Authors Note: This one is about Chibbs and Ducky. I got to thinking (a dangerous venture I know) what if Ducky was the one who stitched Chibbs face up following his fight with Jimmy O? This is them meeting years later.

Disclaimer: I still own nothing.

Chapter 2

Chibbs and Ducky

Washington D.C. , April 19th, 2005

Bills bar and grill 5:00 P.M.

It was not often that Ducky went to a bar after work but this was the exception to that rule. He along with Kate and Gerald had been held hostage by a HAMAS cleaner sent to retrieve the small pox virus that had been in a person apartment. If that wasn't bad enough, Gerald had been shot would probably never regain full use of his shoulder or left arm again.

If that wasn't a good enough excuse to go to a bar he didn't know what was.

About 30 minutes later as he was finishing his third glass of Jameson Irish whiskey when a Scottish voice said, " 'ello Ducky!"

Ducky turned around to see a 6'3 scared, clad in biker gear Scotsman known as Chibs. He had been the one who had found Chibbs bloody in that alley in Belfast all those years ago. He had also been the one who had stitched his face up afterwards as well.

"Chibs how are you? What are you doing in D.C.?" The last Ducky had heard was that Chibs had been in Ireland.

"Yea' well I transferred to Cali, I was exploring the country, heard you lived here so I decided to pay a visit." replied Chibs. It was mostly true, he had been exploring the country, but was also establishing new contacts with the IRA with the rest of the Sons of Anarchy's chapters.

"Well its great to see you again Chibs! Come on have a seat!"

"No problem." said Chibs as they sat down.

They began discussing various topics, ranging from medical techniques' to listening to tales they had gathered from their last encounter.

"… and that is the name 'Gatorade' came about Chibs."

"Well Ducky. that's a really interesting story."

"So how are Fiona and Kerri Ana?"

Chibbs heart sank and he replied, "Jimmy still has 'em."

"I didn't mean to push Chibs, I didn't know. Is he the one who…?" asked Ducky gesturing towards the scars on Chibs face.

"Aye."

"Oh."

"Someday, I'd love to return the favor, and do the same to 'im." said Chibs, his hand unconsciously moving toward the SOG Seal Pup Knife on his belt, as if for reassurance to him self, that someday he would.

"You know what Chibs, I have to say, if I were in your position, I'd do the same thing." said Ducky. During his time as a Doctor in Scotland , he had performed many an autopsy on unfortunate souls who had been given the Glasgow Smile. Chibs in his eyes either had extremely great luck, or he had an angel by his side, to have survived.

"Thanks Ducky."

Authors note: Yeah I know it wasn't all that great a story, but I tried the best I could. Tell what you guys think. Please r&r. Pretty please?