Abby

"I killed my own daughter."

The words flow through my mind as I watch as once again Austin paces the floor before me. Pulling my legs up under me and getting into a more comfortable position, I close my eyes as Shawna pulls my hair tighter.

"I take it Austin hasn't gotten a hold of them yet?" I shake my head pushing the impending tears back. I've been worried since Chance left; my body language has been stiff and non-pliant from the moment he told me he was going on this run with the rest of the brothers.

"Not yet. I think he's getting worried." I whisper, not wanting Austin to over hear me.

I watch as Bone walks into the room for the tenth time. He spots me in the same spot I've been in since Shawna pulled me out of Max's room a couple of hours ago then walks away.

I'm not sure why Bone looks suddenly so sheepish with me, but I know I need to speak with him.

"He's not the only one." I feel her tap my shoulder, letting me know she is done with my hair. A mirror comes in front of me and I almost laugh at my lopsided pigtails.

Shawna told me she wanted to do something fun and girly. Hair and makeup are the only girly things I know, so we grabbed a ton of snacks, put the movie the Notebook on the television, and started doing each other's hair and makeup. There was a huge strike at the hospital, so Candy and Lyla had to work.

"Your man is going to take you from behind with these bad boys." I almost spit out my drink of cola at her comment. I turn and give her the death stare.

I didn't tell her about Chance and I making up, but I'm sure Shawna assumed once she saw Chance leave earlier kissing me goodbye. I still don't exactly know what I would call Chance and I's relationship. Confusion would be the word that wraps around my mind, but when he left earlier, I knew in my heart we would find our way to each other.

"Shawna, not everyone's minds are as dirty as yours."

"Oh please honey, I know everyone's minds are as dirty as mine. I'm just the only one to make my dirty mind thoughts verbal."

"Then you're with the perfect man." She smiles up at the ceiling and I take the opportunity to pinch her boob.

"Ouch, you slut."

"Whoa, what did I miss?" Candice says as she walks inside the clubhouse with one of the prospects. I turn around and check the clock on the other side of the room. It's almost two in the morning. I hadn't realized how late it was.

"Nothing much, just taking advantage of free room and board, not to mention food. Thought we would have a good old fashioned slumber party." Shawna answers for the two of us.

"Glad you're here babe, we need to talk, everyone. Get all the women here." Austin announces when he reaches Candice's side.

"The women too?"

"Yeah, boys are almost here. I'll explain when they get here." Candice nods her head and looks back over at us with a worried expression. I don't miss the way she places her hand gently on her flat belly.

"Why do you think he needs the women here too? Think something happened to the men on the way here?" Shawna asks with a panicked tone.

"No, I doubt that. He didn't seem frantic. Maybe they found something on their run." Candice stares at me for conformation and support but I can't give her that. My mind is on the anxious feeling that something may have happened to the guys.

Come back safely to me Chance.

"Where is Lyla?" I ask in a robotic tone.

"Work. She won't be off for another few hours. Lisa has Adrianna for the night." Shawna and I nod our heads.

"Gonna head to the kitchen, they will be hungry by the time they all get here. I'll see if I can whip something up." Candice takes my seat beside Shawna and begins whispering to her. Shawna has just recently gotten Max back in her life, after years of getting his undeserved hatred. I know she is worried sick, and I can't blame her.

Food is everywhere as I head to the fridge and grab a bottled water. Inette, Torque's on again, off again girl, is moving around like lighting as she sets giant tins of what looks like pasta dishes out.

"Anything I can do to help?"

She spins around when she hears my voice and plasters a giant smile on her face. Inette and Torque met when Shawna was threatened by someone after Max. Since Shawna was her roommate at the time, she fell in line with the Warriors. She and Torque have a strange relationship. They like to fight and then have sex, but they seem to have gotten more series these last few months. Inette is a reporter and at times, has some intel for him whenever the club needs it. I've always liked her and her ability to go after everything she wants.

"I'm actually all done now. I was up all night working on a paper and had forgotten what time it was when I came in here and began cooking."

"Same here. It wasn't until Candice walked in here did I realize it was so late." She nods and is just about to say something but something behind me catches her eye. I turn around and watch as Bone walks into the kitchen and just stares at me.

"Dad can I speak with you for a minute?" He looks from Innete to me then back again. I can tell he wants to say no, tell me he has some big thing he needs to do, or that he needs to focus on the matter at hand, but I am not backing down from this. If these last few weeks have taught me anything, it's that burying my feelings does nothing for anyone except mask the pain.

"Yeah." He states then walks with me over to the far side of the kitchen. The long archway separates the living area from us, and I recall this spot many times. We are close to where my mother died right in front of me.

"Is everything alright? You keep walking around like you're walking on egg shells." Bone looks around sheepishly and I cross my arms waiting for him to say something rude to me.

This is us, our fight. I ask him to talk to me, he says something rude and unforgiving then leaves because he feels guilty and gets drunk.

