A Second Chance Ch. 8
TIME JUMP 6 MONTHS
Liz was sitting at her island, watching Happy clean his gun, shaking her head at the sight. One thing that she learned about the man in the last few months of being together, he took pride and care in all his weapons.
Happy could feel his lady watching him, giving her a glance over, he knew that she was thinking about her participation in what transpired today at the wedding. "What you all did for Chibs, was amazing." Putting down his gun, pulling her closer to his body.
Rubbing his arms, Liz couldn't help but smile at the thought, "I'm glad that it was doable. Luna took it as a personal mission to make sure that Jimmy didn't have the last laugh." Remembering that a few days after the incident Luna was on a warpath about the whole thing.
Snorting at the image that popped into his head, "I could only imagine." With his experience with her, he knew that she wasn't one to just roll over and take it. His eyes travelled down to her shoulder, enjoying seeing his crow on her shoulder.
Looking over at him seeing that he was eyeing his handy work, "Regretting that?" she teased him.
Spinning her around, "Woman. Don't test me." He loved the fact that she was now his in the eyes of the club, not that he would have forced her to get the tattoo if she really didn't want it.
Leaning up giving him a kiss, "OK, fine, I won't but I do have one request, you teach me how to tattoo." Smiling at his face.
"And why's that?" he asked, curious about her reasoning. Not that he minded, he enjoyed showing her his interests outside of the club.
"The truth, so when you need to add a smiley face, that lovely lady that you go to doesn't get too close to you." Chuckling as he smiled at her, "What can I say, I'm getting territorial."
Laughing deeply, "Alright," standing up, he moved towards his kit, grabbing his shit. Walking back, he pulled her to the kitchen table, sitting her down.
Liz watched and listened to him explain what each part was for. Looking at him when he handed her the tattoo gun, verbally explaining on how to take and reassemble the machine. Going slowly at first, wanting to make sure that she didn't snap any of the tiny gears as she was taking it apart.
Looking up, she found him watching her intently, "Can I ask why you're teaching me how to take it apart and put it back together? Not just showing me how to tattoo." She asked him, not that she was complaining about it, but she was curious.
Handing her a little screwdriver, "Because, you need to understand the machine in it's basic form, sometimes, even with small tattoos, something could snap, you need to know how to fix it quickly. This is just getting you familiar with the process." He explained.
Liz understood, "So like tattoo basic training." Turning her attention back to her task. She was determined to make sure that she learned everything she could about tattooing, at least enough to not fuck up his skin.
Happy watched her as she took apart the machine and gun a dozen times, after an hour, she was able to take it apart and put it back together like a seasoned artist. It always impressed him how she committed herself to learning something, hell she even spent time in the garage learning how to the change the oil, and even how to work on a timing belt.
As she finished up, he put the needles in front of her, "Now, these are for what you're wanting to do on me." Smiling as her face lit up. "Don't get excited, you're not tattooing me just yet."
Pouting at him, "Fine, but how or what do I practice on?" she asked. Curious, but taking a second, she wasn't going to practice on herself, while she loved her crow, the only other tattoo she would consider was a child's name.
"Pig skin." He said, enjoying watching her face go from excited to nervous. "Nervous Red?" he asked, wondering if this was something that was going to get to her.
Shaking her head, "Nope. But I'm not tattooing a little piggy that's alive, that's just cruel."
Laughing at her, "No baby girl, I'll stop by the butchers in a few days, get some pig ears to get you started." Seeing her nod at that.
"That works for me." Going back to the tattoo gun she started the process of learning how wrap the gun so that it was comfortable to use and adding the needles. After another 30 minutes, she was able to get everything together and disassembled quickly.
By the time she took everything apart for the last time, she let out a yawn, looking up at him as he snorted, "What, you got to sleep in, I had to be up at the crack of dawn, juggling international phone calls, keeping Luna from panicking, and be an amazing maid of honor. I don't want to hear it." She said as she stood, putting his tools back into its place.
Happy understood, it was a long time coming for this wedding. As she locked the box, he grabbed her tossing her on his shoulder, swatting her ass as he did so. "Let's get to bed, we have a long day tomorrow."
