Similar to earlier in the day, your other senses were awakened before you even opened your eyes. Your entire body still ached all over, it has lessened some, you assumed because they had put a painkiller through one of the tubes attached to the IV pole. You didn't have to wonder if Chibs was still in the room as you could smell the all familiar scent combination and you could hear that perfect Scottish drawl. You also heard multiple other voices, most likely the other members of Filip's club had come to find out what was going on. As exhausted and disoriented as you were, you knew you had work to do and lying in this damn hospital bed wasn't going to get anything done. You slowly opened your eyes, trying not to draw any attention, and then began sliding one leg off the side of the bed to prepare for your quick escape but it was halted by a sudden noise. That damn bed alarm, you'd completely forgotten about it, and it had thwarted your escape plan. Before you could move another muscle, Filip was quickly making his way to your bed as his friends stood back and observed.
"Please (Y/N), you need to stop trying to get up love, it's not safe, you're too hurt", he pleaded with you while lifting your leg and sliding it back into the bed, gently covering it with a blanket.
"You don't get it, I have to leave. It doesn't matter how I feel, I have to get to them.", you responded.
"You can't get up darling, we'll call whoever you need us to call, but I'm not going to let you leave this room, not in this condition", Chibs stated firmly.
"You can't call anyone. You can't do anything. You need to move. Coming here was a mistake", you cried while again trying to get up out of the bed. You had barely moved before Filip stopped you once again. He placed his strong hands on your arms pushing you down firmly into the bed as he sat down on the edge of your bed.
"You will not move from this bed (Y/N), not until your cleared by a doctor, I don't want to hear another thing about it", he nodded, taken aback by how firm he was being. He noticed how nervous you became and his expression quickly changed from firm to concerned, as he removed one arm from your side in order to brush a piece of hair out of your face, and caress your cheek.
"Don't be upset lass. I'm not cross with you, I just don't want you hurting yourself…even more, than you already are", he reassured you. You turned your face in his hand, kissing his palm, and then turned back to offer him a sad smile.
"My sweet love, why are you so scared, don't you know I'll always protect you", he questioned. You sighed and shook your head, not even beginning to know how to explain what was going on. You didn't have much time to think about what to say as one of his friends from the club chimed in.
A tall man with curly black hair slowly walked up, clapping a hand on Filip's shoulder and announced, "Besides, we're all family and if you're important to Chibs here, you're important to us too. We won't let anything bad happen to ya doll". The other men in the room nodded and grunted in agreement. You smiled first at the curly haired man, then at Filip, then at the rest of the men in the room.
"I appreciate your offer guys but I couldn't ask that of any of you, not with the drama I've brought with me. Coming here to Charming was a last-ditch effort for a hopeless situation and I won't have anyone else hurt on my account", you told the chivalrous group of men.
One of the youngest of the group, a man with little to no hair but a rather large head tattoo, spoke up, "Don't worry (Y/N). We won't let that Jason guy anywhere near you". Your smile quickly turned to a scowl and you whipped your head back towards Filip.
"What did you tell them", you accused.
"Nothing, I didn't tell them anything yet love but I did show them the card from the flowers…..it didn't say much….it just said that he would see you soon and he signed his name…we didn't get much farther than that before you woke up. It took them a while to get here, plus the nurse only gave you a mild sedative to calm down so you weren't knocked out too long", he explained. Before he could say much else, that same nurse entered the room, interrupting the conversation.
"What the hell is going on here, this woman is supposed to be resting and recovering, not hosting all of SAMCRO. You all can see her in the morning, but for now you're going to have to leave", she ordered. All of the guys groaned and grumbled but seemed to heed the nurse's request.
"We'll leave, but my two guys here Juice and Rat are going to be outside the door to make sure she's safe but they won't disturb her", a tall man with shoulder length blonde hair responded while nodding to the two men. When you looked closer, you saw that blondie had the president's patch on his kutte. The nurse rolled her eyes but agreed to the man's conditions. She seemed to be familiar with the biker crew as you were sure they had people in and out of this hospital all of the time.
