AN: Hi my lovelies! I'm off for the next three nights, so I hope to get some serious writing done.

Chibs sat across from Lizzie eating lunch, he thought about their conversation about her attack. She had never mentioned anything about being in a relationship with anyone. He was jealous of the Sam, and a police officer, what the hell was she thinking. He started at her, picking at her lunch. "Are you still dating him?"

"Who?"

"Sam...the cop."

She put her fork down and looked at him. "No."

"What happened?" He was staring at her, looking for some signs of heartbreak.

"It just didn't work out." She looked away, from him. He put his hand on her check, bringing her face back up, making her eyes meet his.

"Did you love him?"

"No. We only dated for six months."

"Did you break up, to come home?" She closed her eyes, letting tears fall down her checks.

"He broke up with me three days after...I left to come home after I was released from the doctor's care."

"What a fucking ass!" She smiled at him, as he wiped away her tears.

"I'm sorry, you didn't come over for this." He grabbed her hand, bringing it to his lips.

"I care about you Lizzie..." His ringing cell phone stopped what he was going to say next. He got up from the table, leaving the room to answer it. So continued to pick at her lunch, eating a little more. Chibs came back into the kitchen. "I've got to go. Can I take you out tonight?"

"Sure." He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers, before quickly leaving the house.

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She cleaned the kitchen up from their lunch, thinking about Chibs. She really liked him but didn't want to get her hopes up, why would he really have any interest in her. She might as well put that thought out of her head. She walked out of the kitchen, sitting down on the couch, she was bored and needed something to do. She laid down on the couch, closing her eyes all she could see was his warm brown eyes, dark hair with traces a silver, and smile. She dreamed of his kisses, and his hands touching her. She sat up, at the constant ringing of the doorbell.

She stumbled from the couch, to the door, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she pulled the door open, Jax was standing at her door. He was looking disheveled. "Lizzie, we need your help at the clubhouse."

"Let me get my bag." She went to her bedroom, pulling her hair up, grabbing her medical bag, she slipped into a pair of shoes. She went back into the livingroom where Jax was waiting for her. "I'll follow you in my truck."

He grabbed her arm. "Ride with me, it will be faster!" He took her bag, while she set the alarm and locked the house up. She pulled her hair down, so she could put the helmet down he handed her. She slipped on the back of his bike, wrapping her arms around him. He flew through the streets of Charming, she tightened her grip around his waist. He pulled into TM's lot, parking at the clubhouse doors, he helped her off the bike. She pulled off the helmet, pulled her hair into a messy bun, he handed her the medical back. She headed into the clubhouse, while he parked his bike.

Clay grabbed her arm as soon as she walked into the clubhouse. "Lizzie baby, it's Tig he's been shot?"

"How bad?"

"He's in the chapel."

She took a deep breathe, and walked towards the doors. She thought of all the times, her big brother had been there for her, now it was her turn. She opened the doors, Tig was laying on the table, Chibs was standing over him doing what he could. "What do we have?"

"He's got a pretty deep slug in the shoulder. Lizzie, I can do this..."

"I'm fine!" She opened her medical bag, pulling out what she needed. She called for Jax to go get a couple of prescriptions filled, she got to work removing the slug from her brother's shoulder. Chibs stayed in to assist her, she could feel is warm breathe om her neck. She had her brother patched up in ninety minutes, she had Opie and Happy carry him to his dorm room. Giving Gemma instructions on medication, she cleaned up her supplies, and the mess on the table.

Looking down she saw she was a mess, she was going to steal one of Alex's t-shirts. She was heading back to his dorm room, when a door opened and she was grabbed and pulled inside. She let out a squeal of surprise, Chibs arms were around her. She pushed him away. "I'm a mess!"

He pulled a shirt out of his drawers, pulling her ruined shirt off of her, he started to put the clean shirt on her until he saw the blood had gone through. He pulled her into his bathroom, taking a washcloth he washed away the soaked through blood. She closed her eyes as his hands were on her body, trying to focus, he took a towel drying her off. She was having trouble breathing, his lips, came down to meet hers.

He picked her up, holding her against him, she wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him. He sat her on the bathroom counter, his hands caressing her face. "You're so damn beautiful!" He started kissing her again, she didn't want him to stop. He broke off the kiss walking away from her, leaving her sitting on the bathrrom counter, she heard his dorm room open and close.

What the hell? She couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong with her. Then she realized it must be her family history coming back to haunt her. She slid off the counter and walked back into the bedroom, picking up the t-shirt off the bed, she went to check on her brother. She wandered out into the main room of the clubhouse, finding a Croweater wrapped around Chibs, she walked to the bar, grabbed a bottle of tequila and went to the roof, she didn't have to work until tomorrow night.

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Chibs didn't miss the look of hurt in her eyes, when she saw the Croweater wrapped around him. She walked to the bar, grabbed a bottle of tequila and walked out. He felt like a complete ass, he promised Tig, he'd never intentionally hurt her, and twenty-four hours later he was. He pushed the Croweater away from him, and walked out of the clubhouse looking for Lizzie. He knew she couldn't go far, she didn't have her truck.