Liz couldn't help but laugh at him, just by looking at him, no one would have guessed that he was a caring man. It seemed that only a select few ever got to see that he was, and she felt blessed that she was one of them. Feeling her back hit the mattress, she smiled as he stripped and crawled into bed with her.
Happy could see that she was tired, "Tonight you sleep, but tomorrow morning, you're riding my dick." Smirking at her face. Pulling her close to his chest, he felt her arms wrap around him, instantly relaxing at her touch.
Liz kissed his chest, "Sounds fair." Letting out another yawn, she snuzzled deep into his chest, not taking very long for her to fall asleep. Her last thought of the night was how lucky she was to have given Happy a chance and get out of her own way.
Liz was sitting in the garage, grateful that she had the week off, while she enjoyed working, it was always good for her to take some time off work to recharge. Sitting near the ring, she looked up to find Luna looking anxious, jumping down, "What's up?" she asked her friend.
Letting out a sigh, "I have that feeling again. Something's up." Looking around the lot, she could see that everyone's bike was here.
Watching her friend, Liz knew that she needed to trust her gut feeling, she wished that she was able to pick up on whatever was setting her off. Taking a second, she let out a breath, she hoped whatever it was something that they could handle, between them and the club, she was confident that they could face it head on.
Liz wrapped her arms around her friend, "Use that weird radar you got, and just keep me informed, I got you babe." She said, trying to keep her voice light.
Luna couldn't help but laugh, "I adore you." Taking a second to think about it, "I will most definitely keep you informed, you're my ride or die." Laughing as she said it.
The pair walked into the clubhouse, sitting at the bar, Liz looked around seeing that the guys were still in Church, shrugging her eyes found the Prospect waiting for them. "Two beers Phil."
Nodding he quickly placed them in front of the girls. "Anything else?" he asked, he liked them, not only were they beautiful, but they never treated him like shit, he understood why the guys did, they needed to see what he was made of, but the other woman that came to the lot, were such cunts to him for no reason.
Luna shook her head, "No sweetie." Smiling up at him, "How much longer until your 1 year is up?" she asked, not exactly remembering when he started.
Liz looked up, "Oh shit, that's right, you're getting close right?" she asked him.
Smiling at them, "Yeah. 1 month left." Looking around it was just them, "Can I ask you something?" looking at the both of them.
Liz nodded, "Shoot, but I won't answer any questions about if they are leaning one way or the other, Happy doesn't talk about that with me."
Luna smiled, "Neither does Jax." Hoping that he understood that.
Phil just smiled at them, "Oh yeah, I know, even if they did, it would be a bitch move to ask you. While I want the patch, I'm going to see if I earned it. Ya know?"
Taking a deep breath, "It's relationship advice, you ladies, Donna, Gemma, and even Lyla, are so amazing when it comes to this life, if I earn my patches, I want to find someone like that, if and when the times comes for me to get my top rocker, would you help me find a good one?" He asked them nervous that he was coming off like a pussy.
Luna smiled, her eyes finding Liz who looked like a cat that just caught a canary. "Of course, Phil, I would love to. As Gemma said to me once upon a time, an old lady is the backbone of the club."
Liz remembered that when Happy verbally told the club that she was his, Gemma walked right up to her, explaining that she needed to be sure about this life. "I'm with Luna, you get your top rocker, we will do what we can to steer you to the right kind of girl." Liz already had someone in mind, she was a cute little radiologist that had eyes for Phil, but knew that he was a SON, and she was such a nerd.
Luna could see that Liz already had someone in mind, shaking her head, no wonder she looked like she just won the lotto. Turning her eyes back to Phil, "Here's the thing, if you want a good old lady, you need to be a good a good old man. Most woman don't tolerate what happens on a run shit, so before you get the idea of an old lady in your head, you should enjoy the spoils of earning that top rocker at least for a while."
Liz smirked at that, "Facts, I'd strangle Happy if I found out he stepped out on me. So, when you're done having your fun, we'll sit and talk but only if you're ready to keep your dick in your pants."
Phil just nodded his head, "That makes sense, if I get my rocker, then a lot of women will be throwing themselves at me, I don't want to start something and do something stupid." Looking up he could see that the Church doors opened, "Thanks for the advice." With that he walked out from behind the bar, doing what he could to clean up.