"Not sure how to be around ya kiddo. You and Chance, you got a thing for him or what? Don't know what to make of it."

Anger flows through me as I take in his words.

"That's why you are acting like this around me? You're worried I might be an old lady now?"

"Look, you and Chance ain't my business, but you're still my daughter, thought I would at least get a damn heads up. Dammit Abby, do I mean shit to you now?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I scream. My worries for everyone around me diminishes as my last button that David Prince could push is slammed down. "You're wondering if you mean shit to me? Let me break this down for you then dad. You mean more to me than anything on this planet because you are all I have left, but I was never good enough for you to even pay attention to. I needed you, needed a father, but you were too selfish to even notice your daughter drowning."

"Abby"

"No, you don't get to throw anything at me. You don't get to come in here, accusing me of not wanting you in my life, when I was never a part of yours."

Bone looks at me with shameful eyes. I have a slither of guilt roll through my mind, but I push it down. I need to do this, I can't allow anyone to hurt me any longer. Especially the man that was supposed to protect me from the beginning. I'm just about to continue to rip him a new one when I hear the words I never thought I would come out of his mouth.

"I miss your mamma." Shock must register across my face because he smiles gently at me and places his massive hands gently on my face, cupping my cheeks and starring into my eyes. Something he hasn't done since I was a little girl. "You remind me of her so goddamn much kid. You look exactly like her. Beautiful, so goddamn beautiful."

"Daddy"

"I never did right by you baby girl. I never made sure you were alright. I lost my wife, my whole fuckin' life, and it was all my fault. I didn't think I was worthy of your love. I had no idea you were drowning, but I should have, I should have seen it from the beginning and been there for you. All I did was give you one more fuckin' thing to worry about. I made your life harder, when I should have made it easier."

"Oh daddy." I'm crushed to his chest as I sob out the last twenty years of pain and anger. I can feel Bone shaking and know he is breaking down as well. All I ever wanted was those words to come out of his mouth, to show me he cares enough about me.

"I'm gonna do right by you angel. Gonna make sure you know how much I fuckin' love you. Starting with the fuckin' booze. I know you're sick and tired of takin' care of your old man. I won't put you through that shit anymore." I nod my head in his chest. He smells like smoke and leather, a smell I used to love falling asleep to when I was a girl. A smell I have craved comfort from.

"I'm sorry daddy." He pulls my head back so that I have no choice but to look up at him.

"What are you sorry for Abby?"

"I always felt like it was my fault. Her death. I made so much noise that day, made that bad man so angry, that I got her killed."

"Fuck Abby." I feel his thumbs brush away my few remaining tears. "That ain't you fault. I was the one that caused it all by not including her in my life, just like I stopped including you in mine. The more you grew up, the more I saw your mamma. I used drinking to drive you away, but I'm done with that Abby. Done with making you feel like second place in my life. It's a little late, but I'd like to still be your daddy, if you'll have me."

I smile up at him, beaming and collapse back into his chest. I hear him grumble something about knocking Chance out if he hurts me and can't help but laugh.

"You like him huh?" He asks when he break apart.

"Yes." A simple answer.

"Well then I suppose I don't have to kill him just yet." I laugh out loud, something that feels foreign with my father and lay my cheek against his chest once more.

I see Candy run in with a look of relief beaming across her face. I release my father and look towards her. Once she spots me, she smiles.

"Guys are back. Austin wants everyone in the common room." She nods her head towards me and walks out.

"Go get ya man girl. I'll be right in." I look up at my father and nod my head, then walk out.

I spot Chance standing next to Max and Shane. Shawna holding onto Max with dear life. Moving fast, I run over to him and collapse into his awaiting arms.

"Fuck babe, missed you."

"I missed you too. Are you alright, did anything happen?" I start looking him over, checking for any injuries.

"Fine baby. I'm good, everyone else is too. Let's get caught up with Austin, then we'll talk." I nod my head then lay it on his chest. Hearing his steady heartbeat calms me.

"Glad you're all back. We'll talk to everyone that's here now, then have church in the morning with the rest of the brothers." Austin begins catching everyone's attention. We are all surrounding him in the common room, the television on but muted stopped at some infomercial about the cleanest vacuum. "The guys were able to find a few things while on their run. Alberts isn't working alone. The man that took Abby, the men that attacked Bone's home, it's all connected now. Alberts has a brother, worked for Domingo Manchela, the East Coast leader from the sex trafficking ring. But they confirmed tonight that he went rogue. Now there is a price tag on his head, and he's got his own problems. That makes either one of them dangerous to our club and everyone we involve in our lives. So we need to split up. We will have three large groups separating every few days at three locations. Club, and two safe houses. We'll switch every few days, throw them off our trail. No one's homes are safe, I know this is a lot, especially for those of you with kids, but this is the only way, for now, to keep them safe."

Everyone remains silent.

