[Name] felt horrid after hearing what happened to Gemma. She had been in a car crash going home from the party last night while [Name] was apparently sharing a croweater with Tig.

Gemma turned out to be alright, but it still scared the shit outta [Name].

She had went up to the hospital to see her, but Gemma refused any visitors. She had went up there with the boys and when they were all refused to see her she plopped down in a chair and sighed deeply.

"She'll be okay, Doc."

Juice said with a hopeful smile as he sat down next to her. [Name] shook her head, Juice had no idea just how bad she was feeling right now. She had partied and carried on while Gemma had been up in the hospital and it made her feel like shit.

"I know Juicy." she sighed again, "It's just scary. She could have died."

Bobby walked over still hung over as ever as he sat down in the chair across from her and Juice. He groaned as he ran his hand over his face and looked at the two of them before he turned to her.

"Gemma's too damn stubborn to go out that way, we all know that for a fact."

This brought a smile to her face as she couldn't help but snort and then chuckle.

"Sometimes I think that she's indestructible -- and then it's moments like this that make me realize she's human just like the rest of us."

Chibs was leaning up against the wall next to [Name] as he was standing there with his arms crossed and watched her closely.

"Aye, that woman's stronger than most."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Tigs sighed deeply as he walked past [Name] and sat down in the open seat next to her and draped his arm over her shoulder and giving it a good and uplifting smack of support.

"You're a lot like Gemma you know. Like, Queen and Princess the two of you."

This caused her to laugh and shake her head. A large smile came to her lips that she couldn't help but allow to linger there as she looked over at Tig, who was smiling back at her.

"Thanks Tig, glad to know I've got insight of what I'll be looking like here in thirty years from now when I'm in my fifties."

Tig shook his head as his grin widened.

"Hey, that's what I'm here for doll."

The crew didn't stay in the waiting room much longer after that. Jax had gotten a call about the Cara Cara -- which was apparently their porn business partner, that something had went down and they were needed there.

Tig took [Name] back to the Club on the back of his bike since she was too distraught to ride her own here. When they had gotten back Tig gave her a pat on the shoulder and reminded her that everything was going to be okay before he dissappeared somewhere looking for Clay more than likely.

[Name] sighed as she put her hands in her pockets and carried herself into the club house where she seen Half-Sac sitting at the bar. She walked over to him and asked him if he wanted to play a round of pool.

He agreed.

About an hour or so passed while [Name] and Half-Sac were currently in the middle of playing pool. He had been explained to by [Name] where some of the rest of the guys were, she told him it was something about porn stars getting threatened or some shit. [Name] only really heard what Jax had said prior to leaving the hospital.

Speaking of which -- Jaxs walked inside looking more pisser than usual.

"Who pissed in your cheerios this morning?"

She asked jokingly, watching as Opei, Bobby, and Chibs all followed him inside. Jaxs gave her a look that could kill as she stood there with her que in hand leaning up against the table.

The boys watched from behind Jax as he walked over to her using that walk that he had since he was about fourteen. He got right up into her face and seemed extremely pissed off.

"There a reason you're looking at me like that?"

She asked, not enjoying the stink eye he gave her. It only caused it to increase, almost looking like he was going to hit her. She narrowed her eyes, he knew better than to raise a hand toward her. She wouldn't let that shit sit if it happened.

She looked at the boys behind him as if looking for some type of answer that they might give her but they all seemed on edge, then she looked back at Jax.

"Don't you ever talk to me that way, understand me."

It's wasn't a question. But whatever had Jax pissed off really had him going for a fight.

She ran her tongue over her teeth as she narrowed her eyes and took a step forward to where they barely touched chests.

"Alright," She said slamming the que stick down on the table causing the nose to echo through the room. "You wanna go? We'll go Jackson."

And before she knew what was happening Jax had her by the collar of the shirt and had her pinned down to the back of the pool table.

The men shouted and rushed forward to help pull Jax off her, but came to a startling conclusion that she didn't need their help when they seen Jax's feet swing up from underneath him and he fell to the floor.

They all watched as she rolled off the table backwards, though she hurt her back doing so she was free of Jax's grip. He was quick onto his feet -- but not quick enough to avoid being seen on the ground by Clay and Tig who both walked in through the door.

