Amour

IX

It's been a month since Callie came running back to her husband. The whole club has noticed a difference in Happy and Jax was worried. He was worried Happy has gone soft... As his Sergeant at Arms, Jax needed Happy ready to do anything. He was beginning to wonder if he could still do that for the club.

"Yeah Prez?" Hap asked walking into church where Jax awaited him.

"I have some concerns Hap." He told him carefully.

"About what?" Happy asked.

"Well... About Callie. The whole club has noticed a difference in you since she came here. I just want to touch base and make sure we're still on the same page."

Happy's jaw clenched as he grew angry but managed to keep it contained. "Don't question my loyalty to you or this club. I am still the same person I've always been." Happy told him.

"Are you really? You've acted very differently since she came around." Jax raised an eyebrow at him.

"Because being with her makes the darkness fade away. I can still do my job Jax. I still enjoy what I do. I can still take someone's life without a second thought and enjoy myself while I do so. Callie doesn't change that. Should I worry about you and Tara? You're different with her around." Happy countered.

Jax stopped for a moment and thought. Happy was right, Jax was vastly different when his wife was around... Should he have ever expected anything different from Happy? "You're right brother. I'm sorry. I shouldn't question you. You're my most loyal member brother." Jax told him.

Happy nodded and they hugged it out. "I'm taking Cal for a ride. You need me for today?" He asked.

"No, take today man. Spend time with your girl. I'm gonna do the same with Tara." Jax told him.

Happy nodded and left to find Callie. Callie was just coming out of the bathroom attached to Happy's room, when Hap walked in. His eyes went wide as he looked at her. Her three foot long blonde hair was pulled into loose pigtail braids that started below her ears. She wore a simple black ribbed tank top that showed off her perfect large breasts, medium wash ripped skinny jeans and a leather jacket with her aviator sunglasses placed on top of her head.

Callie looked at Happy and smiled. Hap didn't smile back just walked over and kissed her deeply, pulling her to him by the back of her neck and her hip. "You look..." Happy trailed off stepping back looking her over slowly. "Edible and delicious." He smirked at her.

Within seconds Happy could see her blush crawling up her neck and across her cheeks. Happy chuckled before pulling her to his chest. "You ready to go?" Hap asked her.

Callie nodded so Happy took her hand and led her out. Along the way they got stopped by Tig who needed Hap to come look under the hood of a '98 Oldsmobile and get his opinion. Happy walked back to her and gave her, her helmet before putting on his own. The couple mounted the bike and they were off.

Happy took Callie for a tour around before stopping at a small diner for lunch. They ate, while Callie told him about things she'd done while they were separated. Happy doing the same. When they finished lunch they drove out to the cliffs again and just sat in silence. Happy wrapping his arm around her waist as Callie leaned into him.

It was a relaxing silence between the two, Happy has never enjoyed talking a lot even with Callie. She understood that and never forced him, sometimes he enjoyed just listening to her. But this time, all that needed to be said could be felt in the energy surrounding the couple. Callie still didn't fully trust her husband  and for that she couldn't be blamed but when you love someone as much as Happy and Callie love each other, they knew they could work things out.

Happy's phone began to ring, startling the couple who had gotten used to the silence over the last hour. Happy answered the call and Callie could tell by the expression on his face he was pissed. He snapped the burner shut and practically dragged Callie to his bike. He placed her helmet on her before putting on his own. Callie was confused but knew better then to ask questions right now.

Happy revved the bike before they took off speeding back to Teller-Morrow. Callie held onto her husband tightly, feeling the fear sink in her gut. Especially when a large SUV came up on their rear end.

"HANG ON!" Happy yelled to her as the bike took off flying down the road, Callie held on even tighter burying her head between his shoulders.

"SHIT! HAPPY!" Callie screamed as she saw the Escalade about to bump the back tire.

The words had barely escaped her lips when the Escalade backed off, pulling up a little beside them. The car swerved into them, and Happy managed to swerve away the first time but the second time sent them and the bike to the ground. In the commotion Callie had loosened her grip on her husband so as they went down he was thrown from the bike landing badly.

Callie screamed as the bike pinned her leg down, the hot metal burning through her jeans. "HAPPY!" She screamed seeing him laying unmoving about twenty feet away. "HAPPY!!" Callie cried as someone stepped near her, her adrenaline starting to wear away and her vision was fading. "Happy..." She whispered just as everything went black.

The man lifted the bike off of Callie's limp body before placing her in the back seat of his car, looking back he glared at the man laying in the grass without caring whether he lived or died. He brushed a hand down the side of Callie's cheek. "Now you'll be mine princess..." He whispered in a sinister way. "All mine..."