Coming Home (A Happy Lowman/Sons of Anarchy fanfic)

Chapter 15

When we arrived at the clubhouse, Hap and I went to pack while Jax talked to Juice and Sack. We were going to do it but Jax said it would be better coming from him. I called Alvarez and told him there would be four people coming but the we only needed 3 rooms. He assured me everything would be taken care of.

--Time skip: Santo Padre--

As we rolled into the Mayan clubhouse parking lot, we got a lot of stares. I guess some people didn't know we were coming.

Once everyone stopped staring and most of them went back to what they were doing, we dismounted, causing more stares at me.

"The fuck you looking at?" I asked and pointed to the 'V. PRESIDENT' patch on my kutte. Everyone looked away and we made our way over to the prospect, who seemed to know Hap.

"Yo Prospect!" I yelled as we got closer. He turned around and realized I was the one who called out. He looked shocked by the kutte on my back. "Where's your president?" I asked. He looked from me to Happy and then back to me hesitantly. 

"Chapel." he said and got back to whatever he was doing. I told Juice and Sack to stay outside and headed to the Chapel inside with Happy. Once inside the clubhouse, it wasn't hard to find the chapel, but the doors were closed, which wasn't surprising, seeing as the only Mayan outside was the prospect and everyone else was hang-arounds. I walked outside quickly and motioned Juice to join us. Once he caught up, I knocked on the Chapel door. A few seconds later, one of the guys opened it and just stared at me for a few seconds before moving and letting us in. Once in, again everyone was staring. 

"Why the fuck you all keep staring? Yeah I'm a girl with a patch on my back. I'm also the VP so get over it. I did more for my club than you can imagine." I said and Hap placed a hand on my shoulder. The men chuckled and looked at the president.

"We didn't even hear about a girl prospect, let alone a VP is all. Just weren't expecting it. Now, what's y'alls names?" he spoke.

"That's cause I was never a prospect. Didn't need to be. I was raped and kept it a secret for 6 years to protect my club, and then I was in a bombing, beaten, and kidnapped for my club." I said and watched all the facial expressions turn from shocked to respectful in a matter of seconds. I continued. "I'm Tristen Teller. That's one of the reasons I'm VP. I'm Jax's little sister. This is Happy Lowman, and Juice Ortiz. Our prospect is outside. His name is Half-Sack. One thing to say. Hap is my old man, figured y'all should know." I said and leaned my hands on the table, looking to the president. "Now, who are all of you?"

"Can't give last names for everyone, so bare with me." he said with a light chuckle.

"I'm Bishop, this is my vp Taza, Hank, Coco, Angel Reyes, Gilly, Creeper, Riz, and the prospect outside is EZ Reyes. EZ is Angel's little brother. " the president said. 

"Ok so ranks are you as Prez, Taza as VP, Hank as SAA, Angel as Secretary, Gilly as Treasurer, and everyone else is normal members aside from the Prospect?" I asked for confirmation. They all nodded.

"Okay, why did you need representation?" I asked.

"What are you talking about? We needed reinforcements because we are having some problems with the drug industry. Padrino said he would take care of it." Bishop replied.

"Alvarez, that ass. We weren't here to represent. Well, we're here now. Juice, call Jax and let him know we are going to be here a bit longer than planned." Juice nodded and left.

"What's the issue? Do we get to kill anybody?" I asked and smirked. I knew Happy was smirking behind me.

The guys all laughed. "Hold up, random question. Why is his name Happy?" Coco asked.

"He gets a smiley face tattooed to him every time he kills someone." I said nonchalantly. I then laughed as Happy pulled up his shirt and then looked at me.

"Tell them about you." he rasped.

"You? What about you?" Angel asked amused.

I pulled up my shirt and pointed to my scythes. "My kills. Hap and I had the same job at different times. When I was 16, before the rape, I was the club enforcer, without being a member. Killed two people before I left, and two more since I've been back. After the rape, I had to leave town to keep the secret, I was gone 6 years. Just came back about 5 months ago. Been a member for 3." I finished. 

"Okay, enough background, we got shit to discuss." Bishop said. "New group in town, stealing drugs. We work for the Galindo cartel. This other group is not good for business. Call themselves Los Olvidados. They have a mantra or whatever it's called. 'Matar al diablo resucitar mexico.'" he finished. 

I turned to Happy, knowing he only knows a little bit of Spanish. "Kill the devil, resurrect Mexico." I said. Everyone looked at me in awe at the fact that I knew Spanish, but one of the places I moved to in the 6 years I was gone was Mexico. I turned back to the table. "I lived in Mexico for two of those 6 years."

Everyone nodded. Bishop cleared his throat and attention was back on him. "Nothing new has happened yet, but we have been in need of backup for weeks." I nodded and he slammed the gavel down signalling the end of Church.

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Thanks for reading! I'm leaving it here for now. Next Chapter will be about the Reyes boys and Happy, but Tristen will be a part of it in some way too. Bye! 

                                                                                                   xx,

                                                                                                   T. Teller