"I'm not leaving her here. I'm staying right here by her side til we figure out what the hell is going on", Chibs suddenly spoke up. The nurse sighed deeply and turned around.
"Listen I know y'all care about this girl but the only people that get to stay here overnight are family or significant others. Anything else is against hospital regulations", she informed the guys.
"Well, that's fine then cause I'm her man, her significant other or whatever shite the hospital says. I'm with her", Chibs responded as he stood up from the edge of your bed, standing in front of you protectively, placing himself between you and the nurse.
"No he's not", you called out from behind "I'm married and he's not the husband". Almost every head in the room quickly turned to look at you in confusion.
"Don't do this (Y/N)", Chibs pleaded as he quickly walked back over to your bed, that familiar painful look plastered across his face.
He tried to grab your hands but you quickly pulled them out of his grasp and looked away, whispering "It's easier this way Filip. I won't let you or your brothers get hurt for me". Before he had a chance to respond, the nurse quickly stepped around him and ushered all of the men out of the room.
It was several hours later and you were exhausted. The hospital was much quieter at this time of night. All you could hear was the shuffle of feet in the hallway, whispers of hospital staff, and the beeping of monitors in your room. The night shift staff tried to keep everything quiet so patients could sleep but you would not be sleeping had spent the past hours sobbing ever since you watched Filip walk out the door. You thought you'd be used to this feeling. Every time the two of you met, it always ended this way, in heartbreak because no matter how much you loved each other, you both knew that you could never be together. Almost as if on cue, the door to your room creaked open and there he was. He offered an apologetic smile and entered the room, softly closing the door behind him. You know you should send him away but you had no resolve at this point and smiled back at him, reaching your arms out to him. You could see him breathe a sigh of relief that you didn't send him away again, and he quickly came over to you, engulfing you in as tight of a hug as your bruised and battered body could handle
. "I should've known you wouldn't leave, you stubborn ass hole", you teased as you smiled up at the man you loved.
He smiled and then sighed and asked, "Do you remember the day we met lass. That and the first night we….well ya know"?
You offered him a confused smile at the sudden reminiscing and his nervousness and responded, "Of course I do Filip. I remember it like it was yesterday".
It was a blistering hot summer day, typical early June weather and you were pissed. You had decided to take a break at a rest stop in some random town in Pennsylvania. You had gone inside to hit the head and grab a bite to eat. You gorged yourself on Chick-fil-A and made sure to order some waffle fries for the road. You walked out to your car, ready to get going and hit the road. You put your key in the ignition and to your dismay, it didn't start. You cursed your shit luck and banged your head against the steering wheel. You got out of your car and popped the hood, bending over and looking everything over as if you knew what the hell you were doing. You cursed again and pulled out your phone to call local mechanics in the area and dreading the mounting costs that this little hiccup would cost you. You had a long road ahead of you. You had just graduated from graduate school in Upstate New York. You wanted to stay there, you loved your life there with your friends and you loved studying chemistry. You tried to convince your family that you should stay there and continue going to school but your father insisted you return home so here you were with a station wagon filled to the brim and hundreds of miles to drive across the country to drive to your small town in Oregon. You were lost in thought trying to calculate how much the tow and the fix would potentially cost you when you were brought back to reality by a voice from behind you. You jumped and turned around quickly, reaching for the pocket knife in your back pocket. You came face to face with a man whose arms were now up in the "surrender" position.
"Sorry lass, didn't mean to startle ya but it seems like you're having car trouble. I know a thing or two about cars so I thought I might be able to help" he explained. You noticed his accent right away and smiled. You had already thought he was good looking but that was just the icing on the cake.
"You're not from around here are you", you questioned.
The man chuckled and responded, "You've got me there lass but since we're currently at a truck stop in the middle of bumblefuck nowhere, I'm gonna guess you're not from here either". You laughed, feeling oddly at ease with this stranger.
