"Juice, I feel so bad for Jax and for that poor little boy. That Wendy bitch really fucked up. Like who does drugs when they're pregnant?" I said as I looked over at him.

"I don't know," he said. Tears welled in my eyes; Juice put his arm around me pulling me close.

"It's going to be ok," he murmured. I inhaled his scent; he had this musky Old Spice type scent on him. That scent drove me wild.

The hallway was filled with SAMCRO in front of Wendy's hospital room. Tara, Jax's ex and a doctor was talking to Jax. Gemma was standing behind Jax listening in. Jax's face fell as Tara talked.

All of a sudden Gemma went with Tara (to see Abel no doubt) and Jax stomped off.

"Back him up," Clay yelled to Bobby and Chibs. They followed him out. Oh no, Jax was pissed; someone was going to get his shit kicked in.

The rest of us followed Clay out. I walked over to my Impala, hopped in and went back to Jax's place. Pulling up I saw a black Charger sitting in the driveway. Curious I got out and walked up to the house. I opened the door, no forced entry.

"Hello," I yelled out. Looking over I couldn't believe my eyes. It was Darrin.

"Ashlee," he said. He looked the same as the last time I saw him which was two weeks ago when I threw his ass out, except for a little scruffy in the beard area. Same scruffed up short light brown hair, same beautiful blue eyes, same 6ft height, same over-muscular body, and same style which consisted today of a long sleeve rolled up white and blue plaid button up, unbuttoned three buttons down just enough to show his white undershirt, a black leather belt, and dark blue denim jeans followed by black leather dress shoes. As usual looking "jock-y" and unbelievably hot. I gulped and crossed my arms.

"What the FUCK are you doing here Darrin and why the FUCK are you doing in MY house!" I yelled.

"Ashlee I'm here because I still love you and I got into the house with the spare key that was hidden under the mat," he said as he got up from the couch. I still love you, really? It was all bullshit. If he really loved me he would have never slept with my friend on my birthday on MY bed.

"You still love me? You've got to be kidding me?" I said furiously.

He walked towards me. I backed away. "Don't come near me you ASSHOLE!" I said.

"Ashlee I love you so much and what I did was wrong I know that now. I never should have done it. I-I'm sorry," he pleaded giving me his puppy-dog 'oh pitiful me' eyes. I rolled my eyes. "Just get out Darrin. I don't care how much you 'love' me, I lost my love for you a long time ago," I said as I air quoted with my fingers the love part.

"Please Ashlee, forgive me," he pleaded.

"Did you not hear me two seconds ago you fucker," I said then I opened the door. "GET THE FUCK OUT!" I screamed as my body shook. My blood-boiled and eyes threatened tears, but no I would not let him see me cry. He stopped and looked at me for a second then said, "Fine," and exited. He stopped outside the door and turned around; I slammed it shut and slid to the floor bursting in tears.

"FINE BE THAT WAY BITCH!" he yelled. I could hear him slam his car door shut, start the car, and speed off fast squealing the tires on his Charger. Why did he have to do this? Why did he have to come here? I slammed my fist down onto the floor.

I sat there for what it seemed to be like hours then I heard the sound of a motorcycle rumble into the driveway. Who was here? Jax? I got up and opened the door, walking up was Sack. He smiled then frowned when he saw me.

"What's wrong," he said as he got closer to me.

"My ex," I said as he got closer.

"The fucker ex?" he asked. I nodded and he pulled me into a hug.

"Its okay Ash," he said trying to comfort me. We stood there for a second as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"So what are you doing here?" I asked pulling away from the hug.

"Oh yeah," he said. "I'm here to tell you to come by TM tonight, Gemma's orders."

I scrunched my eyes. "You couldn't have just texted that to me?" I asked.

"You didn't answer your phone so I just decided to drive by," he said.

"Oh yeah, I just realized I left my phone in my car, that explains it," I said laughing at myself.

"Good job," he said laughing at me.

"Well then let's head over there then," I said patting Sack on his shoulder.

We both headed to our own vehicles and headed off; I sped in front of him, teasing. He laughed and honked his horn speeding up.

As we pulled into the lot I saw all the bikes were there; they were probably in a meeting right now.

When I got out of my car I ran over to Sack and bumped him playfully on the arm.

"So they in a meet right now?" I asked. He laughed.

"Yeah, I gotta get some drinks ready for when they're done," he said as we walked up to the clubhouse.

"Piggy-back ride!" I yelled as I jumped on his back. He caught me and held my legs. He laughed then sped off with me on his back into the clubhouse. I laughed as he dropped me on the couch.

"That was fun," I said as I smiled at him. He walked over to the bar and started pulling out drinks. The clubhouse had this really bad, deathly smell in it. It was probably because of at the shit they have in the dorms in the back, most likely from Tig's room.

"So what does the princess want tonight?" Sack asked as he leaned on the bar.

