He was still happy about what had happened, she was his. It was now late at night, near the red house down by the streams, organizing away to get in there and find Ryan. It was weird, for him, he realized. He was a biker, in a club. There was no way he should trust her the way he did. But something about her got to him. He had noticed days ago, if you could look very, very closely, you could see a scar on her neck. One that no one probably should have lived from, and one that she had tried to hide. He'd not wanted to ask about it, something's were still unmarked territory for them to cover.
Jax and Opie were with them, as was Tig, Prospect and Happy. They were more than happy to make some noise. "Riley girl, what's the plan?" Tig asked. He was starting to like her sarcastic nature, and the fact she was a bit tougher than a couple of the old ladies. You just didn't get that in a girl anymore.
"Well… it's a simple one. Get in there, get Ryan, get out and make a boom." Riley answered. "Though I know the job itself won't be as simple as that."
"We'll cause a distraction. Make them come out. They'll either drag Ryan or they'll leave him in there." Opie said. "He's beaten pretty badly so, he's not going to be moving well on his own."
"What's the distraction?" Half-sack asked.
"Shooting of course." Happy grinned.
Positioning themselves around the house every few feet, they started to fire at the house. Riley and Chibs were by one exit and Jax was with Opie by the other. As they came running out, guns drawn, Riley noticed Ryan being dragged by one of the guys. Not thinking, she tackled the guy that held Ryan to the ground. Placing the barrel of the gun to his head, she barely looked behind her. "Ryan?" She asked in a shaky voice. "Is that you, Ryan?"
"Yea, Riley kid, it's me. We need to go, there's going to be a gun war." He growled. Weakly, he tried to pull her as Chibs came running there way.
"Darby's guys are against the truck, I guess with the exception of one." He smiled down at Riley, who was sitting on top of the guy that had tried to drag her brother off. "How ya doin boy-o?"
"Shit, Riley, what's going on?" He asked, again weakly pulling at Riley to get her away from the mess. "Look, We don't want trouble." Ryan started.
"Ryan, I'm with him. Most of the Son's came to help." She grinned at her brother, watching him go pale. "It's fine. I know you were a prospect for them, that Cam was sponsoring you. It's fine."
Ryan dropped to his knees beside Riley. "You came with him. You came with all the son's?" He was still pale. "Do you mind getting this dirt bag away from my sister, please?" He looked pleadingly at Chibs. As Riley stood, Chibs kissed her cheek then grabbed the guy from the ground. "Why did he kiss your cheek? You'd better not be a son's old lady." Ryan warned, though still pale.
"Lets get you back with the rest of the guys." Riley smiled softly, though her insides we so jumpy. She finally had her family back. She was blinking back tears as she pulled him towards Jax.
"Jax?"
"Hey Ryan. Good to see you again." Jax hugged Ryan like an old friend, while Riley stepped back. Turning back to Tig, he looked around. "Who's got the remote?"
"He's not using one." Tig mumbled. He was looking over Ryan, as if trying to figure out who he really was. "That can't be Ryan. Man, they really did have you." Tig said in awe. He looked over at Riley with the same awe struck look on his face, "I'm so sorry kid that I didn't believe you." shaking his head he looked down. "I'm sorry."
"It's good." Riley couldn't take the grin off her face if her life depended on it. Happy and Chibs ran back to the group and waited for Opie behind a stack of logs. Opie came running out the door and ended up on his face during the explosion. "Opie!" Riley stood quickly to see how much damage to himself Ope had done, and from what she could see, it was only a few bruises and scratches. "You're nuts, has anyone ever told you that?" Riley asked conversationally as he got back to the rest of them.
They went to the van and got Ryan in the back of it. "Tara will look him over." Jax said looking at him. "He's going to need a lot of help to get through this."
"Well, he's got his family back. All of his family, Jax." Riley was looking over him too, Chibs was standing behind her with his hands on her waist, and her hands on his. "We just might be what saves him, Jax."
Jax looked over at her and smiled, he was happy that she was finally in a good place. She looked much healthier than when she had come to town just two weeks ago. He'd guessed Chibs was partially to thank for that. "I wouldn't advise telling him who's old lady you are." Jax laughed.
Slowly moving towards the back of the van, Ryan looked at the group standing in back. Prospect had helped him into the van and he must have lost consciousness. "Hey, we going to hang out here all night, or what?" Ryan gave a small smile.
"Opie, you drive, Tig your in shot gun." Jax said. Taking a deep breath he and prospect crawled in back.
