Hey guys! So, like I said in the description, this is basically me stretching out Unbroken and.. improving it. This story is AU, unlike the other one which followed season two.. so there will be more of a suprise!

Remember, I do not own Happy or any other the characters which makes you say, "Hey! I know them!" I simply own the Ortiz family EXCEPT Juice.. but you already knew that. Most of the story you will read comes simply from a land of my own imagination. A land of Rainbows, Butterflies, and Unicorns!

Lets get it on!

~Just A Fool~

A life... ruined.

An intruder into a life that seemed absolutely perfect.

Juan Carlos Ortiz, a bastard child, that's exactly what he is and might be all him will ever amount to.

It's been said that the very mood of a room could be changed just by even an hint of emotion in a person's eyes. They knew, right when their father went from smiling and laughing, to having guilt ridden eyes. They knew to hold their breaths, because the sudden change was never a good sign in their family.

"Vanessa, Brandon, I think it's time to get some skeletons out of the closet."

What possessed him to come out to his loving family, he didn't know.

Was it that the guilt was just too much for him too handle? Possibly.

"Thirty years ago, I've done some things i'm not proud of. " He started. "You wouldn't imagine how deeply apologetic I am."

They were scared, obviously. Why must he drag this conversation out for so long? If he had something to say, why couldn't he just spit it out?

"I had an affair, one in which I'm not entirely proud of. I've known for the past 30 years of a son that I didn't even try to get to know. I am ashamed that a family man like me, could leave my own flesh and blood fatherless. And for that I'm deeply sorry. Please try to understand and not look at me any differently."

Vanessa's eyes burned with tears she would not shed. She couldn't possibly cry in front of a man she felt she didn't know anymore. She knew she loved her father with everything she had, nothing could.. or would change that. But how was she to look him in the eye and pretend everything was the same? She couldn't ignore the fact that she'd been here, getting all his love, while her brother would never know how it felt to be Ernesto Ortiz's son.

She felt sick to her stomach.

After a few minutes of sitting it silence, she opened her mouth. "What.. What's his name?" She asked.

~Just A Fool~

Vanessa took her bottom lip between her teeth as she drove up and down the streets of Charming. She constantly glanced down at the printed out directions for Teller-Morrow Automotives, the place her father told her her brother had worked. To say she was lost was an understatement. How the hell was she supposed to find her way through Charming if she never stepped foot in the small town at least once? She been born and raised in Modesto, never at once leaving the town she was most comfortable in.

She cursed as she turned down another street, one in which looked the same as the ten before that.

'Maybe you should have had someone come with you!' She thought.

When she had almost given up and turned to head back to Modesto, the gates to the Auto-Motive appeared.

Vanessa nodded her head, satisfied she finally found the place. As she turned into the lot, she mentally kicked herself in the head. How was she supposed to find this man when she had no idea what he looked like? Would he look like her? Or her father? Would he be short like her? Or tall like her father?

A sharp knock on her window brought her out of her thoughs. She quickly rolled down the window.

"Can I help you, Doll?" The man asked. He was scary looking. His hair was curly and looked like he hadn't bothered to put a brush to it. The scariest thing about him. though, was his eyes. He had the craziest blue eyes she'd ever seen. They screamed that he was incredibly insane. He shifted his weight to his other foot, "Listen girl, I have other coustomers to get to, you ain't speacial. What do you need?"

Vanessa shook her head, "Oh, sorry. I'm actually looking for someone named Juan-Carlos? Please tell me he's here."

The man stared at her like she was crazy. "Are you serious, Girl? You hold up the others to look for some guy that ain't even here. You got problems." He shook his head and turned to walk away. What the fuck did she think this was? Did she think she could roll up into the lot with her fancy ass BMW and think everyone would stop everything they were doing for her? 'It don't work that way Doll.'

"Wait!" She called to him in a soft voice, almost childlike. "I was told he works here. I guess that he isn't called Juan-Carlos around here. Do you think you could find him for me?" She batted her eyelashes a few times, praying it would work. "Please?"

He glared at her, "One second."

She smirked, she could still get any man to do anything for her with just one look, just like with her father.

~Just A Fool~

Tig stomped over to the bays where his brothers were working.

Slamming down his clipboard to get their attention, he smiled as Juice jumped up. "Yo, who the hell knows a Juan-Carlos? Some gash is looking for him!"

Juice hung his head and raised him hand, "Tig?"

Tig smirked at his fellow brother, "You may speak, Retard."

He lowered his hand, looking anywhere but at Tig. "That's me. My real name."

Tig nodded towards Vanessa, who had gotten out of her car and was looking her way. "Girl over there looking for ya'."

Juice nodded and wiped his hands on one of the rags next the SUV he was working on. He threw it over his shoulder as he made his way over to the mystery woman. She smiled lightly at him, as if she knew him from somewhere. She most definetely wasn't a crow eater, he would have remembered her. When he finally reached her, he nodded a hello. "Can I help you?"

Her smiled extended, "You must be Juan-Carlos." She looked him up and down. "You have to be, you look just like Dad."