"You're right, I'm not from here. I live all the way at the other end of the country. I'm Y/N", you introduced yourself, sticking out your hand to shake his. He took your hand in his own and brought it to his lips, gently kissing your knuckles.
"My name's Filip, but everyone calls me Chibs. Now let me take a look at that car and see if I can help you out", he replied. You stepped back and let him get to work. You stood back and admired the view while he looked over your car. He was a tall man, dark colored hair mixing between brown and black with a speckle of grey throughout. He had two scars on his face that added to his allure. You could tell he was a man who lived a full and eventful life. He wore a pair of dark colored jeans, along with an even darker shirt. What really caught your attention was the kutte he was wearing, worn leather with a large reaper plastered across the back. Above the reaper were the words "Sons Of Anarchy" in large bold writing. You had just met but this man intrigued you. You knew you wanted to know more about him. It also helped that he was an attractive guy with an accent and who knew how to fix a car. You were suddenly brought back to reality by Chip, no that's not it, Chibs is his name.
"Earth to (Y/N), you enjoying the view?", he teased. You blushed, embarrassed that you were caught staring and shook your head.
"I think I've figured it out. It's your battery. It's dead. It looks ancient as hell, to be honest", he informed you while shrugging his shoulders and running a hand through his hair
"That makes sense", you mused, "I'm pretty sure the last time the battery was changed was when my granddad gave it to me years back".
"Well you could pay to have it towed, which will cost you an arm and a leg or if you want to there's a Walmart about a mile up the road. We could walk up there and pick you up a battery. I only need a couple tools to do it and I've got those in my bag. Before you say you don't want to impose, you're not imposing. It's my honor and duty to come to the aid of a beautiful damsel in distress", Chibs offered. You blushed at the compliment and agreed to Filip's plan.
The two of you started off down the road. You were worried it'd be awkward but the conversation flowed as easily as if you were two friends. You told him about your life in New York and about your recent graduation. He was impressed with your degree and inquired as to why you were heading back to Oregon if you loved your life in New York. He could tell that question triggered something as your entire body language changed. You shrugged and told him that as much as you wish you could've stayed in New York, that you had a position in the family business waiting for you back home and your father insisted that you return to play your part, that it was very complicated. Chibs noticed you seemed upset and quickly changed the subject. He told you about his childhood, being born in Scotland, but spending most of his life in Ireland. He made you laugh when he told you the story of how he got himself kicked out of the British Army. When you asked him why he found himself in the US if so much of his life is across the sea, you noticed he suddenly became uncomfortable.
He seemed at a loss for words but then finally responded, "I had to leave. It's…it's…it's complicated".
"I get that Filip", you reassured him, "Don't worry, we don't have to talk about it. Can I ask though where you're headed"? At this point, the two of you had reached the store and went on the hunt for the car battery. While he shopped he told you about his group of old friends he'd be meeting out in California. He explained that they were a group of motorcycle enthusiasts, who were like family, pointing out the patches sewn on to the back of his kutte. He also told you about the motorcycle he wanted to buy once he got out there. A couple hours later, the car battery was installed. Chibs shut the hood and instructed you to get in the car and try to turn it on again. You held your breath and put your key in the ignition. The car roared to life and you squealed with excitement. You hopped out of the car and ran over to Chibs, jumping into his arms and enveloping him in a hug, thanking him repeatedly. He laughed, a little taken aback by your outburst but he hugged you back. You spent the next half hour talking and laughing outside your car, neither of you wanting this conversation or moment to end. That's when you had an idea.
"Listen Chibs, I remember you said you were hopping trains and buses to make your way out to California. I have a better idea. Why don't you ride out with me? We can split when we get closer but I'd love to have some company other than that radio that plays the same song over and over. Now before you say don't want to impose, you're not imposing. It's my honor and duty to come to the aid of a damsel in distress", you proposed, winking when you quoted his line from earlier.
"You're cheeky ya know that", he laughed. You smirked back at him, wiggling your eyebrows.