"I'll see you in town Ry." Riley leaned in and gave her brother a firm hug.
"Uh… What are you doing?" He looked on confused as Riley crawled on to the back of the motorcycle with Chibs. "Jax?"
"Hey, man, your sister is of age to be with who she wants. And it seems her and Chibs are pretty good for each other." Jax had to fight the laughter. It had been the same when they were growing up, Ryan and Cameron were so protective of her, and the two guys, all they had wanted were cuts of their own. Cameron had gotten it and Ryan had been a prospect around the time he and Opie were. They were looking forward to being patched in together. Jax and Opie looked out for Riley if Cam and Ryan couldn't be there, but for the most part, Riley and Ryan were inseparable.
"Chibs though? Why not you or Ope or even Happy?" he asked as Happy led the way on his motorcycle. Jax shut the doors and nodded at Ope to get moving. "Anyone but the Scottish. She doesn't know much about him, does she?" He looked seriously at Jax and Prospect.
"That's on them, man. Just let it play out. We'll see how it goes. And if it goes bad, you can't get involved. I'd really hate to see and Irish sibling fight." Jax said earnestly.
On the motorcycle behind the van, Riley clung to Chibs' waist. She was still smiling and there were tears being blown from her eyes. It may have been an eventful day for her, but it was one she wouldn't change. She had the guy she was falling for, her brother, and her friends. It was going to kill her to tell her final secret though. One Chibs may never forgive her for though. She wouldn't think about that just yet though, why ruin a good day with bad thoughts.
They made it to the club house, Tara was there waiting for them. Hugging Riley, she went to the back of the van. When the door opened, she seen a ghost of the man who'd once helped Jax and Opie beat up the guy that always stole her lunch money in elementary school. "Ryan." She smiled and threw her arms around his neck. "It's good to see you. Now to make you healthy." She laughed.
Putting her arm around his waist she pulled him into the clubhouse. He could recuperate there, Jax' word was all she needed, if he wouldn't be alright there, she would have taken him to her dad's house to heal.
"Tara, you need to keep Riley away from Chibs." Ryan mumbled. "She doesn't know about the connection to the IRA. I don't want her involved, please?" He begged as she sat him in one of the rooms on the bed.
Pushing his legs on the bed, and checking all his breaks, she was a loss for words. "I don't know what to say, honestly. I couldn't take the happiness she's found in him away. I don't think Chibs would ever let her get hurt. You can see it in the way he looks at her." Patching up his leg, she noticed something. "What-"
"Broken leg, I wasn't ever given and medical care." Ryan grimaced. Tara couldn't only shake her head cause she knew.
"Either I take you to the hospital, or one of the guys will have to do it." Tara said, and he knew exactly what she meant. His leg would have to be rebroke, so she could set it right. "I'm sorry Ryan.
"Get Happy and Jax to do it." was all he said.
At the bar in the club house Riley stood, leaning slightly against Chibs, when Tara came out. "It's not great, but it could be even worse. He's going to be in a lot of pain."
"What do you mean? He's not hurting too bad right now?" Half-sack asked.
"No. But Happy, Jax, would you be will to break his leg so I can it right again?" Tara looked warily at the two men in question.
"We can, but…" Jax trailed off looking at Riley and Happy both.
"Is he in any danger from not having it reset?" Riley asked. "Ryan's been through enough for a while."
"The quicker we get his leg reset, the quicker he'll be able to give you shit and be the annoying brother you know and love." Tara laughed weakly. Riley could only smile.
"Then I guess, if Happy and Jax are willing," Riley started looking at the two men, both of whom nodded, "Then I guess I'll go in there and hold on to him." She looked at Tara questioningly, hoping it would be alright. When Tara nodded, Happy followed Tara, with Jax and Riley in the back, quickly Riley grabbed a bottle of whiskey, for the pain her brother was about to be in.
It only took a couple minute to break Ryan's leg, but the screaming continued on for ten minutes. It took that long for the whiskey to kick in and only dull the pain.
Stepping out side the room, Riley leaned against the wall. She knew she was in trouble, and watching these men who had helped her brother, she wasn't sure what to do. How could she even consider harming these guys, one of them being the man she was falling in love with.
Knowing what she had to do, she took off, out the back exit so she wouldn't be missed, at least for a few minutes. They would think she'd run to the bathroom to get sick or something after watching her brother go through more pain. About a block away she flagged a taxi, who knew that po-dunk nowhere had taxi's at nine thirty at night.
"Where ya headed Miz?" the driver asked in a bored tone.
"LAX Airport."
