The party was in full motion by the time Clara had a arrived. She was probably one of the last ones there, but she had gotten there shortly after Jax and Wendy had brought home Able. So it wasn't as if she missed much at all.

She had been with the men for nearly a week now more or less and she had grown more comfortable with each one of them -- which for her was a good thing.

Although, she still found herself wondering why she was mingling around the hallway more than actually in the living room with everyone else. She shrugged it off guessing that it was just because there wasn't room in the living room for her.

"Aye there ye' are!"

Chibs said walking out of the kitchen, not knowing she had arrived yet. She had already greeted Juice and was hanging out beside him at the moment. She had greeted everyone in the living room, but Chibs was in the kitchen upon her arrival.

"Hey Chibs. How are you?"

She asked as the older man walked up to her and reached out to give her a hug. She smiled and returned it before pulling away and having him handing her a beer.

"Thanks, didn't have to."

She said with a small smile as she took a sip of the alcohol. Chibs just chuckled and patted her on the shoulder.

"Wouldn't be a party without one!"

He teased before leaving her and Juice to continue speaking about whatever it was they were talking about.

After about ten or so minutes Clara left Juice in the hall to go to the kitchen to get another beer.

"Coming out of your hiding spot to join us?"

Bobby asked as she stepped through the living room. He was grinning and she returned the grin and held up her empty beer bottle and shoot it.

"Naw, the Irish in me forced me out. Don't worry, I'll be back into hiding soon."

Everyone either laughed, chuckled, or smiled at her joke as she manages to make her way to the kitchen for another beer. Sitting in there was Gemma and Donna, which Clara smiled to both of them.

She had never met Donna till now, after all she hadn't been around town in the last twelve years, but the woman seemed nice enough.

"You're Op's wife right?"

She asked giving a small glance to the woman before opening up the fridge to grab another beer. Upon closing the fridge she looked back and seen the nod which signified that her guess was correct.

"Donna this is Clara, my niece."

"Clara? Oh I remember Opie talking about you guys when you were kids."

Donna said. This caused Clara to smile, not knowing that he spoke about her when she was not around. That was sweet and all for Opie to do a thing mostly speaking about her to his family. She only smiled and decided she needed some air, so she grabbed her beer and stepped it the side door.

As she stepped outside the cool air hit her and she inhaled deeply, the cold hitting her nose and it was calming almost instantly.

She closed her eyes to take a moment for herself thinking about today's events hell the whole week's event to be completely honest. But what she didn't expect was not being alone as she did this.

"Hey sweetheart."

The playful tone caused her to open her eyes and look up to her left. Leaning up against the house in the driveway was Tig having a smoke. He was looking at her with that given smirk.

"Hey."

She said with her own smile as she approached him and joined him leaning up against the side of the house. She took a swig of her beer while feeling Tig's eyes on her.

"You know, you're probably one of the only people that I know that isn't afraid to get her hands dirty."

She looked over to him and raised a brow, wondering what the hell he was talking about.

"For a woman, I mean. You fix cars -- know what you're doing for the most part. You ride a bike -- which you've always been around the Club. I dunno man, are you sure you're a lady?"

He snickered. She frowned, knowing that he was playing with her like how Jax or Opie would so she smacked him playfully on the arm.

"Ouch! Okay you still hit like a girl!"

The both laughed. Tig raised his cigarette up and offered it to her, she politely refused and took another sip of her drink.

"You know, SAMCRO is nothing like what it is down south."

This caught Tig's attention.

"Unlike with here, down there if you did something bad -- you'd die because of it. I'm really glad to know that here, even though you suspect Opie to be a rat, you haven't hurt him."

She turned and looked at Tig with a large smile, causing the man's eyes to widen.

"I'm really proud of how Uncle runs things up here. And I just wanna thank you for always being there for him -- even though it's your job to keep him safe. Not everyone takes it as seriously as you do."

Tig didn't know what to say beside the fact that he suddenly felt sickened. He hid it well, but he couldn't hide the fact that it hurt him to hear all the good things she had just said about him and Clay both -- when tonight was going to be the night everything went into motion.

"You're a great guy, Tig. Don't ever let anyone else tell ya differently."

His head whipped around so fast that he thought he might have broken his neck. But he caught her smile toward him prior to her headed back inside.

He sighed deeply and looked down at his boots. Her words still lingering within the air even after she had left.

Not even a minute later Tig watched as Opie, Donna, and the kids all came outside and started getting into their vehicles.

It was time.

When Clara returned inside and went back to the living room she noticed that Opie and his family were gone. She was slightly disappointed that she hadn't gotten to tell them goodbye before they left, but she figured she would see them some other time.

