Over the next few months there was no contact from Jameson. He hadn't called her work phone again. Lettie kept her gun close by though, she wasn't going to let her guard down. She knew it was going to be a matter of time before he found her again.

It was late one evening when Lettie's phone started blaring. She had been off that day and had the next day off as well since she had been requested for a possible raid that afternoon by Stockton PD. When she looked at her phone she saw it was Gemma calling her.

It had been an interesting few months, mostly because Gemma had flattened some girls face with a skateboard. When Gemma explained why that was the first day she was really introduced to what Samcro was. It didn't change her opinion of the people she had grown to love. She knew that they weren't saints but they were good people.

"Yes Gemma?" Lettie asked answering the phone.

"Club needs some experienced hands right now. We know we can trust you and really need the help. Can you bring your medic bag with you? Gemma asked quietly.

"Sure Gemma. I don't need details I want to have deniability." Lettie sighed into the phone.

"Of course baby girl. Thank you." Gemma thanked as she hung up.

Lettie got dressed in a pair of her duty pants and a black t shirt assuming it would be bloody when she got there. She braided her long blonde hair and put her boots on before grabbing her bag from the closet and heading out of her home to go to Teller-Morrow.

When she pulled in she went to the club house. She saw the guys sitting around looking tense. Gemma called to her the moment she saw her. She took her into the Chapel where Chibs was working on a man who's buttocks had an obvious gunshot wound.

"Jesus Christ." Lettie groaned when she walked in. "I don't want to know shit. Just let me help you get that bleeding stopped. I can see from here that he needs a doctor Gemma."

"I'll see if Jax can't get Tara here." Gemma said leaving the Chapel.

"I'm going to start and IV on you sugar, give you some fluids." Lettie said to the man as she geared into what she called "her zone" when she worked with stuff like this. About thirty minutes later she emerged from the Chapel and told Clay she had done all she could do. She knew without some form of Doctor care the man would probably die of sepsis.

She sat down at the bar and asked the prospect for a water. It had happened more and more over the last few months. She had been trusted more and had gotten more glimpses of the real MC life that they hid so well from her.

A few hours later found Lettie helping Gemma prepare for guests. Apparently a lot of guys from surrounding Charters were coming in. Someone had tried killing Clay and there was business to take care of.

"Thanks for your help sweetie." Gemma smiled over at the small girl helping make food in the kitchen.

"Not a problem Gemma. Just only give me enough information to help me but leave out enough so I can deny any knowledge if I'm questioned." Lettie replied with a small smiled.

She was a smart girl, Gemma thought to herself. She would make a good old lady, but Gemma knew it would take a special Son to be able to handle Lettie. She had seen the way her and Happy were towards each other each time he had been in Charming recently. Gemma snorted at the thought of Lettie and Happy together, that would be quite the pair.

Once they had finished making food it was about 6 am the next morning and the guys were slowly trickling in. Lettie sighed as she made her way out into the main room and joined Gemma by the bar with a cup of coffee. She had continued to check on the wound through the night waiting on Jax to get there with Tara.

"I need to get some sleep." She yawned looking at Gemma.

"Let me clean up mine and Clays dorm. You can get some sleep in there." Gemma said with a small smile.

"Thanks." Lettie smiled as she followed Gemma.

Lettie groaned at the sound of her work phone going off. She rolled off the bed in Clay and Gemma's dorm and tried finding the offending electronic. It took her a minute but she located her phone under the bed. Answering it quickly once she had it in her hand.

"Bennett be at HQ in and hour. We're rolling out." Came her captains voice.

"Will do captain. See you soon." She replied before closing the phone.

She changed into fresh tactical pants and a black tank and her boots from her bag before heading out to the main area of the club room. When she walked out she realized it was probably around four in the afternoon and the place was filled. She quickly spotted Clay at the bar and made her way to him. Surrounding him was Jax, Tig, and Happy.

"Hey sleepy head." Clay grinned as she approached the group.

"Hey Clay. I'm headed to Stockton, teams headed out soon." She said looking at him.

"I'll let Gem know. I want a tail on you though, things are crazy right now. Happy you mind going with her?" Clay asked looking over at the tall stoic man.

"Nah I can go." Happy replied looking down at the small woman.

"Thanks Clay. Want me to call when we head back in?" Lettie asked looking at the older man.

"Yeah, to be safe. I'll send Tig or Hap after you later." Clay replied before Lettie gave them all a smile before walking off with Happy close behind.

Happy followed her to her car and she got in and pulled out to make her way to Stockton. Happy was about a car length behind her, and she knew he would stay that way the whole trip.

When she finally pulled into the parking lot Happy parked his bike next to her car cutting it off. He got off and removed his helmet waiting on her to get out. When she did she looked up at him with a confused look on her face.

"What?" She inquired looking at the man who always made her feel nervous.

"What are you walking into little girl?" He asked crossing his arms and stared straight at her.

"It's a bust. Not my first rodeo Happy." She smiled looking at him.

Apparently that was a good enough of an answer because he got back on his bike and rode off after that.

It was almost seven and it was almost time to go through with the bust. Lettie was fully geared up and ready to go in with the men that was her team. She was one of few women in this department but she was well respected.

Lettie sat back in her seat of the armored vehicle she was riding in. In less than ten minutes she would be leaving its safety to go in the residence that was their target. She calmed herself as she prayed everything would go smoothly. Once they were given the orders they were exiting the vehicle. She was in the middle with the other medic, as she followed the men in front of her. She kept her rifle ready to shoot if needed.

They made their way inside and cleared the first room. They cleared several rooms without issue. It was when they got to the basement that Lettie felt something come in contact with her face. She turned to the direction she was hit and saw a tweaker with the piece of wood she had been smacked with.

In less than a minute the men on her team had him on the ground and cuffed. Lettie was thankful for her helmet which took the brunt of the hit. Her jaw hurt something fierce though. Once they were done with the mission they all loaded back up.

"You good Bennett?" Her captain asked her noticing a nasty bruise on her jaw.

"Yeah, I'm good." She replied taking her phone out to call Clay.

Back at her car Lettie saw Happy leaning against his bike smoking a cigarette. What ever was going on, Clay wasn't taking chances. It was close to ten now and all Lettie wanted to do was go home. Her head ached and her jaw was throbbing. She needed pain killers and her bed. When she approached her car she saw Happy's eyes go to her jaw.

"What happened?" Happy asked tense looking at her.

"Junkie got in a lucky shot." She grumbled touching her sore jaw.

"You need to be careful. Let's go." He said gruffly as Lettie got into her car.

Once Lettie finally made it home she parked her car in the driveway. Happy pulled in behind her cutting his bike off. He got off and was at her door before she could even open it.

"Thanks Hap." She yawned as she closed her car door.

"You need to ice your jaw, that's a nasty bruise." He said as he looked at her.

"I know. I'll let Clay know I'm home safe." She smiled as she walked up to her front door.

Happy got back on his bike and made his way back to the clubhouse. He felt something start to burn in him when he saw the bruise on Lettie's cheek. She had a close call tonight and he didn't enjoy how that thought made him feel. Yet again the small blonde woman was invading his mind and he had no idea what to do about it.