I was zonked after my 12-hour shift and there was a flicker of excitement in my overtired brain about the approaching shower and bed that was coming my way. Today had been rough and normally after a long shift I'd make myself stay up and clean the little house that I called home but my legs were aching and my eyelids felt heavy. I turned onto my street and could see the driveway to the little house when my phone let out it's excited song that someone personal was calling, if it was work I'd have ignored it, hell if it was my own cousin I would have ignored it but it was Lacey, a girl that had become a good friend of mine over the last few months and also a friend that had just announced she was pregnant, she also knew not to call me at the end of my long ass shifts unless it was important.

"This better be life or death," I grumbled after I hit the answer button, pulling into my driveway to wait and see what she needed. I heard a nervous laugh and tugged on the end on my blonde ponytail as I waited to hear what she had to say.

"Hello my favorite person in the whole wide world" She said back cheerily and glanced at the clock, it was 10.58 at night, what the hell was she calling about. I heard Juice protest in the background and felt a smile on my face.

"What do you want brat, I was 2 seconds away from my front door" I questioned as I shifted in my seat. Lacey was my polar opposite, dark features in hair, skin tone and eyes where I was light, blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin with a slight hint of a tan, I guess the saying opposites attract really is true.

"You know I wouldn't call unless it was important, I know you just pulled out long hours but we are kind of desperate here" She murmured softly and I heard cursing in the background and a bang.

"Are you okay?" I questioned, straightening up and heard her laugh softly.

"I'm fine, my brother might have just given Juice a concussion but I'm fine, that's kind of why I need you, my brother had an uh accident and I need your nurse fingers to fix him, its stitch worthy and you know stitches ain't my thing" She questioned and I frowned as I took in what she was saying, she had a brother? I mean of course she did but he actually lived in the country, he was here?

"Okay and you can't go the hospital because…" I questioned and she grunted.

"Dude, he's a Son as well, remember, like Juice?" She informed and I rolled my eyes. Right, the Sons were a motorcycle enthusiast club that resided in Charming, I hadn't had a chance to see any of them around because I'd been so caught up in moving and working my ass off to get some savings down that I hadn't gotten out much besides the coffee shop, grocer and Lacey's house. I can guarantee Juice didn't look like any motorcycle enthusiast, sure he had one and he took care of it but he was also decked out in leather and tattoos and worked ridiculous hours, I was blonde but I wasn't stupid, didn't mean I'd ask questions though.

"Fine, you owe me 5 cups of coffee, from the good place too, I'll be over soon" I grumbled, reversing and heading over. I hung up just as she said her thank you's and drove the 5 minutes to the Ortiz household. I grabbed my kit out the back and headed up towards the pretty brick house that had the most amazing rose's you'd ever seen and pounded on the ridiculous blue door. Juice pulled open the door, a scowl on his face and a red mark on his cheekbone.

"You should just leave the asshole," He muttered as he left the door and headed inside. I took no offence in the lack of greeting, Juice was one of the greatest guys I'd ever met but not in the goody two shoes way, I could argue for hours on end with him about cars and Lacey's best feature. Lacey appeared before I could follow Juice around the corner into the kitchen and hugged me tightly.

"Questions to a minimum alright Nurse," She said as she kissed my cheek and pulled me in. If I didn't have a good poker face my eyes would have widened at the man seated at the dining table. He was a lot like Lacey in ways of dark features but his eyes were darker, probably with anger from being injured and he was over 6 foot for sure where as Lace hovered around 5'9 like myself. Oh and don't forget tattoos covering every bare bit of skin I could see except for his face, they did go right up his neck but. His eyes had been on Juice but as soon as I'd entered the room they were on me, scanning my body before locking onto my eyes, a glare etched on his face. I wonder if it was the fact that I was still in my scrubs looking like a zombie.

"He doesn't look injured," I said to Lacey and she narrowed her eyes at me before elbowing me in the side.

"Happy this is my good friend Ellie, Ellie this is my big brother Happy, she's gonna patch you up so be nice, she's cool, it's on his left shoulder" She informed and I headed over, dropping my kit on the table and giving a quick greeting before pulling out some antiseptic for cleaning. I crouched down and got a good look at the wound, bullet for sure; I'd been in emergency long enough to know that's what it was.

"Was it whole when you pulled it out" I asked glancing up at him and his eyebrows rose ever so slightly before he pulled back into the scowl, yeah real happy.

"Think so" He responded shortly and I narrowed my eyes.

"I need a definite, if not I need to dig around, if you did then I'll probably kiss you cause that'll take forever and I'm tired" I said and he grunted.

"I said I think so didn't I," He grumbled back and I grabbed the cleaning stuff and began to fix up this bloody mess on his arm, rude asshole. I had a quickly dig an couldn't see anything so I quickly stitched in 6 perfect stiches and gave another shot of local to numb it before patching it up.

"Don't wet it for a couple of days, pop some pain killers, call me when you want them out, I'm going home to bed" I said as I began packing up my shit. He stood up and moved out of range, strange guy. He was quiet where his sister was a big mouth.

"Thanks home girl, this bitch just pulled 12 hours and stitched up my asshole brother, goddess" Lacey said as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder and smooched my cheek.

"Thanks" Happy grunted before walking out the door and I could hear him and Juice talking quietly over a smoke.

"Bullet wound, interesting motorcycle enthusiast" I said softly and Lacey shot a warning look my way, one that said shut my mouth or she'd shut it for me. "I'm out girl, I'm dead," I said as I headed towards the front door, Lacey following.

"Hold it" A deep voice grumbled as a hand wrapped around my upper arm, stopping me from descending the step. I glanced back up at the tall tattooed man, an eyebrow raised impatiently. "Need to know you ain't gonna say shit about tonight to anyone" He grunted and I heard Lacey scoff.

"Hap I already told you…" She began but he held up a hand.

"Wanna hear it from her" He said, nodding at me, was he threatening me?

"Easy killer, my lips are sealed" I said and his eyes darkened as Juice and Lacey's heads whipped to stare at me. The hand on my arm tightened and painfully too.

"The fuck did you say" He growled out, stepping into my personal space as he glared at me.

"I said my lips are sealed, what the fuck do you think I said," I said defensively as I tugged on my arm with no result. He took a deep breath, examining me before stepping back, releasing my arm, bruise for sure. "I'm going home, thanks for the bruise asshole," I said, turning and leaving them in what I hoped was stunned silence. What the hell was his problem? I guess he did get shot that would piss anyone off.