Harley sat at the picnic table at outside of TM – a coffee in one hand, a cigarette in the other. She adjusted her rayban aviator sunglasses as she looked out onto the lot to see her beautiful toddler playing on the mini playground on the lot that the prospects had built for her and Abel. She smiled watching Gemma push Isabelle on the swing then Abel. The sight warmed her heart. She only hopped surrounding her with so much love and family was enough to fill the void of a missing father in Isabelle’s life.

It was midday and the California heat was beating down on the lot. The men were in church and the garage employees were keeping themselves busy. Needless to say it was a slow day. It was a change of pace from the chaos that had been going on lately. Harley rose from her seat on the table.

Flicking her cigarette onto the floor, she made her way over to Gemma and the kids. She caught the eye of the workers. At 28, Harley was quite the sight for a single mother. She had her long blonde hair in loose waves down her back with a red bandana tied at the top to keep her bangs out of her face, her white wife beater tank top molded perfectly to her slim body as it tucked into her light denim cutoff shorts with slight rips in them, with black biker boots that fell just above her ankles. They watched her move across the lot like an angel, but they all knew better than to be caught staring at Harley. The entire MC would skin them alive.

Gemma looked over at her employees and cleared her throat and they all quickly averted their eyes to look busy again. She smirked as her god daughter walked up picking Isabelle off the swing into a tight hug. The toddler squealed with joy as Harley spun them around.

She smiled looking at her daughter. The little girl looked exactly like Kozik and anybody who knew him could tell that was his kid. Although both parents had blonde hair and tan skin, Harley’s eyes were a bright green while Isabelle had inherited her father’s sharp blue eyes.

Gemma had picked up Abel and the women made their way back to the picnic table as the men stepped out of church. Bobby and Tig made their way outside and joined the women. Tig pulled out a cigarette and was about to light it when Harley slapped his hand away knocking the lighter to the ground. Gemma slapped the back of his head as his eyes widened with realization.

“You know better than to smoke in front of the kids” Harley said sternly looking at Tig.

“I know I know – I’m sorry” he apologized as he gave Isabelle a kiss on the temple. She giggled and pointed “bad bad Tiggy”

They laughed at the baby’s comment and Tig tickled the little girl’s sides then Bobby took the child from Harley’s arms. He nodded over at Tig who instantly got serious as he threw his arm over Harley’s shoulder.

“Come on doll, walk with me” he said as he started walking across the lot with a confused Harley. She looked up at him expectantly as she crossed her arms over her chest. As they made their way back to the playground, they each took a seat on a swing and Tig took a deep breath before looking at her. ” Look babygirl, I don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to come right out.” He took another moment and sighed “Kozik is transferring back to Charming. The club needs him now more than ever. I get how fucked up things ended with you guys but we need you to either play nice or steer clear of him. We can’t afford another incident of you shooting him again”

Harley closed her eyes as she heard Kozik’s name. Her heart pounded quicker and quicker but she knew better than to overreact. She thought back to the incident and a smirk played on the full pink lips. She simply looked at Tig and nodded. “If it’s for the club then so be it. Whatever it takes.”

He smiled and pulled her in for a tight hug “knew you’d understand kiddo.”

Of course she understood. Harley was born and breed SAMCRO. It was the only life she’d ever known. Sure it had it’s ups and downs but so did a normal life. Her’s was just more exciting. Otto Delaney was Harley’s father and he was the most devoted member of the club. Any and everything he did was for his club and his family. Harley grew up with the same mentality.

When Harley found out she would be raising this baby alone the club immediately stepped in. Otto’s portion of the club’s profits were given to Harley as well as a paycheck from working at TM so Isabelle and her would always be taken care of. The men spent every chance they got playing with Isabelle and Harley practically had a bodyguard at all times. She couldn’t be more grateful. The least she could do was put on a nice face for Kozik for the good of the club.

They hadn’t been on the worst of terms regardless. They spoke practically every day. She knew he was seeing someone and was genuinely happy for him. She on the other hand was too busy being a mother to even consider letting another man into her life. He knew about Isabelle but at her request to both charters, he was not to come down to Charming unless it was absolutely necessary. And it hadn’t been until now. She’d be damned, however, if she let him play daddy to Isabelle just so he could get bored and leave her heartbroken when he disappeared.

Harley was snapped out of her thoughts as Gemma offered her another smoke. She had no idea when Tig had gone and Gemma appeared but nonetheless she accepted it. Gemme nudged her shoulder gently as she sat on the swing next to her. “How you doin’ baby” she asked in the motherly tone she did so well.

Harley just sighed. “I don’t know Gem. I mean sure we speak daily, but having him here in person.. guess we’ll have to see how that plays out.”

Gemma nodded as smirk appeared on the corner of her lips. “As long as we keep you keep from guns while he’s around, I think you’ll all be just fine babe”

Harley laughed listening to the older woman. “Come on Gem, you and I both know how good a shot I am. If I wanted him dead, he would be” with a laugh from Gemma, Harley stood up offering her hand out to help her up. “Lets go get some lunch with the kids huh? How’s that sound?”

The women joined the group of Sons and they all looked at Harley apologetically. As if sensing the tension she spoke up “Guys it’s fine really. Club comes first.” Jax smiled wide at Harley and pulled her in for a tight hug, whispering a thank you in her ear as the rest of the group seemed to relax. Sure Harley was small, no more than 5’6 and 110 pounds, but as much as she held her calm composure, she had one hell of a temper and was lethal with a weapon. None of them wanted to be on the receiving end. After the incident with Kozik, they knew better.

“Alright, we’re heading out to lunch. Got two prospects to spare?” Gemma asked Jax as she picked Isabelle in her arms. Jax appointed two prospects to follow them. After setting Isabelle and Abel in the car seats in the back of her all black dodge ram, Harley and Gemma headed out followed by the roar of two motorcycles, one in front, one in back.

Watching the car pull out Clay approached Jax and Tig on the lot. Tig had explained how the conversation with Harley went and Jax confirmed her calmness and understanding towards the situation.

“Probably better they took off now, I didn’t exactly mention Koz would be here within the hour” Tig spoke up, eyes on his President and VP. Both nodded in agreement – anxiety over the events to occur later in the day hanging heavily upon the three of them.