Sons of Anarchy

2. Happy

Happy 18+ abuse warning

Y/n P.O.V
        Helping people is all I ever wanted to do, so when a job opened up to be an in -home caregiver I took it. I did have to move closer to be in Bakersfield, so I ran at the opportunity. I currently live an hour away, and found a great little house. I needed to get out of Potterville.
        During my move I sent my patient, Mrs. Lowman, my information just so we could get to know each other.  I know it could be uncomfortable for a stranger to come into your home, and start moving things. I found out my house is actually across the street from her home. When she saw me unloading, she brought a plate of little pastries, and we laughed when we learned who was who.
          Today I started my actual job. I'm usually nervous, but it's like I'm seeing a friend. I put her medicine schedule in my phone alarm, got her food for the day, and just sat around with her until she needed something. She was sick, but it didn't mess with her until the afternoon. While she'd wake up from her nap she'd tell me about her son, Happy, and I could tell he's her heart.

Happy P.O.V
         I knew when I saw her name come across my phone I knew she was going to need something.
"Yes ma'am." I answer.
"Son, I want you to come meet my new nurse. She's been here for a couple weeks now." Momma talked like I wasn't even here. "She's such a sweet girl, and can't wait to meet you. I've told her almost everything about you." She laughs. "I'll be making lunch Friday, and will see you here." She then hangs up.
         I grumble to myself as I pocket my phone, and notice it's getting dark. I gotta tell Jax I'm heading to Bakersfield. He asks if mom's okay, and I tell him she's fine. I'm packing my duffel bag as a thought hits me of how my mom said certain things. "Can't wait to meet me." like I'm getting set up. I say bye to the guys, and as I'm sitting on my bike I think. I know it's my mom, but why does she do this? I'm not ready to settle down yet.

Y/n P.O.V
        Today when I walked into Mrs.Lowman's house she had bowls of different things out. I walk around the kitchen, racking through my head trying to remember if it's a holiday, or if she had plans.
"Oh sweetie I didn't hear you come in." Mrs.Loman scares me when she just pops up.
"Did you have plans today Mrs.Lowman? I don't remember." I take the box of different spices, putting it on the counter.
"That's because I didn't tell you. My son is coming for the night, so I have to make his favorites." She smiles so big as she sets everything up. "You're staying too."
        I just say yes ma'am, and get to work helping her cook. She seemed to be in good spirits today, so I just stirred. She made so many different European dishes like dolma, soup, and some flaky pastries. While she was wrapping the dolma a motorcycle pulled into the driveway.
"Oh that's him." She wipes her hands as she walks to the door.
        I stay in the kitchen, finishing the rest of the dolma, to let them greet each other. I was taking the empty bowl to the sink when Mrs.Lowman came back with a tall, bald, sexy man in a leather vest. It took me a second to realize Mrs.Lowman was talking.
"She's been a real help around here." She rubs my arm as she walks around me. "Everyone sit, we can have soup as we wait for the dolma to finish." She practically pushes us into seats next to each other.
"Mrs.Lowman I can do that." I try to stop her.
"I can put soup in a bowl." She's sassy when she wants to be, so I just hold my hands up.
        Happy just looks at me, like he's trying to understand something. While we eat the only talking comes from Mrs.Lowman. Happy tries to talk, but she beats him to it. I smile watching them together. She still treats him like a kid, sad he gets grumpy like one, trying to move away. The dolma dings, but I notice she's getting droopy. I must have been making a face, because Happy looks from me to her.
"Why don't you go take your nap, and we'll eat this for dinner?" I offer, taking the oven mitts from her. "I might save you a piece of your pastry." I giggle.
"Alright. Just don't let me sleep too long."
"I won't, I promise. Let me get this out, and I'll help you get into bed."
"I'll take it out." Happy jumps up, and turns the oven off.
         I smile up at him as I help Mrs.Lowman out the kitchen. While I get her situated I hear some noises in the kitchen. When I walk back into the kitchen I hear the dishwasher running, and the kink empty. Happy was just sitting at the little table eating a piece of dolma. I walk to the table, taking the tray away from him, and covering it in foil. I hear him chuckling as I put it into the warm oven.
"I was enjoying that." He smirks.
"Well you can still enjoy them in three hours." I laugh as I hand him a piece of the pastry.
       It didn't even last a blink with how fast he crams it in his mouth. I just shake my head at him as I sit down with my own piece. We started to talk about how I got to being a nurse for his mom. I obviously left out some things, but those weren't relevant anymore. I asked him what his patches meant, but it only made him more attractive. We talked so long I didn't realize the sun was setting. I was supposed to wake his mom up an hour ago, but as I jumped up she came walking into the kitchen. She just smirks at us, doesn't say a word, just walks to the oven to get the food out.
"Someone stole a dolma." She says to herself.
      I just look at Happy as he looks out the window. We sit, eat, and enjoy more conversation. I didn't think family could be this relaxing. When everything was cleaned, and put back into its spot I told Mrs.Lowman I would see her tomorrow. As I'm getting my jacket on, Happy comes to the door, so I move to the side for him. He just stands there.
"You're not walking alone." Is all he said as he opened the door for me.
"I'm just across the street." I try to argue.
"I'm still walking with you." He looks ahead of him.
         When we get to my door he asks for my number, and doesn't leave my porch until he hears my door locks. As I was getting ready for bed my phone vibrated. I have a text from some number, but the first message had me relaxing back into my pillow.
H: It's Happy
H: Goodnight Dove
   I immediately smile down at my phone.
M: Goodnight Hap
      I went to sleep that night smiling to myself, and hoping I don't make a bad decision again. The next day I helped his mom pack some stuff for him. While I was wrapping things he would come up behind me, and watch what I was doing. His mom would giggle at us as I tried to push him off, but he'd just come right back.
      While he was gone we texted all day, when he could, but when he'd call at night. I would joke with Mrs. Lowman while she's on the phone with him.
       Today is my day off, so I decided to just stay in, watch tv, and just relax. I was about to call Happy when a delicate knock came from my door. Maybe Mrs.Lowman needed something, but when I opened the door I wished I could disappear.