He climbed the ladder to the roof, looking around he didn't see her, he scanned the neighborhood looking for her. Letting out a curse when he didn't see her, he went left the roof, and into the clubhouse to see if Jax and Opie could give him a hint to where she was hiding.

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She had hidden in the corner, between the wall and the air duct, she was small enough she could curl up and be missed. She only drank a fourth of the bottle of tequila, not enough to get drunk, just to wash away the hurt. She'd seen Chibs climb the roof looking for her, she didn't want to see him, or talk to him, so she just stayed hidden. She closed her eyes, just trying to forget the kisses she had shared with him.

She needed to get over it, she was taking the tequila back down to the bar, checking on her brother, them finding someone sober enough to take her home. Filip Telford could go fuck every damn Croweater he wanted, she wasn't going to waste another single breathe on him or tear. She picked up the bottle, climbed down the ladder, and entered the near empty clubhouse, she put the bottle back on the bar, checked on Tig. He was doing fine, she walked back out to the mainroom, running into Clay.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"On the roof, not my fault the damn Scot didn't see me! Will you please take me home?"

"The whole damn club is looking for you!"

"I'm right here! They can stop looking! I'll just call a cab!" She pulled out her phone, dialed a number to a cab company, before Clay could say anything else.. She walked outside, done with macho shit for the night. She walked out to the street, praying the cab would get there before anyone from the club did. She watched the motorcycles pull in as the cab pulled away from the curb.

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Clay was outside waiting when the club got back. "She was up on the roof the whole time. Not sure what's pissed her off, but she took a cab home." While the rest of the men got off their bikes, Chibs took off out of the parking lot towards Lizzie's house. He hoped when he got to her house, she'd let him inside. He pulled into her drive, the lights were off, but he could see the lights of the TV on. He quietly knocked on the door waiting for her to answer.

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She heard him ride into her drive, she was going to lay on the couch, watch TV, and ignore the man. She heard him knocking on the door, she pulled the blanket over her. She heard his knock become more intense, she continued to ignore him. When he started leaning on the doorbell incisively , is when she got up and jerked the door open.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"I've come to check on you."

"Why the fuck do you even care?"

"Lizzie?" He cupped her face, she pulled away from him. "I care about you!"

"Go back to your Croweater!" She pushed him out the door, slamming it in his face, locking it, and sitting the alarm. She curled back up on the couch, waiting to hear his motorcycle ride away. When she didn't hear it, she turned off the alarm, and yanked open the door, he turned to look at her. "What the hell are you still doing here?"

"For this!" He grabbed her, pulling her into his arms, crushing his lips to hers. She was pushing against him, trying to break away from the kiss. His hold tightened on her. "Stop fighting me." He growled. Going back to kissing her, his tongue slipping into her mouth, she melted into his arms. He lifted her off her feet, holding her against him, he carried her into the house, kicking the door shut, he didn't break the kiss.

Laying her down on the couch, he laid down on top of her, his lips still on hers. "My beautiful Lizzie, I can't get you out of my mind or heart. Please tell me I didn't mess up."

His eyes were pleading with her, she cupped his face, brushing the hair out of his face. "Filip...I can't take any more heartbreak."

"I promise not to break your heart." He lowered his lips to her.

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They fell asleep on the couch watching TV, she woke up pressed against him, his arm was around her waist. She reached for her phone on the coffee table, seeing it was two am, she eased herself from his arms, going into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, she took a drink of the water, closing her eyes. She felt his arms go around her waist, bringing her against him.

"Why are you awake?" He whispered in her ear.

"I don't sleep well." He turned her around, his hands entwined in her hair.

He was looking at her with concern. "Tell me what troubles you."

She smiled at him, placing her hand on the side of his face. "I've never slept well." She didn't want to tell him that most of her life she'd been plagued with nightmares, especially in the last three months. This was the first time that she hadn't had a night mare, that she had just woken up. He kissed her again, holding her close to him.

"Come on, let's go lay down." He pulled her to him, kissing her.

"Filip..." She wasn't ready to move this fast with him, she wanted to take it slow.

He looked at her, seeing the conflict in her eyes. "What is it love?"

"Nothing, never mind." She let him pull her to the bedroom, she pulled the blankets down on the bed and climbed in. She watched him, strip down to his boxers, and crawl in next to her. He pulled her next to him, holding her in his arms, she felt safe in his arms.

She was walking out to her truck, after her shift. She was grabbed from behind, her arms pinned behind her back. Her body was thrown against the truck, pain shot through her head. She was jerked up off the ground, and punched in the face. She heard her mother laugh, her head was jerked back. She heard her dad, laughing in her ear, she felt the knife slicing her. She felt the blood dripping down her side, she felt weak.

She heard gunshots and watched Judy and Allen drop in front of her, she looked up and saw Filip standing in front of her. "You're pathetic!"

She sat up screaming, gasping for air, and bathed in sweat she raised her tank top, looking at her wound. The door flew open, Chibs was at her side, he pulled her to him. "Lizzie love?"

She collapsed in his arms crying and shaking. "Please just hold me Filip." He leaned back in the bed, holding her against his chest. She was still shaking in his arms a hour later, he kissed the top of her head.

"I've got you Lizzie, I won't let anything hurt you."