She hadn't really said a word to Donna and hadn't spoken to their kids at all, but she wouldn't worry about that tonight as she took an open seat next to Chibs and raised the bottle to her lips.

"So ye' fer'fillin that Irish need o' yers'"

Chibs asked causing her to roll her eyes and smile slightly.

"The beer's okay, but my other Irish need is still going strong."

She whispered in a teasing voice causing Chibs to raise a brow as he put his arm back behind her on the couch and shuffled a bit more to get comfortable.

He leaned down closer to her ear, luckily nobody was watching this happen as they were all talking among themselves.

"And what need would that be?"

His thick accent spewing from his lips, causing her to smile and turn to look at him. He had a strange look in his eyes, an almost hungry look if she had to call it something.

"Oh well, you of all people should know best what that need is right now."

The corners of her lips turned up more as she watched his eyes narrowed more, waiting for her to say. She leaned over closer to his ear as she whispered into it.

"Some good ol' song and cheer."

She said pulling away from him slowly to see his expression was still the same. She thought she had pissed him off, but that smile came around the corner of his lips and he threw his head back and let out a loud laughter as he grabbed her shoulders and shook her slightly.

"Aye yer' alright Doc! Yer' alright!"

Everyone else gave a confused smile but went along with it anyway. It had been a long time since anyone seen Chibs laughing that hard. It was nice to see the guy smiling and having fun with their newest arrival at the Clubhouse.

"You havin a good time, baby?"

Gemma asked rounding the corner after hearing Chibs laughing his ass off at her really bad joking.

"Aye, Gem! This one 'ere she's a keeper!"

Gemma couldn't help but smile as she seen just how happy her niece had been making everyone these last couple of days she had been here.

Everyone had been in good spirits shortly after she arrived and it seemed to have been good for everyone that she had come.

Thought Gemma just wished that the circumstances that brought on her arrival were different, she was still happy to see the boys bonding with her so easily.

Gemma wandered through the living room and was looking for Clay when he walked inside looking distressed as he was trying to reach someone on the phone.

Clara laughed as Juice was trying to make faces at Able as Jax's soon to be ex-wife was holding him.

"Turn your face to much more and you'll make him cry rather than laugh!"

Clara called over to Juice and soon had the whole room laughing and Juice looking at her with a saddened face.

"I don't think he really had to try for that."

Bobby spoke up, causing the laughter to rise in the house.

"Hey man!"

Juice called back, hurt that he was being ganged up on by his friends.

Suddenly Clay stepped forward looking white as a ghost.

"We gotta go. There's been an accident."

Everyone was silent as they looked to one another and quickly scurried from their spots and to their bikes, Clara being one of them.

Clay wasn't really paying attention to her as she got onto her bike and put her helment on, but Chibs was watching.

"Oi lass, go on back inside. We'll go ourselves 'n check it out."

But she shook her head as she turned over her bike's key and kickstarted the engine.

"No, I'm going with."

She said as she revved the engine a bit before waiting for the others that had blocked her in the drive to pull out.

"This is Club business -- "

"No Chibs, this here is family business."

She said pulling out of the drive once it was clear for her to go. Chibs shook his head and followed on after her, getting to where he road up beside her.

By the time they pulled up the whole Charming emergency crew was there and they had every taped off.

[Name] quickly noticed Opei's truck and all the blood on the windshield, the bullet holes that went through it and she felt an instant panic.

"Oh God, please no."

She said as she turned off her bike and put the kickstand down. Taking off her helmet and dropping it in the street not caring if it got scratched as she walked quickly toward the group of people that surrounded the body.

She went up under the tape and feared that she would see Opie there on the ground dead. She passed by a few officers that looked her way, but they didn't try to stop her as she made her way through the people standing there.

It was Opie that had his wife cradled in his arms as he cried over her refusing to let her go.

Jax was holding onto Opie best he could, but Clara walked up through some of the boy's and to Opei's side.

"Op. Op, you gotta let her go honey. Please, come on Op."

She whispered into his ear as her and Jax pulled him away from his wife. He turned and instantly he had a death grip hold around Clara and was crying into her shoulder.

She stumbled back as the towering man clung to her as if she were his live boat. He was crying hard into her shoulder. She felt herself blinking back some tears, but it didn't work as they crawled down her cheek as Opie continued to use her as support.

She held him closely and for as long as he needed it. The pain she felt for her friend, it made her sick.

She placed her hand on the back of his head and put her face into the crook of his neck, peering over his shoulder at Jax who he too looked as if he was crying as he rubbed Opie's back.

Chibs had wandered up here now too. He was standing back behind Opie and watching as the much larger man broke down into the arms of the woman that had decided to come back to Charming just as shit was hitting the fan.