A:N/ Good to see some people are still sticking with me. Love you guys for that. So since I'm back in school and all I'm not going to have time to write a chapter every day like I did when I first started this story. I'm thinking every other day or so. I won't be able to write tomorrow so I'm definitely posting something today. And even better because Sons is on tonight!

Okay so I'm still trying to figure out how the club is going to deal with the whole Shawn thing so that probably won't REALLY be brought up until I figure that out. This chapter is going to be fun. Lockdown for B and whatnot. ENJOY!

"This is bullshit," Blair mumbled as she walked out the door with a small bag and her laptop case in hand. She wasn't sure how long she would be at the clubhouse but she wanted to make sure she had something there to occupy her time with.

"Blair give the laptop to Juice. You can't carry both," Jax said as he walked to his bike and picked his helmet up to give to Blair.

She scowled and gave it to Juice without arguing. She tossed him a glare that made him become aware of the fact that if he dropped her laptop he would be dead meat.

"Come on," Jax said as he handed the helmet out to Blair. She took it from him and put it on her head with a scowl on her face. She didn't care if the orders had come from someone else, she was going to be a bitch to everyone in the clubhouse. Well, everyone except for Gemma.

They rode to the club in silence, even though they probably couldn't talk over the roar of the motorcycles.

When they pulled into the parking lot Blair quickly got off the bike and tossed the helmet into Jax's hands. She stormed into the clubhouse and looked around. She didn't see anyone and plopped down on the couch so she could pout. She pulled her knees to her chest and pulled her phone out so that she could start texting. If she had to be cooped up in the clubhouse then she wanted Vivian by her side.

She heard someone sit on the table that was in front of the couch and she didn't even bother to look up from her phone. Blair was less than a happy camper.

"Blair…" Jax began with a sigh.

Again, she ignored him.

"Look, I know you don't like the idea of being cooped up in this place. But it's how things need to be for now. You don't have to like it, but you have to live with it."

Blair looked up from her phone with a glare. "Don't you have cars to fix?" She snapped.

Jax shook his head and rolled his eyes slightly before getting up and leaving the clubhouse.

Before Blair was able to avert her eyes she noticed that Jax had brought her laptop inside. She felt kind of bad for giving him such a hard time, but at the same time she didn't really care. She could take care of herself. She thought that she had stressed that fact enough for them to get it. She didn't like being babysat and she sure as hell didn't like being told what to do.

"Did they have to drag you here by your hair or what?"

Blair looked up and shrugged her shoulders at the sound of Gemma's voice.

"Almost," she mumbled. "This is friggen stupid. You know that right?"

Gemma sat down on the couch next to Blair and patted her knee lightly. "It's not sweetheart. The boys are just taking care of you like they always will. It's a family, like I've told you before. But hey, if you don't like that idea then just look at it like they're covering their own asses."

She had to thank Gemma for trying to put a different spin on the whole thing, but she couldn't help but to feel a little guilty about the whole mess. She shouldn't have called Viv and told her to send some of the guys after her. Had she not done that then they wouldn't have gotten involved. Sure, she didn't know what kind of condition she would be in, but still, it would mean that the Sons wouldn't be involved.

"I am going to fix this," Blair said matter-of-fact. "I just haven't figured it out yet."

"Fix this?" Gemma asked with raised eyebrows and a skeptic look. "This wasn't your fault. Had you not called for the guys to come and help you then you would be dead sweetheart."

Ouch. That kind of made Blair feel stupid. But maybe she was being stupid. She pondered it for a moment before shaking her head mentally. No, she wasn't being stupid. She was thinking about how she was going to get around the whole Shawn being dead thing.

"Doesn't matter," Blair said. She wanted to just get away from the subject of whose fault it was. She knew it was hers and she didn't need Gemma or anyone else lying to her about it. "It's going to be hard to keep this away from you guys." Blair was being completely honest with the Queen.

"We'll figure it out darlin'," Gemma comforted the brunette. "We'll all get through this together."

The two sat there in silence for a moment before Blair opened her mouth to speak. "What's going to happen to Happy?" She asked. "I mean, killing him like that in the open wasn't exactly a smart idea."

Gemma sighed and she could tell that the momma bear had known that this question would have popped up sooner or later. "Not sure. He's still around and they're probably going to talk about it at church later. But I'm really not sure. Usually something like this ends up bad for the brother, but, given the situation I'm really not sure."

She was thankful for Gemma's honestly but it also bothered her knowing that she had no clue just like herself. "He's not going to like…get kicked out or something is he?"

Gemma snorted with a laugh and shook her head. "No darlin', he won't." And with that Gemma got up from the couch and walked back into the office.

Blair returned to pouting and opened her laptop and did some things that she had been putting off. She didn't have a case to work anymore and she had no work to do for her dad considering that he was still out of state. Blair grew bored on the computer and ended up just surfing the web for random things.

Two or three hours had passed since she had been dumped in the clubhouse and she looked up to see Happy walking into the clubhouse. She waited a beat to see if anyone was behind him and she was grateful when no one did.

Blair quickly placed her laptop on the couch and darted after Happy who had disappeared into the kitchen.

"See you're still around," she said as she walked into the kitchen and leaned against the doorframe so that he had no way of getting out without avoiding her.

He closed the fridge and took a sip of his beer. "See you're under house arrest."

Blair scowled at him and folded her arms over her chest. "What the hell was that last night?" She demanded.

Happy just stared at her. She glared. She did not feel like playing the 'I don't know what you're talking about' game. He knew exactly what she was talking about.

He stepped forward when she didn't say anything and she moved to stand in his path. "Come on!" She proclaimed. "You can't just do that and not explain it."

Truth was, it had driven Blair crazy the past night. She couldn't understand why he had done it or why he was pretending like it hadn't happened. It had and it was pissing Blair off that he was acting so nonchalant.

"The kiss," she seethed through her teeth. She was oh so not in the mood to be dealing with Happy and his memory loss.

He shot her a smug look and shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know what you're talkin' about darlin'," he said and let a low chuckle escape from his mouth as he moved to step around her again.

"Hey!" Blair yelled at him as she turned around to face him considering he had made his way around her. "What the hell?"

Happy didn't acknowledge what she had said, nor did he even turn around to throw a smug grin at her. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Of course he remembered the kiss, he had initiated it.

Blair kept her arms folded over her chest and she felt like she was going to explode with frustration. Not only was she dealing with an arrogant asshole who liked to lose his memory from time to time, but she was also cooped up in a smelly clubhouse for the night. Great. She was so…happy.

A:N/ There will be TWO parts to the lockdown chapter. This one is kind of setting it up from the second part. I COMPLETELY know what I plan on having happen in part two. You guys should loooove it.

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