1. The bullets were flying and the adrenaline was rushing through his veins. He knew he shouldn't be excited by all of this but he was. He never felt more alive then when something like this was going down. Did that make something wrong with him he wondered to himself. He looked around him and shook his head. No, he wasn't the only one that the adrenaline was rushing through. He looked over at his President and saw the excitement in his eyes also. But as he looked over at the VP he saw something else. Yeah, he saw the excitement but he also saw something that was holding him back. He knew then that he was thankful he didn't have a woman waiting at home for him. He knew that was what was holding Opie back.

He remembered Opie talking about how great it was to have an old lady. Someone to wrap his arms around when he so desperately needed it. How it was great to go home to someone that smelled so good and felt so soft. Helped him to forget if only for awhile. To Happy it all sounded good until now. He knew that when Opie was talking that there was a part of him that wished he could also have that special someone but right at this minute he was thankful he didn't. It was distraction that got a man killed he thought. The he felt the pain as a bullet sliced into his chest and once again he wondered what it would feel like to have someone there to hold him.

Jax saw Happy go down and he knew it was getting bad. Happy was one that had no fear and watching him go down was like a hammer on his head. He saw Opie turn to him and try to say something and then he felt and saw nothing.

Opie watched first one brother go down and then his president. He signaled for the guys to take the shooters down and he ran to his president. He managed to get Jax into the van and then went back for Happy. Tig had already grabbed Happy up and was leading him to the van. Finally the bullets stopped and they rushed them both to the hospital.

Tara was working the emergency room with her best friend Stacy. The two of them had gone to medical school together and that is where they met. They became very close and when openings came up in a small town in California they decided to apply. They were extremely happy they were both hired. They had wanted some quiet since they had been working at a very busy hospital in New York prior to this. They had both only been here a week but it was quiet and they really liked it. They had emergency room detail for now since they were the newbies on the job and they didn't mind. They were standing there taking a coffee break when one of the nurses came running in telling them there was an emergency coming in. They were told it was bullet wounds and they ran out to see.

"Wow, I never thought we would be seeing this in this quiet little town." Stacy said to Tara.

"Yeah, me either. Let's get to work. I guess it's a good thing we have experience in this."

They heard loud noises and went running towards them.

"Doc, you have to help our brothers. This is our president and Sergeant of Arms." they heard one of the men say.

Tara looked over to see two men laying on gurneys. Tara ran to one while Stacy ran to the other.

"Let's see what we have here." Tara said as she ripped open the heavy vest he was wearing. She started to toss it aside when someone grabbed it from her hands quickly. She never looked up as she saw the wound glaring at her with blood pumping out. She immediately went to work on getting this man stabilized before rushing him into surgery. She was calling out orders to the nurses and then she had them rushing him out of the room to the surgical floor.

"Doc is he going to be okay?"

"I will let you know. Right now I have to get that bullet out and repair whatever damage was done. Can you tell me his name please." she said as she turned to see so many men standing there with the same leather vests on them.

"Jax. Jax Teller."

"Okay, then. Stay here and let me work." She then turned and went to the room to scrub for surgery.

Stacy had went to the other man that had been shot. He was shot through the chest but he was awake and alert.

"What's your name honey." she asked staying calm to prevent any panic.

"Happy."

"Happy huh? I don't think you are real happy right now."

"No, Can you fix it Doc?"

"Yeah, I can. You were lucky it went straight through. Let's get you bandaged and stitched." she said as she had some nurses take him to a room.

Stacy took a minute to breathe. She didn't know why she was so shaky when she knew he would be okay. But one look into his eyes and she felt as if she was drowning. She had never felt this way before and she had to admit it scared her some.

"Doc is Happy okay?" she heard someone come up behind her to ask.

She turned to him.

"Yeah, um.. I just have to stitch him up and he will be good to go. Um.. was this a gang war?" she asked.

"Gang? No. We aren't a gang, we are a club. A motorcycle club. Sons of Anarchy." Opie said.

"Oh, well we are from New York and it reminds me so much of there. Sorry. " she said as she turned to go to the room they took her patient.

Happy was in pain but his worry was with his Prez. He started to get up when his doctor came back into the room. He looked up at her and felt a tingle in his chest. He figured it was from the bullet.

She walked over to him and then proceeded to stitch him up after packing the hole that had been made. He felt her soft hands as they touched him and he again resisted the tingle in his chest. When she was finished he stood up. "Thanks Doc." he said as he started to leave the room.

"It's Stacy." she said softly.

He turned back to her. "Thanks Stacy." he said and then left the room.