Sitting in her car down the street from Teller Motor, Dani had watched the comings and goings for almost an hour. She was hoping he was in there, so why was she still sitting out here? 'Should have ridden my bike,' she thought to herself, but then she remembered, this was not about making any more or a scene than necessary, and a girl riding in on a Harley always made a scene at an MC clubhouse.

Sitting up and starting the engine of her car Dani said out loud, "remember Dani, he pushed you to this. Be strong." And with that, she pulled out of her spot and drove the block and a half, turning into the lot of Teller Morrow.

Getting out of the car, she spotted his Dyna immediately. The paint on it was as dramatic as the ink on his arms and suited him well. She looked around the lot, and into the garage bays, hoping to spot him without having to ask. Just as she caught a glimpse of him picking up a wrench and returning under the hood of the car he was working on, a voice spoke to Dani.

"Can I help you Darlin?" Gemma asked. Dani looked over at her and smiled. She knew who she was, he had talked about her enough. Not wanting to give anything away, but not wanting to ruffle feathers, Dani replied, "No ma'am. I know where I am going. But thank you."

Dani turned and walked toward the bay, taking a deep breath, and preparing herself. No turning back now she reminded herself. Walking into the bay she noticed his Glock on the tool cart right by the car, and stepped over, picking it up, just to be on the safe side. And then Dani cleared her throat to make her presence known. When he looked up at her, his eyes widened and he stood up, with a look, she was not sure about, but she knew one thing, he was not happy.

"Well, good to know you aren't dead," she started with and followed it up with, "And it at least appears you recognize who I am, although I wasn't sure you would since you haven't answered the phone, or a text, or stopped to see me in 9 months."

He stalked towards her, towering over her, "WHAT" he barked, and then pulled it together, "What are you doing here" he said softly.

"Back off. I am not one of your targets, or those silly girls that hang around the club that you can intimidate." Dani said standing her ground with him, even though he towered over her 5'5" frame.

Stepping back a bit, he looked at her, "Why are you here?" he asked.

"Like I said, wanted to make sure you were alive. And then, wanted to know, what crawled up your ass to make you cut me off completely."

"Look Dani what we did was casual, we both agreed to that at the beginning…" he starts.

"No. We agreed to casual but if something changed for either one of us we would be honest. I was honest, and you.. you… you were Houdini."

"What I do, is none of your business," he says. Looking around the lot he sees, most of the club watching what is going on with him and Dani, "And I told you, I didn't want the club fucking knowing about you!"

"I am VERY aware of what you have said you want. But," she says stepping right into his face as he leans on the car he was working on, "but now you are going to hear what I want."

"I am not looking for you to profess your undying love for me, ESPECIALLY if that isn't how you feel," Dani said, looking him straight in the eyes. "But I deserve better than this. The last time I saw you, your shoulder was bleeding and the big ass scary dude told me to take care of you. So I did. Then, we talk on the phone, I tell you what I did, and POOF, you are gone."

"NO ONE needs to know about me being at your house that night." He growls.

"Jesus, would you stop worrying, I am not here to threaten you," Dani quips back

"Why are you here then?" he asks

"An answer. You don't have to answer now, but you owe me an answer. I have been NOTHING but honest with you about having fun, spending time, caring for you. I don't know when my feelings for you changed from casual to more, but I know when I knew. When I opened the door, and you were bleeding. And I realized that day could come, where you were not around. So I told you." Dani knew she might be crying a bit, but she wasn't going to acknowledge that by wiping a tear away.

"I accept what you do, and I did what we agreed to. All I want is you to do the same. And if you can't, that tells me just as much about you as anything else." Dani said, turning to head for her car.

"HEY" he barked at her.

She whipped around facing him. "I am not your dog, don't bark at me. You know where I am when you decide to answer. But make no mistake, I will get an answer." She said, wiggling the Glock in her hand, showing him she had his gun.

Club's POV

Gemma walked over to the picnic table where several guys were sitting, "Any of you know who the gash is?" she asked.

They all looked toward the bay, and Bobby comments, that doesn't look like a gash Gemma. That woman looks…..

"More than Capable to handle her shit" Quinn comments.

The all watch the exchange from the tables, as Dani holds her own with him. When she starts to walk away, and then turns around flashing his gun at him Quinn just chuckles to himself.

Getting up from the table Quinn strides toward the bay as Dani is leaving. Approaching her he holds out his hand.

"Here, don't give this back to him till I am gone, he may want to shoot me right now." She says to Quinn.

"Nice to see you Dani. And he doesn't want to shoot you. He loves you." Quinn says with his quirky smile.

"I hope this works Quinn," she says. And He winks.

"One way or the other we are going to know. Either way. You move forward, and we stop suffering from his pissy attitude."

As Dani drove off, Quinn stepped into the bay, and looked at him. "What did she want?" he ask him.

He turns around, "Did you tell them who she is?" he asks.

"NO. Don't take this shit out on me. Whatever she said, that's on you. Whatever you tell them." Pointing to the club, "is on you. What it is not is on ME. I have kept this damn secret all along. Now I don't know what is between you 2, or what she wanted today, but fucking figure it out, because I am not going to be your fucking punching bag on this one."

And with that, Quinn laid his Glock on the tool cart and walked out.

"FUCK" he screamed, kicking the tool cart. How the hell did a simple conversation about Vance and Hines vs. D&D pipes 2 years ago turn into Happy in the Garage at Teller Morrow finally having to face his feeling for a woman?