"Ahhh alright, I guess I should tag along in case this beast of yours gives you any more issues", he mused "one condition though, I'll drive". You agreed, excited not to have to drive for once and tossed him the keys and hopped in the passenger seat.
You were so happy Chibs had agreed to come with you. It was amazing having company but there was something more. The two of you just clicked. You talked about anything and everything, and when you weren't talking, you just sat in silence enjoying one another's company. There was lots of flirting and a definite sexual tension but Chibs insisted on being a gentleman, well the biker version of a gentleman. When it was time to sleep at night he always insisted on him sleeping over the blankets or taking the couch if there was one. That all changed one night during your trip. The two of you had dinner at this little pub that was having $1 drink specials. You were waiting at the front while Chibs went and paid your tab. He always insisted on paying and you had to sneak the bill if you wanted to treat. You were standing up at the front searching through the music when you heard a low whistle from behind you. You rolled your eyes and turned around coming face to face with a drunken scumbag. He had greasy black hair and looked like he hadn't showered in weeks. He smelled like it too. He looked you up and down, lingering a little too long for your liking.
"Hey creep", you called out, "What the hell do you want".
"The only thing I want is you baby", he responded while he sauntered even closer to you, attempting to pin you between himself and the jukebox. You were having none of it though and pushed past him, trying to walk out the door to find your car. He turned around and grabbed your arm, attempting to stop you. Before he had a chance to drop another stupid pick up line, you turned around and landed a punch on his smug face, right in the jaw. You shook out your hand and readied yourself for the fight that was about to happen.
The drunken asshole was bending over holding his jaw but after the shock wore off, he stood up and screamed "You stupid bitch, I'm gonna"….but he was interrupted. Chibs had arrived on the scene and quickly grabbed the drunken idiot by the collar and dragged him out to the parking lot. The rest of the crowd seemed unfazed by the incident so you quickly ran outside to find Chibs. You heard him before you saw him and quickly followed the noise. You found them behind a parked car. Chibs' fist was covered in blood and that same fist was repeatedly bashing the face of the drunken scumbag.
Chibs was screaming at him, accent thick with anger, "What the fuck did ya think you were doing you inbred piece of shite, puttin yer hands on a woman like that. You're lucky I don't kill ya"! You were wary to try to break it up but you didn't want Chibs to actually kill the man so you quickly stepped in and tried to pull him off but you weren't successful.
You screamed Chibs' name over and over and finally got his attention when you shouted, "Filip please stop. You're going to kill him"! Hearing the twinge of pain in your voice, he quickly stopped and spun around. He had a deadly look on his face and seemed to be panting.
He took several deep breaths to calm himself and replied to you, "Alrighty Darlin'. I'm about finished up here, then we can go back to the motel and I'll clean up your hand". You rolled your eyes at the thought of you being the more injured of the pair as Chibs turned around and kicked the bastard as hard as he could. As the man called out in pain, Filip turned around and threw an arm around your shoulder.
"Let's get going lovey", he declared and off you went to the motel.
You were back at the motel. Chibs had cleaned up your hand rather quickly as you'd only thrown one punch. He protested but you insisted he sit down on the bed as you gently wiped the blood from his now bruised hand. You hadn't talked much since you got back from the pub but there was this feeling in the air, you couldn't quite put your finger on it but you felt it deep down inside of you. After you had helped him clean up his hand, he smiled and pecked you on the forehead. He told you that he was going to take a shower to wash off the smell of the drunk.
"Give me your shirt first", you called out, "I have stain remover in my bag and that t-shirt is going to need it".
"You're just trying to get me naked lass", he teased but he complied, taking off his shirt and throwing it your way. You barely caught it as you were distracted by the sight in front of you. He was covered in tattoos and scars. You wanted to explore all of them even closer but you didn't get to check him out too long as he strolled into the bathroom to take a shower. You got out the stain remover, poured it into a bowl, and soaked the bloody t-shirt inside. As you kneaded the dirty t-shirt in the liquid, you couldn't get the thought of Filip's half-naked body out of your head. You suddenly had an idea. You opened the door of the bathroom, announcing that you had to wash the liquid off your hands as he grunted in response. After you washed your hands, you quietly and carefully slipped your shirt off, up and over your head, reaching behind to unclasp your bra. You slid your jeans down your body and stripped off your panties, throwing them on the floor. You took a deep breath and stepped into the back of the shower, struggling not to audibly gasp at the sight in front of you.
