Walking into the baby shower fifteen minutes late, she smiled at her family shrugging her shoulders with the explanation she was moving slow today. She knew she wasn't fooling anyone, but she really didn't care. Sitting down in a chair, Happy was by her side, his hands resting on her shoulders, leaning down kissing her. They stayed close to each other for a few minutes longer, then she pushed him out back with the rest of the guys.

She smiled at the other old ladies, as they sat down at the table to eat, and talk about babies, giving her advice. By the time it came to opening presents, her head was spinning with details of difficult pregnancies and deliveries. Then the information on what could happen once the baby was born and came home, was terrifying. She knew she could just handle it, all she'd have Happy by her side.

Because they had no cake, the guys all came sneaking inside, trying to snag a piece of cake, without being caught. For a bunch of outlaws, they were lousy cake thieves, Devon stood thee staring at the group of them.

"You think you guys deserve cake? Cake is for the girly party, isn't that what you called it Opie?" You glared at him, hanging his head, he sheepishly smiled at you. Happy was slowly easing behind her, trying to grab the remainder of the cake. Without turning around she picks up a spatula, and whacks his hand with it. "Forget it Lowman!"

He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his arms, kissing you. Breaking off the kiss, he looks up. "Grab it Chibs!" Out of the corner of her eyes, she sees the cake being snatched from the counter, and the guys run from the room. He kisses her again, before releasing her.

"You've been very bad, and will be punished later!"

He smirked at her, winking. "I look forward to it!" He followed the guys outside to eat the rest of the cake.

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Reaching for your phone, checking the time it's three am, you really want a bacon cheese burger, and chili cheese fries. Looking over at Happy, she didn't want to wake him up, she was perfectly capable of going on her own food run. She carefully, moved from the bed, pulling on a SAMCRO t-shirt, and a pair of yoga pants, she slipped on a pair of flip flops.

Slipping down the stairs, and out into the garage, she drove out to the diner on Highway 18, since she was wide awake, she decided to go in and eat. Sliding into a both, she propped her feet up on the other side, getting comfortable. Waiting patiently for the waitress to come take her order, she looked over the menu to make sure there was nothing else she wanted.

The door to the diner burst open, and gun fire sprayed out everywhere, she slid down under the table.

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Happy rolled over, reaching out for his wife, coming up empty handed he opened his eyes frowning. Getting up he went downstairs in search for her, not finding her in the kitchen or livingroom, he went to the nursery. Not finding her there either, he stopped to pull on a pair of sweats, and a t-shirt, grabbing his phone, he went back downstairs. He checked out by the pool, seeing she wasn't there, he went back inside. Checking the garage, seeing her car gone, he called her phone, getting no answer, her left a voice mail.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he then ran his hand over his head, he hated that he had to worry like this. That every time she went missing he had to think the worse case scenario, the last time she disappeared, he had a GPS tracker put on her car. He loaded the app on his phone to find out where his wife was, if she was in danger, or just out for a drive.

Seeing her location, he went to redress, and took off to round her up. He was going to have a serious talk about her leaving in the middle of the night, how dangerous it was. As he neared the diner, he saw the flashing lights of emergency vehicles, he flew towards the diner. Parking quickly, he ran towards the door, only to be stopped by an officer.

"My pregnant wife is in there!" He tried to push the officer away, trying to look around him. He could see the Medical Examiner's van parked out front, and an ambulance. He was more determined then ever to get inside and find Devon, he was now struggling against two cops. Unser and Hale saw him, the yelled at the officers to let him through.

He ran towards them. "Devon?"

"Sorry son. It doesn't look like anyone survived." Unser looked at him sadly. Happy dropped to his knees, calling out his wife's name, his head dropping down in his hands as he sobbed.

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A waitress had been shot and killed next to her table, she careful slid out, rubbing some of the blood on her shirt, and body, she lay on the floor under the table. Breathing and moving as little as she could, her life depended on how well she played dead. She could hear the sirens coming, the place againd was sprayed with gunfire, she laid perfectly still not moving.

She would lay here, until someone came for her, she heard her phone ringing, it was Happy calling her. She didn't dare move to answer it, so she let it go, she'd call him back as soon as she was safe. She heard footsteps coming near her, holding her breath, she didn't move, her eyes closed, she waited. Hoping they didn't start shooting again.

Then the footsteps were running away, the sirens were louder, she still laid still, just waiting.. She heard talking, but still she didn't move, she just waited. She felt a hand on her neck, feeling for a pulse.

"We've got a live one here! We need a medic!" She slowly opened her eyes, looking at an ATF agent.

"I'm not hurt, it's not my blood." She pushed herself up to a sitting position, the agent helping her.

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Happy raised his head as the medic rushed passed him, he pushed himself up to his feet, starting to follow inside. Unser and Hale held him back,, telling him he needed to wait. He was still struggling to get inside when he saw Devon walking out towards him, he pushed passed Unser and Hale.

He stopped just starring at her, the t-shirt she was wearing covered in blood. She took the next few steps towards him, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm sorry."