"Hmm," I said as I got up and ran over. "I'm not sure, you tell me?" I said as I leaned on the bar. Our faces were inches apart. I moved closer about to kiss him when the doors opened and the guys walked out from church. I shot away from Sack fast and sat down on a stool. Sack shot back and had some beers at the ready as Clay and Bobby walked over.

"Hey," Clay and Bobby said to me.

"Hey guys," I replied with a smile. I looked over and saw that bald guy from earlier over by the pool table talking with Tig and Chibs. I strutted over, he looked me over. I flashed him a smile as I walked up.

"Hey boys," I said looking from him to Chibs to Tig.

"Hey doll," Tig said.

"Ay lass," Chibs said.

"Hey," the bald guy said. He had a very husky voice.

"So who are you?" I asked pointedly to him.

"They call me Happy," he said as leaned back in the chair he was sitting in. I giggled; he sure didn't look happy.

"You find somethin' funny hun?" he asked.

I giggled. "Nothing," I lied.

"The lass is makin'fun of ya," Chibs said as he patted Happy's shoulder.

Before he could reply Clay yelled out, "What is that smell?"

Everyone looked around and murmurs of "I don't know" went around. Then Tig looked underneath the pool table.

"I think it might me this," Tig said as he pulled out the box.

Sack ran over. "I was going to make it a surprise," he said.

"What's in there?" Clay asked. Sack pulled out the deer head from the box. "I was thinking we could mount it and put in on the wall, like over there," he said as he smiled like an idiot. The darn thing was gross.

"You're supposed to stuff it you idiot," Jax said. Everyone laughed.

"With what?" Sack asked. Everyone laughed even harder as Sack looked around oblivious.

"Just get that thing outta here," Clay said disgusted with the sight in front of him.

Thirty minutes later I found myself out by the ring cheering on Tig and Happy in a fight.

"COME ON KICK HIS ASS!" I yelled as they fought. Happy looked fine as hell without his shirt on. He had tats everywhere and a much defined, very muscular bod. I looked around; Clay was talking to Bobby, Jax was sitting down watching the fight while pitching into Clay's conversation, Chibs and Juice were watching the fight, and Sack was running around getting beers and taking orders. Random sweetbutts, croweaters, and club follower/wannabees hung around.

Clay yelled "Alright break this shit up."

I jumped into the ring with a towel and brought it over to Happy.

"Thanks," he said as he wiped of his sweat covered face.

"No problem," I said as I looked at him smiling sweetly.

"What no towel for me," Tig said as he put his arm around my shoulder.

"Nope," I said as I grinned.

"And why not?" he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and hopped outta the ring grinning like a dog.

The rest of the guys laughed and Tig stood there dumbfounded.

"Looks like you've just been snubbed Tig," Jax said, the rest of the guys laughed.

"Yeah yeah," Tig said as he grabbed a towel from Sack.

I was walking towards the clubhouse when a black Charger came speeding into the lot. Oh shit... it was Darrin. The guys stared at the Charger waiting to see who it was, but I knew so I walked towards the car as Darrin hopped out.

"Ashlee, don't go over there," Jax yelled as he walked over.

"No Jax this is my problem," I said. Jax looked at me, "Your problem?" he asked.

"Jax this is my ex-boyfriend Darrin," I said pointing to him.

"Oh," Jax said. Darrin stood there in silence waiting for Jax to leave.

Jax eyed Darrin and gave him the dirtiest look ever then looked to me. "You got this?" he asked. "Yeah I'll be fine," I said, and then Jax walked off joining the rest of the guys by the ring. Some of the guys eyed us with curiosity.

I turned to Darrin. "What the hell was that for?" I asked.

"I-I-I just love you soo much," he slurred as he touched my face. I slapped his hand away. I could smell the alcohol on his breath; he was drunk.

"Darrin just go. Go back to D.C. I don't want to fight you about this anymore," I said calmly.

"No I wanna be here... with you Ashlee. I love you," he said as he moved closer, I put my hands on his chest and pushed him back lightly. "Stop it Darrin," I said and I grew nervous.

Darrin just stood there for a second not saying anything when all of a sudden he pushed me against the car hard. "NO" he yelled. "YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU LITTLE BITCH, I DROVE HERE ALL THE WAY FROM DC FOR YOU! AND YOU ARE GOING TO HEAR ME OUT!" he yelled as he held my arms tightly against the car. "Ow-ouch Darrin you're hurting me," I said as tears formed in my eyes. I struggled against him. "I love you Ashlee I love you so much. This is what you do to me," he said as he gripped tighter on my arms. "STOP IT!" I yelled as I struggled against his hard grip.

I stood there struggling with my eyes closed until I didn't feel his grip on me anymore and I heard Juice yell "Get off her you piece of shit."

My eyes shot open and I saw Juice on top of Darrin punching him. The guys ran up and a circle formed around the battle in front of me. It wasn't much of a battle though; Darrin was getting his ass handed to him as Juice punched the living hell out of him.

"All right, all right, break this shit up!" Clay yelled. Jax pulled Juice off of Darrin. Juice spit on him.

