Amour

V

Waking up being wrapped up in Happy's arms felt like a dream. I honestly thought I was dreaming but as I moved slightly to see his peaceful face my heart swelled. I really was home.

Happy arms tightened around me for a moment before he stretched out slightly. His eyes fluttered open and he peered down at me with warm brown eyes. "You're really here." He said softly in his deep, raspy, sleep addled voice.

"So are you..." I whispered reaching up to stroke his face softly.

He rolled us so he was hovering over me. He captured my lips in a kiss, I wrapped my arms around him holding him close. But our moment was soon interrupted by a knock on the door. "Hap! Chruch!" Someone called from the other side.

Happy groaned and kissed me again softly before climbing out of bed. He opened dresser drawers and pulled out a fresh pair of jeans and shirt, pulling them on he loaded himself up before kissing me again and exiting the room. I sighed happily before climbing out of bed myself.

I threw my hair into a messy top knot and stole a pair of sweatpants from Happy's drawer. I stepped out of the room and followed the smell of coffee where I found Gemma. She offered me a mug and I took it gratefully. "Good morning sweetheart." She greeted.

"Morning." I smiled at her sweetly.

"Heard you had a good night." She smirked at me.

I grinned ear to ear. "Still tender to walk." I said taking a sip of my coffee.

Gemma laughed and shook her head. We sat together in comfortable silence as we drank our coffee waiting for the boys to come out of church. Eventually they did and Happy strode straight for me. I smiled at him happily which he returned before kissing me sweetly.

"I gotta go on a run today. Won't be long though. Maybe an hour or two." He told me.

"Okay, I gotta go home anyways." I told him.

"Take a prospect or a patch with you please." He asked.

"Why?" I asked back.

"Just in case Cal. Please." He asked worry in his voice.

"Okay." I sighed but nodded.

His dark eyes darted around seeing his brothers just watching him he shook his head and took my head. I grabbed my coffee before he pulled me down to the dorm. As soon as the door closed behind us, he took my coffee and set it on the desk before tugging me to his chest. We wrapped our arms around one another and just stood that way for a few moments. "I'm probably going to need a new smiley face when I get back..." He told me.

"Okay." I replied nodding against his chest.

"You're coming back right?" He asked.

"Do you want me to come back?" I asked him looking up to meet his eyes.

He didn't answer me. He simply cupped my bruised cheek in his palm before bringing his lips down to mine. "Je t'aime Happy." I said softly my accent coming out as I spoke. (I love you)

"I love you too Callie." He told me.

"Sois en sécurité mon amour." I whispered before he pressed a last kiss to my lips, and we left the room. (Be safe my love.)

I grabbed my coffee on the way out and sat back down with Gemma while Hap went to go converse. "I heard you call Happy mon... a-more? What does that mean?" She asked.

"Oh, mon amour is French and translates to my love." I told her.

"Do you speak a lot of French?" Gemma asked, ideas swirling in her head.

"I was raised bi-lingual. Being born and raised in Quebec, I need to be able to speak both." I explained.

"You're from Canada?" She asked wide eyed.

I laughed and nodded. "Yes, I was down here for school when I met Happy." I told her.

"Last question, I promise." Gemma told her holding her hands up. "How old are you?" She asked.

"Thirty-two." I replied. "I have a feeling you are very protective of these boys." I mused.

"I can be." She shrugged.

I nodded as we came to an understanding. It didn't need to be said I was just as protective over what's mine. Happy came over to me and kissed me letting me know they were heading out. I nodded and looked around seeing the big guy I think his name is Phil, standing behind the bar.

"Excusez-moi. Can you possibly follow me to my house to grab some of my things?" I asked him. (Excuse me.)

"Sure." He nodded.

I thanked him and ran back to Happy's room and grabbed my purse before heading back out. Phil followed me and got on his bike while I got into my car and we were off. My home was only about forty-five minutes away and when we got there, I saw a familiar car in the driveway.

I stayed in my car as Phil approached my window, I rolled it down to speak to him. "Want me to call Hap?" He asked.

"No. He's busy... Just come with me." I said sighing.

Phil nodded and I got out of the car still wearing Happy's clothes. "Are you kidding me? You won't fuck me, yet you'll bang multiple bikers?" Hanson growled stepping out of his car.

"No. I went back to my husband. You know, the reason you're limping, and your face is so busted up." I told him.

"HUSBAND?" He screamed.

"Yes. Husband. I need you leave now." I stated calmly.

"This isn't over Callie. Your husband is nothing but some tattooed biker piece of shit! He can't give you the life I can!" He yelled.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Phil on the phone and didn't think much of it as I replied to Hanson. "You know, he can't. He can't give me a life full of getting beaten and raped. Being ordered around. You know what he can give me? A life full of love and happiness. A man who loves me and everything I am. A man who knows what no means. A man who stands by his family, who is fiercely loyal and protective of those he loves. You need to walk away." I told him standing tall.

"This isn't over Callie. Not by a long shot." He growled climbing back into the drivers' seat of his car.

He peeled out of the driveway and after a momentI felt a tap on my shoulder. Phil handed the phone to me as I turned around andI put it to my ear. "You did good Cal."