#soa texts

The boys were FINALLY getting out of prison today. Happy, Jax, Tig, Juice, Chibs and Clay had gone to prison, leaving my ass three months pregnant.

They had been in two months, and they were finally getting out today, and I was on my way to the clubhouse to help them set up for the party.

I was about ten minutes away when Opie phoned me I answered the call, putting it on loudspeaker.

“Hey Ope, I’m on my way.” I greeted.

“Hey Y/N, Gemma just wanted me to check on you.” He told me. “I’ll let her know.”

Gemma had been a saint whilst the boys had been away. Buying the baby clothes, and everything else, checking up on me, getting me groceries, accompanying me to appointments, and if she couldn’t make it, she’d send a Son, usually a prospect.

“Alright Ope, I’m about te…….”

My sentence was cut off when a truck hit the side of my car, flipping it onto its roof.

My phone had flung away from me and onto the dashboard.

“Y/N!! Y/N!! What happened?” I heard Opie’s panicked voice over the phone. I could hear him yelling to Gemma as everything faded to black.

……………….

My eyes struggled to open when I woke up, but when I managed to open them, I could see where I was, and why there was machines beeping.

I was in a hospital, a doctor reading over my chart. I caught his attention as I groaned.

“Well, hello there.” He smiled. “That was quite the six hour nap. Do you know why you’re here?”

I nodded. “I was on my way to Teller-Morrow, talking to a friend, and a truck hit me, flipped my car.”

“Well, it’s good to know there’s no memory loss.” The doctor smiled, as he checked me over. “You seem relatively fine, no broken bones, just badly cut and bruised.”

I had noticed he said I was okay, but what about my baby?

Is my…..is my baby okay?“ I asked. "What’s going on with my baby?” My hands instinctively going to my stomach.

The doctor looked away, avoiding eye contact, confirming what I already knew.

“I’m so sorry Miss Y/L/N, we tried everything we could.” He told me. “But the trauma from the crash, it was too much, the baby couldn’t handle it.”

There was no stopping the tears that flowed. I’d lost it, I’d lost my baby. Happy had been so happy, so excited for this, we both were, and now it was gone.

“There’s people waiting to see you.” The doctor said. “But I can tell them you’re asleep, if you need time.”

I shook my head. “Is my boyfriend out there?” I asked. “Happy Lowman?”

He nodded. “Been here for the whole six hours you have, refused to leave.” He informed me. “We haven’t told him anything, do you want us to?”

“No, no, it’s fine.” I shook my head, I needed to tell him. “Send him in please, just him.”

The doctor nodded, leaving the room with a sad look.

Moments later, Happy burst in the room, rushing to my side.

“Y/N, thank God you’re okay. I’ve been so worried.” He sounded relieved, taking my hand. “I….I thought I lost you, both of you, I don’t know what I would of done.”

“Hap….” I tried, but he carried on.

“I kept wondering what would of happened, if I had come and got you, or sent Gemma or Opie.” He said. I tried to stop him again, but to no avail. “Maybe you wouldn’t be here, and you’d be at the party. All three of us.”

“Happy!” I yelled, unable to take anymore. “I… I lost the b….baby. the baby’s gone Hap. I lost it.”

I started crying again, Hap was stone faced, before he started crying too. This was the only time I’d ever seen him cry.

“I’m so so…..sorry.” I sobbed.

Why are you sorry?“ He asked, my apology stopping him crying. "It wasn’t your fault, some idiot truck driver did this.”

“Co….could you tell everyone else?” I asked. “Please? I cant.”

He nodded, and spent a few more minutes with me, before he knew he had to go and tell everyone else. They’d be worried.

A few minutes later, a few of the club came in, Gemma, Jax, Juice and Opie. Happy was not with them.

“Oh hun, I’m so so sorry.” Gemma said softly.

“Where’s Happy?” I frowned.

“He, uh, he stormed outta here after he told us what happened.” Juice said awkwardly.

“Jax, you have to stop him. He’s gone to find the driver.” I grabbed Jax’s shirt. “He’s gonna end up back in prison, and I need him here, Jax please.”

Jax nodded. “Juice, you stay with her, in case this was a club thing. Prospect will be here too. Were gonna go find him.”

Jax and Opie walked out, Gemma followed in a quest to get me good food.

Juice seemed to know exactly what I needed, talking when I needed him to, listening to me, letting me cry on him.

As good as he was I needed Happy, I hope they found him in time.

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