Liz leaned over to Luna, "I don't know the criteria that they look for, but I kind of hope that kid meets it." She said, not realizing that Happy and Jax were in listening distance.
Jax looked over at his SGT, giving him a smirk, "Is that so?" he asked, enjoying watching the both of them jump at the sound of his voice.
Luna looked over at her husband, smiling at his face, "You think you're so fucking funny." Standing up she walked over to him wrapping her arms around his waist, enjoying being close to him.
Liz shook her head, "Lucky for you, I love your wife, or I'd have issues with that." Standing up, she made her way towards Happy, feeling at peace in being in his arms. Once she felt him hold her, she looked up at him, "Everything good?" she asked him.
"Yeah, we have some business that needs to be handled," knowing that she would want to know more, checking around he could see that only members were in the clubhouse. "Calaveras, MC giving the Mayans a bit of trouble, so Jax, myself, and Alvarez are going to handle it."
Luna looked over at Jax, "OK, where is the rest of the club going to be?" Not liking that they weren't rolling a bit deeper.
Kissing her head, "They are heading to Nevada seems like Uncle Jury is wanting to patch into the SONs, so Clay and the rest are heading there to get that started."
Luna knew that was important, but something deep down told her that them separating was a bad idea, but she would talk to Jax about that at home, not in the open like this. Giving Liz a look, she could see she wasn't thrilled about them not being together either.
Liz knew that patching over another club was important, it spread out their reach, but the idea of 90% of the club not being with them while they handled this issue with the Mayans, just seemed like a bad idea. She could see that Luna was on the same page, knowing that she would bring it up to Jax, she wasn't going to bother talking to Happy about it.
Jax kissed his wife, tossing her over his shoulder, "I think we still have a few more places in the house that we need to christen," turning towards Happy, "see you tonight." With that he walked out towards his bike, ready to enjoy the night with his wife, it's been the best month of his life, and he knew that it was only going to get better the longer that they were together.
Liz looked up at him, "You're leaving tonight?" she asked him.
Tossing her over his shoulder, swatting his ass, "Yes," heading out the door, he could see that the guys that were heading out grabbing their gear, "Be safe brothers." He said as he set Liz down on the ground near his bike.
Otto, Tig, Opie, Bobby, Kip, Juice, and Chibs just nodded, "You too. See you in a few days."
With that Happy made his way home, and quickly stripped himself and her. Wanting to be deep inside her.
Happy watched her as she moved above him, his eyes watching her blue one's sparkle as he gripped her hands, "Fuck, so good. Cum for me baby." He groaned out.
Liz held his hands as she rode him, lifting herself almost off his cock, only to slide back down, as she bottomed out on his cock, she rolled her hips, knowing that it drove him crazy. "So close Happy, please." Needing to cum, but she would wait until he was ready for her to.
Moving his hands down to her hips, gripping them tightly, knowing that she would have his fingers bruised on them, but that only excited him seeing her marked by him. Smirking at her gasp, he thrusted himself up, wanting her to come undone all over him, "That's right baby, cum all over this cock."
She could feel the coiling in her lower belly, she couldn't keep her eyes open, even if she tried, "FUCK HAPPY." Screaming out to the room, not caring if anyone outside could hear her.
Groaning out as her pussy clamped down on his dick, but it was the sound of her screaming out his name, that send him careening over the edge, squeezing her hips harder as he let his cum coat the inside of her body. "Jesus." Feeling a little dizzy, from cumming so hard.
Not being able to hold herself up any longer, she laid across his chest, lightly kissing above his heart. "I love you Happy." Not knowing why she needed to say that to him.
Kissing her temple, "I love you too, Elizabeth." Carefully taking his fingers he traced her spine, enjoying the goosebumps that were now dotting her skin. "Marry me."
Freezing, she sat up just enough to look him in the eyes, finding him watching, waiting. Not able to keep the smile off her face, "Yes." Moving just enough to kiss his lips.
Wrapping his hand in her hair, he held her for a moment while they kissed, but he knew that he needed to get ready and meet with Jax. Pulling back, chuckling at her whimper, "Duty calls baby."
Sliding off him, never taking her eyes off his, "Be safe. You just promised me a whole amazing life, so you better give it to me." She sassed him.
