's some shit you need to know." She watched the three men leave the room, knowing she didn't have a second to loose she had to act fast. Putting on the call light, she waited.

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Fifteen minutes later, she was on her way to Stockton, Grant had sent the jet for her, and knew to keep it a secret. She had promised never to run again but that was when she thought Happy would always be by her side. Instead of his beach house, she would stay at his home in the hills, she would be safe there. It was a gated community, no one in without notification.

Getting to Stockton was the tricky part, she had to get there undetected by Happy, the club, and Clay. She "borrowed" Tara's car to get her most of the way to Stockton, she then took a cab the rest of the way. Maybe in a few days, she'd reach out to Jax or Opie and let them know she was fine, until then she was flying under the radar.

Seeing the jet in the private hanger, she paid the driver, got out of the cab and ran for the door. Grant appeared at the door smiling. "I figured you could use the company." He hugged her.

"It's a short and scary story, it would make a great movie of the week." They entered the jet, and prepared for take off.

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"What do you mean she's gone?" Happy asked the nurse.

"You're wife over powered the tech, strapped her to the bed, and left." Happy stormed out of the hospital before he let his rage take over. She had promised never to run again, then at the first sign of trouble, she took off. He was so tired of this shit, of always going after her. He felt a hand on his shoulder, he spun around, finding Jax behind him.

"Can you blame her? We both believed the worst of her."

"She promised me she wouldn't run..."

"I know, all we can do, is find her and make sure she's safe." Tig stormed out of the hospital, seeing Happy standing there, he walked up and punched him.

"Because you wouldn't listen and believe in her, she's out there on her own!"

Happy rubbed his jaw, staring up at the blue eyed man. "I know, so let's go find her. You can kick my ass once she's back home, where she belongs." The rest of the club filed out of the hospital.

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Being considered won out over being bitchy and pissy, she broke down, and decided to call one of the guys as soon as she was settled. She'd taken a burner from Tara's desk at the hospital, now she had to figure out who to call. Happy was out, for obvious reasons, he'd think she was strung out on drugs, Jax would be pissed at her for "borrowing" Tara's car. Opie had his own shit going on, she finally decided on Tig.

"Hello."

"I'm safe, I'm fine."

"Tell me where you are. We'll come get you doll face. Happy knows now, that you were telling the truth.."

"He should have known when I told him. I'll call you every few days, if I miss a call, I've let instructions for someone to call you, to let you know where to find my body."

"Damn it Devon Elizabeth Teller Lowman, you tell me where your ass is right now!" She heard a struggle for the phone, his raspy voice came over the line.

"Just tell me where you are, so I can come get your ass again!"

"I'll take care of myself." She snapped the phone shut, leaning against the wall.

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"What the hell is Hale doing here?" Jax yelled. "As if we don't have enough shit going on."

Hale walked into the clubhouse, looking at Jax. "Is Tara alright?"

"My wife really isn't your concern."

"Look, her car was found abandoned between here and Stockton, if she's in some kind of danger..."

"She's at work, she's fine. Maybe some punk kids took it for a joy ride. I'll send someone out to get it." He watched Hale leave, looking at Happy, he smiled. "She's in LA, with Grant."

"I'm not going after her this time, if you want to chase after her go ahead. I'm done. She doesn't want rescued, so be it! I'm done! " He stormed off to his dorm room.

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Clay listened to what was going on in the clubhouse, through the bugs he had left. The club was falling apart, he had witnessed it at the hospital, now he was hearing it. All he had to do, is go find her, finish the job he started, and it would destroy them all. He'd have his club back, he may have to rebuild it, but it would be okay. She'd run off to LA again, it would be easy to kill her at the beach house.

Smiling he turned off the computer, going to lay down, he would be getting up in the morning, and heading south. At least he didn't have to worry about the Tacoma Killer, getting in his way.

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