He pulled back looking her over. "You whole?" She nodded her head, leaning into him. His hands ran over her body, checking her over. "I'm taking you to the hospital to be checked out."

"Hap, we're fine. I hid under a table while the shooting was happening, this isn't my blood. I pretended to be dead..." The look in his eyes darkened, he pulled her to him.

"I'm still taking you to St. Thomas." He wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her to the car. She didn't argue with him, just let him have his way.

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Other then her blood pressure being high, she and the baby were fine, she had to take it easy for the next week, and go back to the doctor for a follow up. From now on, if she had any in the middle of the night cravings, she wasn't allowed to go out and get them, she was to wake up Happy, that's what he was there for. The sun was just coming up when they walked in their front door, both exhausted, they climbed into bed.

She curled up against him, kissing the side of his neck. "I'm sorry."

He pulled her into his arms, holding her close to him. "You scared the hell out of me baby, please don't do it again." She closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep, her head laying on his chest.

A few hours later they were woke up by their doorbell being rung,lifting her head she frowned. Not wanting to get up, she rolled to her side, letting Happy get up. He rolled from the bed, going downstairs, he opened the door. Tig came charging inside, a look of pure rage on his face.

"You want to tell me why I had to find out from Unser, my daughter was involved in a shoot out this morning?"

"She and the baby are fine. We got home as the sun was coming up, and went to bed. We didn't think anyone would find out about it so soon."

"Who's responsible? And why was she out at three am by herself?"

"It was a robbery. And she's stubborn and independent, she was raised by Gemma."

"Speaking of Gemma, she's pissed and looking to hang you by your balls for not calling her and letting her know. The whole club is a little upset!"

'Other then her blood pressure being high, and needing to take it easy, everything is fine."

They looked up when they heard her coming down the stairs, she walked over, kissing Tig on the cheek. "Tell everyone it's my fault he didn't call. I fell asleep on him, and he didn't want to move and disturb me."

"You really okay doll face?" He looked down at her.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. I'm surprised you're the only one here."

Tig laughed, hugging her. "I won. Gemma will probably be here in the next twenty minutes." She walked over to the couch easing herself down, smiling at the two men. She watched as Happy came over, sitting next to her. Tig followed him, sitting down in the chair across from them. They were having a nice visit, when they heard the screeching of brakes, and then the roar of several bikes.

She smiled at the two men. "Looks like the family is here now." She started to get up and open the door, Happy's hand pushed her back down.

"Keep your little butt right there. You're suppose to be taking it easy." She sat back on the couch, watching him going to the door, opening it. Her mom came storming inside. She glared at Happy, before making her way to the couch.

"You and my grand daughter okay baby?" Gemma sat down beside her.

"Yes ma, we're both fine."

"Why didn't anyone call me?" She again glared at Happy. Devon took pity on her husband, Gemma could be one scary lady.

"It's my fault ma, we came home and went to bed. I fell asleep on Hap, he didn't want to move and disturb me. I need all the rest I can get." Gemma looked at her daughter, hugging her.

"As long as you're all okay." Gemma got up going to the kitchen. Devon watched her mom, going through her cabinets,freezer, and fridge, making a list. She came back into the livingroom.

"I'm going shopping, then I'm going to cook you and Hap a couple of dinners."

"Ma, you don't have to..." She didn't finish her sentence, at the look she was getting. Once Gemma made up her mind she was doing something, she was doing it, no matter what you had to say. The rest of the club came in after Gemma left, wanting to make sure, that she was really okay. They wanted to know if she saw who was responsible for the robbery.

She told them she was just concentrating on surviving, and that was all. She remembered hearing a female, and a male voice, but they didn't say anything that stood out. It was decided that she needed to have protection, in case they came looking for the only survivor. When Happy wasn't with her, someone would always be with her, she was use to it, she grew up with having protection detail.

The club left, it was just her and Happy left alone, he sat back down with her, pulling her into his arms. "I love you." He moved his hand to her stomach, gently stroking it. "I love you my little mija."

"I love you too."

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Happy had to leave for Tacoma for the next two weeks, he didn't want to leave her, she stood in the driveway, in his arms. "Hap, it's fine, you know the whole club will be looking out for me while you're gone. They'll protect me, and keep me safe."

He kissed her, looking down at her. "Don't go anywhere without one of the guys!"

"I promise." His hands moved down to her stomach, he moved down to kiss it, she wrapped her hands around his head. "Ride safe, and come home to us whole."

"Always!" He pulled her to him, kissing her one last time, before climbing on his bike. She watched him pull away, wiping away a tear, she rolled her eyes, blaming her damn hormones. She turned to go inside the house, when a voive stopped her.

"Excuse me, are you Devon Teller?"

She stopped looking at the young woman standing in her drive, getting an uneasy feeling about her. "And you are?"

"I'm Zoey Main, your sister."

AN: Another unexpected night off from work, so you get a chapter. Hope you enjoy it! Thanks for the lovely reviews! I do love getting them!