SAMCRO's Secret

Motel, Money, Murder, Madness

Tyler wrapped her arms tighter around Happy's waist as they neared his mother's house. He had refused to bring the truck, saying that it was bad for his reputation to always be in a cage. So they were on his bike. Happy wouldn't admit it to Tyler but he like having her on his bike. He got to show her off to everyone around, and she was practically forced to hold onto him. Plus, he had the perfect opportunity to say she was his bitch since she was riding bitch on his bike.

When they got off the bike he threw his arm around her shoulders and kissed her. "Stop worrying, babe." he chuckled. "I'm not worrying." she snapped. "Yeah, okay." he laughed and lead her inside.

They barely made it all the way in the door before his aunt was shouting, "He brought her back! She's back!" to his mother. "Told you there was nothing to worry about." he laughed. "Happy Lowman, you just about killed me! I thought you ran off the only good little girl in your life! Now, I want grandkids before I die!" his mother scolded him. Happy sighed, "I actually kinda wanted to talk to you about that, Ma." he said slowly.

"She's pregnant!" his aunt and mother shouted with glee simultaneously. "No, no. She was, we had a little boy. His name was Alex, I brought a picture for you, but Ma, he uh, he was killed a few weeks ago." Happy said as he pulled a picture of Alex out of his kutte and handed it to his mother. Tyler chewed on the inside of her cheek, she felt like a failure.

"Oh he was beautiful." his mother sighed. Tyler heard the roar of motorcycles outside and looked at Happy, asking for an explanation. His aunt was helping his mother go out back and Happy had a big goofy grin on his face.

Tyler saw through the window that SAMCRO was going to the backyard as well. She turned back to Happy and crossed her arms over her chest, "What the hell are you doing, Happy Lowman?" she asked and he grinned at her.

He wrapped one arm around her waist, "Alex made me realize just how fuckin' much I love your crazy ass, and when I told my Ma about it and she wanted me to bring you back down here, so she could see it." he started. "See what?" Tyler interrupted him. "Hush. Anyway, I wanna officially make you my Ole Lady, and a Lowman." he said and by this time he'd lead her out to the back porch where everyone was waiting. "Happy." she mumbled, realizing where he was going with it.

He got down on one knee and pulled a ring out of his kutte, "So, Ty, I want ya to fuckin' marry me." he said and she giggled. "You know, you're still such a classy guy." she said and he stood up and kissed her hard. "You're such a fucking smart ass." he said with a smile and she laughed. "And you're the one marrying me." she chuckled as he slipped the ring on her finger.

Clay walked over and hugged both of them, "You two psychos are good for each other." he said happily. "Are you really about to have a party at your moms house?" Tyler whispered to Happy. "Nah, this is just family, just a small little thing. They all wanted to be here to see you say you'll calm your crazy ass down and be my fuckin' Ole Lady." he chuckled and kissed her again. "Whatever." she laughed and kissed him back. "The party at the clubhouse, is going to be insane." he promised her. "Go drink with your club." she laughed at him. He kissed her again before walking off to go celebrate.

She walked over to his mom and aunt. "You two knew about this?" she asked. "You should've seen your face! My boy planned it out perfectly!" his mother squealed with joy as she pulled Tyler in for a tight hug.

As Tyler walked inside to get a drink her phone rang and she sighed when she saw the caller ID, Happy is going to be pissed. It was her boss, Damon Pope, and he had a job for her, in Russia.

Tyler walked back outside and sighed when she spotted Happy, he was surrounded by the guys. There was no way she could get him separated. She walked inside and back to his room and texted him, telling him to come to his bedroom.