"You a'ight, brother?" Tig asked, leaning against the picnic table as he watched Happy walk by.

He turned and grunted at his brother, not bothering to stop. He was too determined to get on his precious Dyna and speed off to god knows where.

"I'm here if you need to talk, Brother!" Tig yelled across the lot to him, trying to ease some of the tension. He had been noticing that his best brother had been acting weird lately. Well... more than usual. Happy wasn't taking sweetbutts back to his room anymore. Didn't even fuck them in the main room of the clubhouse like he used to on those drunken nights when he couldn't wait. Lately Happy had stuck to sitting in the corner of the clubhouse, nursing a beer and watching all the activity. It was weird of him, but he wasn't the one to talk about weird.

~Just A Fool~

"Vanessa?" Halfsack asked from the other side of the door. "You awake?"

Vanessa sighed as she looked around the room for a pair of her shorts. She wasn't about to let another member of this goddamn club see her in just a t-shirt, what would that say about her? But as she thought more about it, she didn't want to see any other member, or prospect for that matter, for the rest of the night. Too much had been going on and she just wanted to sleep.

Maybe if she remained quiet, he would go away.

But she wasn't about to do that to the nice young guy that had been nothing but sweet to her. "Just a second.." she called as she shoved her legs into a pair of yoga pants. "Oh, Halfsack." she smiled as she opened the door to reveal him smiling. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit? Is everything alright?"

He held up a bag of food and smiled sheepishly. "I was out getting the guys food, and I thought about whether or not you'd be hungry. Hopefully... you are. If not, then I'll just find someone who'll eat it if you don't want it." He paused for a second, "Or if you don't like cheeseburgers and fries. But really, who doesn't like cheeseburgers and fries. It's just isn't American, huh?"

Vanessa covered her mouth as small giggles escaped. It was cute that he was rambling as if she made him nervous. "Hey, Sack? I like cheeseburgers and fries. Also, I am a little bit hungry." She reached for the bag that he handed out to her and waited for him to leave. "Do you.. want to come in?" she asked when he continued to stand there and smile at her.

"Oh! Yeah! I'd love to come in!" He exclaimed as he snapped out of the trance that she put him in. The same trance he'd been in every time he'd seen her around the lot. He scolded himself internally as he realized that he was acting like some lovesick puppy. He didn't want her thinking that he was some pussy that had a little crush on her. It was true, but he knew she probably wouldn't go for a guy like him. He knew her type. She was the kind of girl that usually went for the hardass guys that walked about this lot.

But then again, it wouldn't hurt to test the waters a bit.

"So tell me about yourself. Why do they call you Halfsack?" she asked as she sat criss-cross on the bad, unwrapping her food. "Not to be mean or anything, but it seems kind of stupid. Is it like an initiation name like my brother has? Juice is pretty stupid too. Just... don't tell him I said that."

He chuckled as he laid back on the bed next to her upright form. "It is pretty stupid. I don't know where they got Juice from, but mine is more.. deserving." Unknowingly, he placed a hand over his crotch as he stared at the ceiling above. "Iraq a few years ago... my, uh, well one of my nuts was blown off. Therefore, I only have half a sack. Told the guys my story and they put it together. Halfsack."

Vanessa's face twisted up in confusion. "But it seems as if they're making fun of you. I don't understand. I wonder if they'd want to be called 'Halfsack' if they had on of their nuts blown off. How do you deal?"

"I just.. deal." he said simply. "I've learned to deal with it when it happened. Sure, it took me a while to finally get used to having a smaller.. yeah. But it's not like I'm going to let it dictate my life, ya' know?" he asked. "Plus, girls love it when I tell them that it was blown off in the line of duty. They just love to hear that war veteran story and just fuck me to the National Anthem."

"Oh my God!" Vanessa exclaimed. "You must really love that! Especially since their's a whole bunch of girls waiting around here to be fucked by some war hero, huh?"

"Can I be honest?" he asked. "I'm not here for the girls, and the girls damn sure aren't here for me. They prefer someone with an actual patch, an actual top rocker. Something that I don't have. These girls only sleep with me when they realize that the other guys already had their pick for the night. I don't want that, honestly. And I don't mind. I'm only here to be apart of this amazing brotherhood. To have an actual family that I've been denied. The girls? They're only part of this overall package that I could do without. I want a real woman. A woman that wouldn't care if I was a prospect, or if I was a member high on the totem pole. She wouldn't care about my.. 'disability.'"

"Is it weird that I want to see it?" she asked.

~Just A Fool~

Happy grunted as he swung his leg back over Dyna when he returned to the lot the next morning. He'd been out all night driving around, clearing his mind. Clearing a certain broad from his mind. Now that he was back, all he needed was a shot of something strong, and a nice long hot shower.

"Nice ride last night?" Gemma asked as he passed by the Office. "Hopefully you're not too tired to start working on some of these cars about to pull in."

"Nah. I'm good, Gem." He rubbed his head with his large ringed fingers. "Just gotta take a shower real quick."

"Mmm." she pursed. "Talk to you a minute?" she asked, gesturing to the inside of the office. She didn't wait for his to answer as she turned and walked back inside. She smiled as he sat opposite of her across the large desk. "Need a favor. That girl, Juice's sister. What can you tell me 'bout her? Took her to eat the other day and didn't get much out of her. There something I should know?"

"Nothing more than her Old Man used to beat her." he replied, slumping down in his chair. He wished he would have ignored her request to talk and continued on into the clubhouse for that much needed shower. He'd just gotten away to stop thinking about the bitch. First thing that happens when he comes back is the Gossip Queen asking all about her.

"That it?" Gemma asked. "No demons she's running from?"

"Why don't you ask Juice, it's his sister." he grunted as he stood up and left the office. It was too damn early from Momma Bear's interrogations.

As he turned the corner he heard the opening of a door down the hall. He figured it must have been her door seeing as though none of the guys would be awake this time of morning. Peering down the hall to get a glimpse of her, he noticed the prospect leaving her room. Face turned up in confusion, he watched as she leaned into the doorway and placed a kiss on Sack's cheek.

"The fuck?" Happy whispered.