Standing up, he reached into his kutte's pocket, pulling out a ring, smiling at her face, sitting on the bed taking her left hand, "You know I will baby girl." Another swift kiss and he headed to the bathroom, quickly showering and getting ready for his night.
Liz looked down at her hand, smiling at the simplicity of the ring, it was a princess cut, about a carat, but on the side of the band was a smile face. She loved it. Not wanting to be alone tonight, she quickly dressed and grabbed some clothes and put them in bag, she knew that he was heading to Jax's, she would stay Luna until they got back.
Standing in the doorway, they watched them ride off, but now that he was leaving, Liz could finally feel something that was making her uneasy. Turning her head to her friend, "I don't like this."
Shutting the door, Luna just nodded, "I know, I talked to Jax, he made it seem like Calaveras is a bullshit MC." Sitting on the couch, she clocked the ring on her finger, "Congrats, I was wondering when he was going to do it."
Looking up at her, "You knew?" Seeing her face, "Of course you did. Yeah, right before he started to get ready for tonight." Taking a beer that she was holding out to her, "Thanks."
"You are most welcome. So, ready to become Mrs. Happy Lowman?" Luna asked.
Nodding, "Yeah. I am. I figured that we'll wait a while before getting married, like you did with Jax. No need to rush, I'm his, he's mine." Enjoying the beer sliding down her throat.
Luna just nodded, enjoying her beer. Turning on the T.V, they put on a movie hoping that in a couple hours that one of them would get a call letting them know that everything was OK.
Outside of Oakland, Jax looked over at Alvarez and his son, they looked strapped, "So, who is running this little banger club?" he asked, wanting a little more information.
"Hector Salazar, he's the chapter President. Such a coño. He's stole some of my product, I'm pulling you in, because the word is, he has someone in Charming to spy on the SONs." He said, while he was sure that he could have handled this shit alone, figured that doing a solid for the SONs was always good for business.
Jax looked at him, then back to Happy, "He stay's alive until we get that information out of him." Looking over at the Mayans, "This is your show, we're just muscle." Knowing that there was a balance of respect and stepping in and out depending on what the situation was, but since they were on Mayans turf, it was Alvarez's call.
Nodding, he would never admit it out loud to anyone but his old lady, but he had a lot of respect for Teller, he was more willing to follow when it was needed, unlike his step father, but that was the past, and for the last year there was a good peace between all clubs and gangs in the area due to his quick thinking.
Pulling out their guns, they walked into the warehouse, finding it empty.
Happy didn't like this, something was off, "We need to leave. Now." He said, but as they all turned, they found about 6 guns pointing at their face.
Hector laughed, glad that his trap worked, "Put down your guns. Unless you want to die."
Jax gave the look to Happy, and looked over at Alvarez, seeing that he wanted to do the same thing.
Enjoying watching them drop their guns, "For now, I'm going to let you keep your kuttes, but you do something stupid, I'll peel them off your dead fucking bodies." Turning to his men, " Aseguren a estos pendejos."
Once they were all secure, Hector pulled out his phone, calling his girl. Smiling when she picked up quickly. "Plans in motion, stick close the clubhouse."
"OF course, lover; oh, you don't have to worry about the others coming looking for them for a while, they left for Nevada or something." She purred into the phone.
Smiling this was even better, he just needed to get the routes for their guns and drugs, and he would become the most feared leader from Lodi to Oakland. "Good, stay close to the club, but don't call me unless you have something to say, can't have them finding you baby."
Disconnecting the call, he watched the SONs look like they were going to explode, "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you just yet, I have information I need from you all." Looking at his men, "Mantenlos atados, pase lo que pase, volveré en unas horas, déjalos que se preocupen un rato." With that he left, he needed to check on his dealers, making sure that they were selling the product.
Phil heard the conversation, knowing that he needed to get someone here, pulling out his phone, he sent a text to the only person that he knew would be able to handle this shit.
P: Luna, Ima is up to something, I overheard her talking on the phone with someone, sounded like she was spying on the club, letting whoever know that they weren't in Charming.
Luna looked down at her phone, gasping, turning it to Liz. "That fucking bitch."
Liz nodded, "I'll get Gemma to round everyone up, we should head to lock down." Sending the text to Gemma.