Clay paused in the middle of the room. I didn't take a genius to put two and two together -- his kids had been fighting.

"Jax meeting."

Clay said, glancing over to [Name] and seeing the seething look she gave Jax. Jax just rolled his head before he kicked the side of the pool table and walked inside the Chapel.

This left Clay and the others outside with [Name]. He looked at her as he gave her a knowing look for her to tell him what had happened. She shook her head.

"Came in pissed. Asked him who pissed in his cheerios. Before I knew it our anger got the better of us."

Clay nodded, knowing that the two were going to go at it sooner or later with her being back here. Although what it was about Clay had no idea, but he was going to make sure he was going to find out from Jax just what the hell had happened.

"Right. Everyone Chapel, now. [Name], go walk it off."

Clay knew from the look in her eyes that she still wasn't calm and that some fresh air around the compound could end up doing her some good. She sighed but gave a nod as she walked around the pool table and past Chibs, who stopped her before she could finish leaving as he grabbed her arm.

"I wanna talk w'th you after this meetin'. Be at the back of the tables outside."

[Name] nodded slowly before Chibs let her go and was the last one to vanish behind the double doors to the room.

She hadn't waited but maybe forty-five minutes to an hour or so and she watched as the boys started walking out the door into the cool and crisp night air.

She had been where Chibs had asked her to be sitting on the table in the very back that was now deeply cast in shadow apart from all the others. She figured he had chosen this one because whatever he had to say he didn't want anyone else to hear.

She was sitting on the top part of the table with her legs spread open and her feet resting on the bench. Her jeans today had been extremely hot to wear today, but as she had told Tig the other day she did not own shorts.

Just as her mind began to wander out walked Chibs and he made a bee-line toward her. He moved slowly, so he didn't seem upset with her, but he did seem slightly troubled about something.

"Mind tellin' me wut you think yer doin'?"

He asked confusing her greatly as she straightened her slouched position and looked at him with a raised brow.

"Waiting for you?"

He shook his head and scoffed. Before she knew what was happening he had placed both hands on either side of her on the top of the table and was leaning over closer to her, causing her to lean back slightly.

"Juice tol' me he woke up ta' you pushin' some croweater off the counter 'n then climbin' up onto Tig."

She frowned. She vaguely remembered doing that apart from hearing Tig's voice wake her up this morning.

"What does it matter?"

She asked, wondering if there was actually a point to all of this or if he was just trying to dig at her. Chibs's eyes narrowed as he moved in closer only this time she didn't lean back any further.

"You dun't think there was a reason for Jackie boy being pissed off at you earlier t'night?"

"What I do on my time is my business, nobody else."

She said bluntly, growing tired of this conversation with the Scott. Chibs jaw set in place, he wasn't too happy with how she was dealing with this talk and he sighed deeply through his nose.

"Ya know, [Name]. When ye' become involved in the Club, it becomes the VP's business."

"I'm not "involved" in the Club -- do you see a patch on my back?"

Chibs shook his head slowly as he scrunched up his face and raised a finger to her face.

"Dun't you start takin' sass wi't me, lass! I have you over my knee fast'a than you could blink!"

She closed her mouth, knowing that his threat wasn't just going to be an over the knee type of deal. She knew when to keep quiet because she had been at her ropes end, too bad she didn't know when to stop prior to getting there.

"I'm sorry, but nothing happened -- from what I can recall. I shared a croweater -- I think, but we never touched each other -- I'm pretty sure."

Her voice was low but hard as her eyes never left Chibs's. He kept looking into her eyes for any type of lie that might have been there but apparently didn't find anything. He nodded shortly afterward and pulled away.

"I'ght, lass. I'll let Jackie boy know nothin' happened that he has ta' worry bout. But dun't let it happen again."

Chibs said as he went to turn away. She watched him leave. She studied him as he walked away. He had a long stride and his shoulders were straight and his back tall.

She found herself biting her lower lip as she watched him leave and her eyes travel down that surprisingly toned back down to a very nicely sculpted butt.

She shook her head and looked away wondering what the hell was wrong with her.