He choked on his siliva, "Do I know you, miss?"

Vanessa's smiled decreased. "Oh, you don't, that's right." She said quietly, more to herself than to him. "I'm Vanessa. Vanessa Ortiz in fact." Juice looked at her confused, never the one to really fully grasp what happens around him. She spoke before he could. "I'm actually your sister. Well, half sister. We have the same dad, hence the last name Ortiz. I was really hoping you and I could get to know each other, since we have the same blood and all."

He cocked his head to the side. "M-My sister?" He stuttered. With that thought in his mind he actually took a step back and looked at her. They had the same dark brown eyes and hair, almost the same short height, and the same tan skin. "I always wanted a sibling." He admitted.

Vanessa's smile grew again, "Well, now you have two! I have a brother named Brandon. He couldn't be here tonight because he had.. other things to do."

Juice didn't miss the pause in her sentence. It was obvious this brother in question had wanted nothing to do with him. Well, atleast he got one of the siblings, right? "That's understandable. Well, time is money here, ya' know? Could you give me your number and I could maybe call you about meeting up somewhere sometime?"

Vanessa watched as he rubbed at the back of his neck. She smiled knowing she did the same thing sometimes when she got to be nervous. "Sure Juice, that would be great." She reached into her purse and pulled out a pad and a pencil. She quickly scribbled down her number and handed it to her brother. "Call whenever, I always have my phone on me."

Juice smiled and nodded, looking forward to getting to know his new sister. He waved goodbye to her as she pulled out of the lot and out of the gates.

~Just A Fool~

Happy sat at the picnic table as he watched Juice wave to the girl he'd previously been talking to.

When she first pulled into the lot, he noticed her. How could he not? They didn't get very much fancy cars such as hers in the shop very often. And when she got out of the car and waited for Juice to walk over to her, he watched her. That was one of the important things he'd learned in all his years as being the club's Enforcer. No matter where you are, no matter how safe you feel, always be aware of your surroundings. Never leave a person or car, hell even an animal, go unnoticed. If you get distracted and become unaware, you could be dead in the blink of an eye.

That was just how this life was. Someone always wants you dead.

"Juice!" He called out to his younger brother. "Whose the girl?"

"My sister." Juice threw over his shoulder carelessly. He wiped his hands with his rag again, and kept walking.

Happy raised a brow and looked back towards the gates. Even though her car was long gone, he could still picture her standing there with her hands in her back pockets.

He was determined to see the girl that was related to his brother again. The girl that was different from what he'd ever seen. The girl with the natural curves, natural breast and ass, and natural makeup. The girl who was the complete opposite of the girls that he was so used to being with and occupying his time.

The girl that had him curious.

~Just A Fool~

Vanessa cursed silently to herself as she pulled into her driveway. Sitting there, in all it's glory, was Antonio's red porsche.

She grabbed her purse and rushed into the house.

The only sound in the house was the television in the living room broadcasting a baseball game. After shutting and locking the door, Vanessa made her way into the livingroom, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor.

"Where ya' been?" He didn't bother to look away from the game. His feet were propped up on the coffee table and he had a beer in his hand. He didn't even wait for her to respond, not wanting to hear her excuses. "Came home early, thought I'd surprise you. Brought you that cheesecake you like and everything." He sighed and chuckled. "Came home and you weren't here. Not to mention.. laundry wasn't done, dishes weren't done, livingroom wasn't cleaned, and my dinner wasn't cooked."

"I-I cleaned before I left!" Vanessa stuttered.

"You callin' me a liar, bitch?" Antonio asked. "Does this room look clean to you? You know my expectations! Why is this house not there?"

Vanessa bit her bottom lip, knowing it was a trick question. She dared not to answer, knowing it would always be the wrong one.

Antonio chuckled again, "You not gonna answer me, huh?" He shook his half empty beer. "My beer is warm, get me another one."

She grabbed the bottle from him and rushed into the kitchen. When she turned from the refrigerator with a cold beer, he grabbed her by the throat. "The house is not clean because you're a lazy whore!" His hot breath on her face smelled like beer and cigarettes. "I gave you permission to go meet this brother of yours, and this is how you repay me? By leaving without cleaning the house? Be greatful you even go anywhere!"

"I am Antonio! I'm very greatful!" Vanessa said as she gasped for air.

"Greatful, huh?" He let her go and traced his print her made on her neck. "Get to the room and show me how greatful you are."

~Just A Fool~

Antonio placed a kiss on her lips as he rolled off of her. "You know I don't like to do what I do, right?" He asked.

He smiled as she nodded. "You just need to learn not to make me so angry, Nessie. I love you with all my heart."

"I know you do." She said.

"I will always love you no matter what, Vanessa. We're meant to be together.. always and forever. Til death do us part." Antonio sighed, "What do you think about starting a new family, Nessie? We'll be so happy with our children, don't you think? We'll be so perfect." He leaned over and shut off the lamp, "I'll let today slide. Clean in the morning. Goodnight baby."

"Goodnight." Vanessa whispered. As soon as she heard his snores, she finally let herself cry.