"Good. Now go home and pack, we'll meet back here tomorrow morning and figure out who is going where." Everyone begins heading out, Shane kissing me on my head just before walking out of the clubhouse.

"This is bad, isn't it?" Chance nods his head at my question, but his gaze remains on Austin.

"C'mon babe. We need to talk."

Walking along the hallway, Chance opens his door and practically rushes us inside. Before the door could even close, his lips are on mine in a furry of need. I kiss him back just as passionately and shutter when I feel his hands roam over my shirt. He grips the bottom of my tee and pulls it over my head, breaking our kiss just for a moment, then bringing his mouth back down to mine.

Walking backwards I fall onto his bed and look up at him with need. His shirt is off and chest glistening with sweat.

"Wanted to wait, wanted to make sure you're not sore before I take you again, but I can't wait babe, need you too bad."

"Don't wait, I'm here Chance. I want you." He must like my answer because he pulls down his jeans and boxers then hurries to the bed covering my body with his, kissing me once again. Using my hand I seek out his long hard cock and begin stroking it. Chance groans pulling his mouth away from me just enough to separate us. I stoke him faster while he unbuttons my bra from behind. We are a mess of hands and heated kisses, taking only seconds of breaks to breath. I don't stop stroking and I can tell he is getting close.

"Abby, ah fuck." Hearing him moan my name while he comes undone above me has me feeling ten feet tall. Chance sits up enough to pull my hand away and pulls the last of my clothing off. My jeans and underwear get thrown onto the pile of clothing that started from the door.

Chance's hands find my pussy in the darkness, seeking it out and running his fingers through my sex. He groans again when he feels how wet I am for him.

"Fuck baby, you missed me that much?" I nod my head sheepishly and watch as he takes his hand, dripping wet with my need and brings them to his mouth. Tasting each finger, I shift my legs at the arousal. "You like that Abby?"

"Yes." He cups my pussy and leans down to kiss me frantically. Teasing me, I shift uncontrollably wanting him to take me, but his light chuckle lets me know he plans on dragging this out.

"Please Chance, please. I need you."

"What do you want baby?" I haven't been with Chance intimately long, but I have noticed a pattern. He loves being in control and I love him in control.

"You, just you."

"Then you've got me." His fingers plunge into my core, causing my legs to shake as he fucks me hard with his hand.' "Open your eyes Abigail." My eyes fly open and I watch what he does to me. Chance's gaze bores into mine but I'm too turned on not to watch our connection.

I feel my release coming and when it hits me, I scream. Lowering my head onto the pillow I catch my breath and look over when I hear the sound of a wrapper. I smirk when I see him push the condom down onto his large cock.

"Ready to go again babe?"

"Yes please."

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Small patterns are traced on my face. I blink a few times, attempting to get my bearings about where I am. Chance's eyes are the first thing I see as his deep brown depths stare into mine with a gentle embrace. It's morning, I can feel the sun through the slightly open curtains of the window.I give him a shy smile, remembering all the things we did just hours ago. His smile matches mine and I feel peace.

"Good morning."

"Morning babe."

"You were staring at me."

"Just hard to believe I get to wake up to this beauty every morning." I cover my body with the blankets, something Chance notices immediately. "What's wrong? Why are you covering yourself from me?"

I shrug not really wanting to answer him. I don't want us to fight or for our morning to be ruined. But Chance doesn't let up. He pulls me further into his body and continues to stare into my eyes. "I suppose I was just wondering what we are. You say you want to wake up to me like this every morning, but I'm not sure what that makes us. Am I your old lady? Are we together? I don't want to over complicate everything Chance, but I'm tired of being confused. I need to know."

"I plan on having you in my bed every night darlin'. Don't really care what you call us, you're my old lady, I'm your man. If you would let me tattoo it on your ass, I'd be happy to make it permanent." At light chuckle brings me solace and I lay my head on his chest, content with his answer.

I'm not sure how long we lay there, basking in our happiness. eventually I lean up in stare down at him, his chest rises and falls as he pushes back a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"I spoke with my dad." Chances eyes narrow but I continue before his questions begin. "We spoke for a while about everything. He said he missed my mom. He apologized for the way he treated me, everything he had put me through, for all the things he said to me and his drunken state. I knew he missed my mother, but I had no idea how much until we spoke."

"Grief will do that to you baby. Grief will turn you into a different person. A person you feel is not worthy of those you surround yourself with. Your father was in pain, plain and simple, and deep down although he knew he needed to take care of you, his pain outweighed everything else."

"You sound like your speak from experience Chance." Chance adjusts us so that he can sit up and put his jeans on. I follow suit and get dressed as well angry with myself once again for causing a rift between us. "I'm sorry Chance, I'm sorry I made you go back to a place you never want to revisit, but if we have a future together then there can be no secrets between us. I want all of you. Even the darkness that lurks behind your eyes."

Chance looks down at me, ready to speak, but the sound of gunshots fired into the clubhouse prevents anymore talk.