Chibs turned around shocked and asked you, "Lass what the hell are you doing".
"What you don't like what you see", you asked shrugging your shoulders and pouting.
You saw him gulp as he looked you up and down and he growled, "Of course I like what I see (Y/N). I mean I'd be crazy not to. You're sexy as hell".
He suddenly tried to look away, hiding his gaze, "But we shouldn't do this", he sputtered, "You're just excited cause I fought that prick for ya and we're both drunk. I don't want ta take advantage".
"Filip", you purred, "Yes I'm drunk which is probably why I'm feeling a little more confident but not drunk enough that I'll do anything I'll regret. I've wanted to jump your bones since the moment we met in that parking lot. Seeing you beat up that creep for me only made me want you more". Feeling bold, you took a step forward, pressing your body against his wrapping your arms around his neck. Chibs tried to look away but you could feel his excitement which gave him away.
He groaned, "Lass we shouldn't do th..". "Oh shut up and fuck me Filip", you interrupted. That did it. He growled and wrapped his arms around you, shoving you against the wall of the shower as his lips crashed into yours. As your kiss deepened, the two of you explored one another's bodies with your hands. You lost track of time, lost in one another, and the water eventually turned ice cold. You whined and Chibs took the opportunity to grab your ass and lift you up in his arms, carrying you out to the bed, still soaking wet. He tossed you on to the bed and took a moment to hungrily take in the sight of your naked body writhing on the bed in anticipation. He groaned in appreciation and was soon on top of you. The two of you fought for dominance for a while but soon found a steady rhythm. He was obviously experienced as he made your body feel things that you'd never felt before. You could tell he appreciated your skills as well each time he let go. Quite some time and many many orgasms later, the two of your laid across each other on the bed, trying to catch your breath. He was laying on his back in the middle of the bed as you laid on top of him. You ran your hands through his hair, as his hands rested possessively on your ass. You started to laugh and Chibs raised his eyebrows, spanking you sharply.
"What's so funny lass. Way to make a man feel good", he teased. You continued to laugh and placed your head down on his chest, lifting it up to offer him a mischievous smile.
"It's not that Filip…we left the shower on", you laughed.
"Well then", he growled, "let's get going love". He slapped your ass with his right hand while his left arm wrapped around your waist, he stood, lifting you up and carrying you to the bathroom. You wrapped your legs around his waist and squealed in excitement.
You came back to reality and blushed at the shared memory. You and Filip were only supposed to stay at that motel for one night and get going in the morning but you stayed there for 3 days, only leaving to get food and then immediately returning.
"So why the walk down memory lane," you asked as you scooted over, patting the bed next to you so he would climb in. He sighed and hopped up next to you, adjusting your blanket so you were covered and wrapping an arm around you. You welcomed the sudden closeness and snuggled into his side. He sighed, you could tell he was thinking and waited patiently for his response.
"Well lass, after everything we went through on that trip and since then, it just kills me that you're this scared and don't trust me to protect you. You know I'd do anything for you Y/N". You looked up at him with a confused look on your face.
"Is that what you really think Filip, that I don't trust you", you asked. "It's not that at all, it's just all…it's…it's complicated", you explained.
"Isn't it always", he groaned in response. "Now get some sleep love. You need to rest", he ordered as he pulled you closer, placing a kiss on your forehead.
"Tell me a bedtime story Filip", you pleaded.
"Alrighty love", he mused. "Do you want to hear about how I got kicked out of the army again", he asked.
"Ohhh yes, that's my favorite", you replied while snuggling into his chest. You knew you had things to do but for now, for tonight, you were going to fall asleep in the arms of the man you love.