Helena smiled when Happy dropped a kiss to her head before heading out to T-M. Their middle of the night conversation had calmed her significantly. She still marveled at how he was at home verses when she saw him in public. Snorting a laugh at the thought of one his brother's seeing him like this she stood.

"Ok petits monstres (little monsters), this morning we are cleaning," she said to some minor whines.

"Listen to your mama!" Happy called from the garage entrance. Henry and Noella straighten up at that

"Then we have grocery and school shopping. When we get home, you can play ok?"

"Oui mama," was the chorused response.

On a break from dusting, Helena decided to send in her resignation. Knowing she had Happy's full support made it easier. People resign from their jobs all the time, don't worry about it she told herself. She had barely hit send when her phone rang, it was Happy.

"Hey, is everything ok?" She heard him grumble something before answering.

"Yeah, I'll know more about handling last night's shit after church but I'm good with you going out. Jax's son was born this morning…and his junkie ex-wife od'd. The baby is alive…kinda but it's unclear if Wendy will wake up," Happy growled. Helena could hear how upset he was.

"Mon Dieu! Tu te fiches de moi? (Are you kidding me?) How could a mother…how's Jax?" Helena exclaimed.

"Joder, está destrozado y cabreado," Happy replied

"English mon amour," Helena said.

"He's tore up and pissed off. Beat the hell out of Wendy's dealer and I was tempted to join him," Happy rasped.

"That's just because you are a good father. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Too fuckin' good for me…yeah there's gonna be a dinner thing after church tonight. I want you here," Happy's voice turned from rasp to demand signaling Helena really didn't have a choice.

"I'll be there babe, just gotta call Neeta. My appointment is Thursday at 10am. The kids have practice then and Mrs. Garrett agreed to a playdate after so we won't have to worry about Henry and Noella until 4," Helena said.

"Our appointment carina, ours. I'll clear it with Clay and Gemma for work," Happy said making Helena smile. Her husband was washing away any lingering doubts that this would be like her first pregnancy.

"Je vous aime," Helena said feeling the tears in her eyes. (I love you.)

"Te amo," Happy said hanging up.

Helena pulled up to the lot at seven. This was only her second time at the clubhouse and it still made her a little nervous. She had opted for jeans and a black tank top with her black ankle booties. Simple but nice enough for the clubhouse. She twisted her wedding band around her finger as she entered. Only the prospect was at the bar. A few hang arounds and crow-eaters lingered between the couches and the pool table.

"Still trying to hang around? We got the men taken care of sweetie," Lynn snarled.

Helena decided to ignore her and head to the bar. The prospect gave her a welcoming smile.

"Whatcha need Mrs. Happy?" Helena returned his smile at that.

"Sprite or Ginger Ale if you have it," she said feeling a roll in her stomach.

"Got both, what would you like?"

"Ginger Ale over ice."

Helena glanced over her shoulder seeing Lynn coming her way. She didn't know what the woman's problem was. It wasn't like Helena was chasing down every patch for their attention.

"Did you not hear me bitch?" Lynn to the same hip pop stance the last time Helena say her.

"I did. But I'm not trying to be a crow-eater or interested in any patch besides my husband. I think there are plenty of the patches who would indulge you; just not my husband," Helena coolly replied. That seemed to provoke Lynn further.

"Husband? Happy actually married you?" Lynn's face lost color when Helena turned her right arm revealing her crow tattoo.

"He di…" Helena ducked as Lynn took a wild swing at her. Standing she motioned for the prospect to stay back.

"Fuck you, you stupid whore!" Lynn screamed. Helena shrugged making sure to stay just out of reach.

Lynn tried getting closer but Helena was quicker. She was just waiting for the right moment. Finally her stomach rolled and she darted closer. Lynn shrieked as the vomit hit her. Helena grabbed a napkin from the bar as Lynn sprinted to the bathroom.

"That was both awesome and disgusting," Half-Sack said.

"Yeah, now hopefully she won't come near me. Can I use the kitchen to brush my teeth?"

"First on the right, but I guess you knew that," Half-Sack said being a gentleman and handing her her purse. Helena just smiled at him.

"She really did that?" Tig's voice was the first she heard.

"Yep. Was all polite at first but after Lynn to that first swing, Mrs. Happy wasn't playing games," Half-Sack answered.

Helena chuckled again at the nickname. She saw her husband with a look of shock and anger on his face. She knew he hated her being in danger, and it was probably double now that she was pregnant.

"C'mere babe," he ordered when he saw her.

She complied allowing him to pull her into his side and kiss her head. Half-sack handed her a fresh Ginger Ale.

"I'm gonna have to remember that vomit trick next fight I have," Tig said giving her a nod of approval.

"Bitch shouldn't have started shit," Happy grumbled.

"I'm fine, all good my grouchy husband," Helena soothed.

Happy just led them outside. Sitting at a bench with Bobby, Happy went to get them food.

"Heard you won a fight already," Bobby teased.

"Well she insulted my husband, she deserved it," Helena said.

"Happy's a lucky guy. Most of us fail at making marriage work with this life," Bobby said.

"I believe in being all in. I made a vow with my crow and ring. There are very few things that I would break that for,"Helena said. Bobby gave her a smile.

"I knew you were a good one."

Happy returned with two burgers and chips, a beer tucked under his arm. Helena cut hers in half before taking a tentative bite. It was a roll of the dice with food right now but the protein would be good for her. Relief came over her when her stomach didn't react and she was able to eat her whole burger.

"Gonna fight tonight?" Bobby asked Happy as Helena munched on her chips.

"Yeah, me and Tig need to settle our tie," Happy said.

"You better win or you'll break Noella's heart thinking her daddy could lose," Helena joked.

"Can't disappoint my princess," Happy deadpanned, with Helena knowing how far around her little finger their daughter had him wrapped.

"Will we get to meet the kids?" Bobby asked. He knew him and half the club were dying to.

"Oh, I hadn't thought about that," Helena said reflecting on how it could be good.

"When things settle a bit," Happy said deciding the matter.

The three watched a few fights before Tig waved Happy and Bobby over. Helena followed, being sure to hold Happy's kutte carefully and give him a kiss for luck. She found a spot by Half-Sack to watch. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Clay, Jax, Bobby and Piney talking. Jax looked worn out and on edge.

"NIce hit babe!" Helena returned her focus to the ring.

Her husband looked sexier than ever in the ring. His tattoos gleamed with a sheen of sweat. And damn those muscles and pregnancy hormones. In three more hits, the last a nice shot to Tig's ribs ended the fight in Happy's favor.

"Damn it Hap, the Lowman's go two for two tonight," Tig jested getting out of the right.

Happy just gave a grin hopping down to kiss Helena. Helena deepened the kiss a moment before pulling back.

"I'm tired Ma moitié, take me to your dorm please," Helena asked feeling her tiredness hit her. (My half)

"Whatever you need, carina," Happy said. He took a moment to toss on his shirt and kutte.

Helena liked the tidiness of Happy's dorm. It made it seem less like it was in a clubhouse. He handed her a t-shirt.

"I have extra shit in the bathroom for you. I have to be out there for a bit longer, but I'll lock the door. Te amo," Happy said kissing her forehead.

"Ok, good night; love you too," Helena said starting to undress.

Happy left once she was in his shirt and heading to the bathroom. She wasn't in bed ten minutes before she was out like a light.