"You piece of shit," he yelled.

Darrin rolled on his side and moaned in pain; his face was all bloody. Jax let Juice go and he stormed off into the clubhouse. Then Jax went down and whispered into Darrin's ear. His eyes shot open and he stumbled up, ran into his car, and drove off like a bat out of hell.

I stood there in shock of the scene that happened in front of me. I didn't know whether to cry or beat the shit out of someone, so I just stood there staring at the blood on the ground.

"Ash…ASH!" Jax yelled as he shook me out of my trance.

"Yeah," I mumbled, holding back tears.

"What was that?" he asked. I looked up and burst into tears. Jax brought me in for a hug.

"Let's go inside," he said as he steered me towards the clubhouse.

Walking in the clubhouse I saw Juice sitting at the bar guzzling some Jack, everyone else went back to what they were doing. Jax sat me down on the couch; I sunk in and stared ahead. I couldn't believe what just happened. I've never seen that side of Darrin before; yeah he was an asshole, but never enough to actually hurt me. Then Juice, he looked fucking furious. I looked up and stared at him for a moment; he still looked pissed even if he was drinking it away. I imagined him running his rough hands all over my body, kissing me.

"Ash….ASH…..ASHLEE!" Jax yelled as he shook me.

"WHAT!" I screamed as I shook out of my daydream.

"I thought I lost you for a moment there," Jax said.

"I-I'm fine," I stuttered looking down.

"Care to tell me what just went down out there?" he asked.

"It's a long story," I said.

"Well, I got time," he said as he leaned back in the couch.

I huffed. "Well it started like this…

About two years ago I met Darrin at a work conference in D.C.; he was confident, funny, and incredibly sexy. He was a journalist and I was a historian; we made a cute couple. We dated for awhile then he proposed to me three months back in May, we were to be married in October. Things went great for awhile and as far as I knew everything was perfect. Perfect job, perfect apartment, perfect fiancé, and then shit went downhill. It was my birthday, August 2nd, and I was excited. I had a party going at my apartment and literally everyone was there; we were drinking, boozing it up, and having one hell of a good time. I was just finished opening my gifts and was headed to my room to put the money and other gifts away, but what I found on the other side of my door blew me away. Darrin and my best friend Kate were having sex on MY bed. "You stupid SLUT!" I yelled as I stomped over and swung her off the bed by her hair. "HOW COULD YOU" "YOU WHORE""I TRUSTED YOU" I kept on repeating as I beat the shit out of her. Darrin sat there, drunk out of his mind staring at us. Guys from my work, Mike and Chris, pulled me off of her. "You're DEAD!" I screamed. Safe to say the party ended with that; everyone left including Darrin. Darrin and I shared the apartment, so all of his property was there. I tore through the house grabbing everything of his and threw it in the street, including all of his clothes and changed the locks so he couldn't get back in. After that night it was assumed that we were over, we were DONE, so I continued doing things as usual; wake up at 7a.m., go to work, get home, clean, go for a run, sleep, then repeat. Except for that's not what happened. The girl that slept with him, of whom I kicked the shit out of, Kate, was Kate Hill, John Hill's daughter. John Hill is a very powerful legislator and he was pissed. Seeing as how Kate was married when this happened John couldn't do anything…publically at least, like getting me fired. Instead he harassed and gave me shitty jobs until weeks later when I quit. Darrin was calling and texting me not stop ever since my birthday, but I ignored him. When I drove back to Charming I thought it was all over; I changed my number and wanted a new start away from my job and away from Darrin. Today Darrin showed up out of the blue at your house. He begged for forgiveness, but I wasn't going to give it to him. I told him to leave and he did, angry, but he left, so I thought that it was the end of it. Until, of course tonight.

I looked up at Jax as I finished my story; he looked back with pity in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Ash. So sorry this happened to you," he said as he pulled me into a hug.

"What a dick," he continued. I pulled back. "Yeah I know. I lived with him for two years, figure that one out," I said as I laughed. I sat back in the couch and looked at Juice.

"I'm gonna do something," I said to Jax as I got up and headed over to Juice.

"O-Okay," Jax said as he got up and headed over to this blonde croweater with big tits.

"Hey," I said as I sat in the stool by Juice. He looked over at me.

"Hey," he replied. Why was he being so cold I wondered?

"So I should thank you," I said as I poured myself a shot.

"You should," he said as he looked at me then looked back down at his drink.

"Ok why are you mad?" I asked.

"I'm not mad," he said.

I threw my hands in the air. "Well that really explains your coldness to me right now," I said sarcastically.

He sighed. "It…its just I hate to think that anything bad could happen to you and that….that scares me," he said as he looked me. I couldn't believe what he just said. Juice cared about me.

"Well stop being pissy about it. Get over it and let me thank you. You're….you're my hero, Juice," I said as I leaned into him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He reddened.

"Okay," he said with a cocky smirk on his face. "So thank me," he continued as he got up, winked at me and walked down the hall to his dorm. I raised my eyebrows and followed him.