Luna turned back to her phone. L: OK, do not let her know you said anything, invite her inside the club, keep her there. Liz and I are on the way. Where's Piney?
P: At the cabin, I'll wait until you get here to go get him.
L: Sounds good. Be there soon.
Looking over she could see that Liz was vibrating, "Don't worry, we are going to figure out what the fuck is going on." Standing up she grabbed some of Abel's things, knowing that Gemma would bring him to the clubhouse.
Liz and Luna rolled up on the club, seeing a Gemma walking up to them, "I tried to call Clay, but the part of desert that they are in probably won't get it until tomorrow night." Biting her lip, "Even if they turn right around when they get the message, they are at least a day's ride out. Tacoma too. We're on our own."
Liz could see Ima looking around, "Get everyone inside the clubhouse, we are taking that cum whore to the garage." Looking over at Luna, hoping that she was with her. Smiling that she nodded.
Luna waited until people started to trickle in, finding Phil watching the door, nodding at him. Walking up to Ima as she was ready to walk inside, smiling when he stepped in her path.
Ima looked up at the guy, "Move shit head, I'm going inside."
Folding his arms in front of him, he could see that Liz and Luna were right behind her, "No, you're not."
Before she could bitch at him, she felt someone grab her.
Liz put her in a head lock, quickly knocking her out, "Grab her ass Phil."
Not having to be told twice, he tossed her over his shoulder, following behind the girls. Once inside the garage, he placed her in the chair, and turned to lock the garage down. Now that it was secured, he could see that Luna and Liz tied her arms and legs to the chair. Swallowing hard, he knew what was going to happen, while he wasn't a fan of hurting a woman, he'd do what he could to make sure that the club was protected.
Luna looked down at the bitch, taking her phone out, going through the messages, her eyes going red, while it didn't say who she was talking to, it was her giving information to the club. Turning off her phone, not wanting to take any chances. Her eyes finding her friend, "I hope you paid attention to your old man."
Liz just nodded, without another moment, she slapped the bitch awake, smiling seeing the fear in her eyes. Stepping back, while she wanted to do this, Luna was the President's Old Lady, she had rank here.
Luna watched her look around, not even giving her a second to wonder what was about to happen, she grabbed a pair of pliers, "Hold her mouth open." Looking at Phil.
Doing what he was told, he watched as Luna pulled her molar out of her mouth.
Liz turned the radio on, doing what she could to muffle the sounds of her screaming.
"Let's be clear you bitch, I will pull each fucking tooth out of your face, tell me who the fuck are you giving information to, and what the plan is. You do that, I'll let you live. Lie, well, I guess we'll find other body parts to start removing."
Ima was choking on her blood, she knew that they weren't kidding, in a moment, she spilled everything. "Right now, they are at the warehouse, Hector's plan is to get the drug routes and gun routes from both of the clubs."
Liz looked over at Luna, seeing that she was OK with her asking questions, "How many men?" she growled out.
"I don't know maybe 6 or 7." Crying, "Please I told you everything. Don't kill me."
Luna looked down at her, not even saying a word but hitting her in the temple knocking her out. Her eyes finding Phil, "Get her to the cabin, have Piney watch her, make sure that she's bound and gagged, get back, you're to protect everyone here." turning to Liz, "Let's go get our men."
Phil knew that they were going and there was nothing he could do, hell even if he was a member, he was sure that they would tell him to fuck off. Wrapping her up in a blanket and placing her the truck of the loaner, "Be safe."
Liz watched him drive off the lot, looking down at her clothes, knowing that they needed to change into something more functional, seeing that Luna was on the same page, "We need a couple guns."
Pulling her into the clubhouse, she could see Gemma watching her, indicating for her to come. As they changed into dark clothes, and braiding their hair, they explained to her what was going to happen.
Gemma pulled them both into a hug, "Bring them home ladies."
With that Liz and Luna jumped into the van, with a few AKs, ready to bring war to Hector Salazar for thinking he could fuck with the SONs.
*Spanish from Google Translate*
* coño -pussy
*Aseguren a estos pendejos. – Secure these assholes.
*Mantenlos atados, pase lo que pase, volveré en unas horas, déjalos que se preocupen un rato. – Keep them tied up, no matter what. I'll be back in a few hours, let them worry for a while.