Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is so short wanted it to be cute and fun nothing to serious, but the next two will be much longer and will be put up within the next two days...Enjoy!


Tara was in shock, how could she not be after everything that happened. The doctor was running more tests, making sure there was no brain damage or internal bleeding. Tara kept complaining, all she wanted to do was go home and sleep in her own bed, at least, that is what she kept saying. When she realized that she was going to be out of commission for a few days she began to worry about her patients and the hospital. That was one of the things I found amazing about her, she put everyone before herself. The doctor taking care of her kept reassuring her that even if she was out of here she wasn't going back to work for at least a week.

I hadn't been back to the clubhouse to tell anyone that she was awake, but gossip spreads in this town faster than a herpes outbreak…I knew Gemma would be here soon.

I was trying to keep conversation light and upbeat. We were watching stupid daytime television, laughing at the horrible acting when the prospect nearly fell through the door carrying a huge gift basket followed by Gemma and Opie. I still hadn't told Tara everything and was hoping that neither of them would spill the beans.

"What is this?" I ask turning off the tv.

"Oh you know just a little get well gift from everyone," Gemma says before kissing me hello and then doing the same to Tara. "How you feelin hon?"

"Like I got the shit kicked out of me, but they say I'll live. What's in the basket?" she asked picking through it.

"Just some things you might want around you, pjs, toothbrush, magazines, chocolate and a few things that the guys threw in."

Tara nodded while Gemma rattled off her list of items. Tara laughed as she pulled out a thermometer. Opie gets the joke, mom has no idea about it. No one ever told her cause she would probably have a shit fit.

"yeah I have no idea Clay and Tig put that in and said enjoy playing doctor," she said shaking her head.

Tara and I look at each other and both our minds flash back to one night in high school.

Tara was taking an anatomy class, she said that it would help her get ready to take the classes to be a doctor. She always wanted to be a doctor ever since her mom died. She had a test coming up and she needed to study. We were at the garage because mom wouldn't let us be in the house alone anymore, she said it was because she didn't want to be a grandma until I had at least graduated from high school. I had convinced her to play a game while she studied. I would quiz her and for every right answer I would take off a piece of clothing, for every wrong answer she would take off a piece of clothing. Seemed like a win-win situation to me. An hour into the game I was almost completely out of clothes and she had only gotten two wrong taking off her socks. I needed to make it a more even playing field, so we started taking shots. After a few shots Tara started to get some of the answers wrong, finally. It probably also didn't help her that the more clothes she lost the closer I would sit to her trying to distract her with my hands, lips, tongue. I had to do anything I could to distract her. I had her exactly where I wanted her, in her bra and panties sitting on the redwood table in our chapel, I wasn't wearing quite as much as she was. We were pretty into the moment in front of us so much so that we didn't hear the rumble of bikes coming up the driveway or the chatter of conversation as they made their way into the garage. Half the group went to get drinks, while Clay, Tig and Piney were making the way into the chapel to discuss business. They got a little more than they bargained for when they opened the door. Clay was the first one to say anything. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I was absolutely speechless. I knew I shouldn't have been doing this in here, but it wasn't like I was the first. I was just probably the first one to get caught by their stepfather. "Playing doctor" came from a small voice underneath me. Clay shook his head before shutting the door and yelling "hurry up". I knew that I was going to get hell for it so I might as well make it worth it and finish. Tara was not embarrassed at all until the next day when she realized what had actually happened. By then I had already talked to the guys about not giving her shit for it, it was all my idea and she was pretty drunk and she was threatening never to come to the club again if anyone said anything. So I got put on bitch duty for a week following everyone around and doing any errand they needed me to do and no one ever said anything to Tara, but I knew they hadn't forgotten, and apparently today was the day they wanted to remind us of that night. It was nice to see Tara smiling and laughing, it was as if none of this had happened.