A/N: I do not own Gilmore Girls or Sons of Anarchy.

A/N2: Happy Friday! I almost missed it!

Chapter 7

Clay and Gemma were sleeping peacefully in their 3000 square foot house when Clay's phone rang.

"Yeah," Clay said into the phone. "What! Ok, on our way." He turned to Gemma. "We gotta go, get Lorelei. Hurry!"

"What? Why?"

"Its Jax."

Jax & Rory

Rory stroked Jax's hair as they rode in the ambulance.

Jax was bleeding heavily and passed out half way there. Rory looked to the EMT.

"He's losing a lot of blood," the EMT said.

Rory brushed Jax's hair out of his face.

The ambulance stopped and the doors swung open. The EMTs pulled the stretcher out of the ambulance and Juice was at the door to help Rory out. The flurry of activity began again as Rory followed the stretcher into the hospital and watched as the doctors began working on Jax. One of the nurses walked over to Rory.

"Come with me honey."

"But, Jax..."

"They will take good care of him," the nurse said. "Come with me sweetie, lets get you cleaned up."

Rory let the nurse guide her while she kept watching Jax.

Another nurse handed the nurse with Rory a pair of scrubs for Rory to change into.

"Is anyone else with you sweetie?"

"I think so."

"Ok, lets check in the waiting room and we will get someone to help you change ok"

Rory nodded and walked with her, dazed, not sure of what was going on around her.

Jax & Rory

Gemma, Clay and Lorelei rushed into the waiting room right as the nurse brought Rory in. "Oh my God." Lorelei said running over to Rory and the nurse.

"Rory, are you hurt?" Lorelei said doing a quick glance over her blood covered daughter.

"Ma'am, she is unharmed, but a little dazed," the nurse said as Gemma came over. "She was with her boyfriend, he was the one who was injured."

"Oh, I'm his mother," Gemma said. "Is he alright?"

"They are doing everything they can for him," the nurse said. "A doctor will be out to give you an update in a few minutes. I'm just taking Rory to get cleaned up."

"I will help," Lorelei said still taking stock of Rory's appearance. Her arm and dress were covered with drying blood and she had a smear across her face with her mascara streaking down her cheeks.

The nurse led them into the nurse's lounge. "There is a shower she can use and some scrubs for her to wear, do you want me to stay?"

"No, I got it," Lorelei said. "What is your name?"

"Katie."

"Katie, thank you so much for taking care of her."

"You're welcome."

Lorelei watched as Katie walked out of the room and turned back to Rory.

"Rory, honey, look at me."

"Mom," Rory said before breaking down into tears.

"Rory, what happened?"

"I don't know."

"Tell me what you do know."

"We were dancing, then it just became chaotic, screaming, gunshots and then Jax was on top of me bleeding," Rory said. "He put himself between me and a gun, Mom, I do know that."

Lorelei leaned forward and hugged Rory. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Rory nodded and let Lorelei lead her to the shower.

Ten minutes later, Lorelei led Rory out of the nurse's lounge, her arm around Rory's shoulders.

Gemma went to Rory and Lorelei and hugged Rory. "I just heard what happened sweetheart, it will be alright."

"I don't even know what really happened, Gemma."

"Tristan, talk to Rory," Gemma said turning to the waiting room filled with bikes and police officers.

Tristan stood and walked over to Rory. He took her hand and led her down the hall way.

"Mary," Tristan started.

"What the hell was that, Tris?"

"The Sixers," he said hanging his head. "Jess was the gunman, I saw him and hollered. God, if I hadn't seen him, Ror."

"But you did," Rory said leaning against the wall. "That man is psychotic, I'm so sorry I brought this on you."

"This is not the worst thing we have been through in the past month even, Rory, Jax will be fine, its not his first gun shot."

"Don't tell me that."

"Sorry."

"Where is Jess?"

Tristan shook his head. "He got away, the guys are looking for him."

Rory stomped her foot and groaned.

"Let's go sit," Tristan said reaching to guide her.

Rory let Tristan guide her into the waiting room. Trina and Lyla pulled her into a hug and sat down on the couch with her. Trina kept her arm around Rory's shoulder and Lyla patted her knee.

Every time the door to the emergency room, all of them looked up expectantly. Clay put his arm around Gemma to keep her from jumping from her seat every time the door creaked. Rory stared at the floor.

She stood up abruptly. "It's been like an hour, did I miss an update?"

Everyone snapped out of their dazes, surprised at the sudden movement and commotion.

Opie stood to hug her. "We forgot to tell you, they took him into surgery to get the bullet out and sew up the wounds. That is all we know. Can I get you anything?"

"Coffee?"

Lorelei laughed. "I have to walk, I will go," she said standing.

"Not alone," Clay reminded them all.

Opie nodded and motioned for Chibs to follow.

Lyla reached for Rory's hand to pull her back down to the seat.

Rory sat down and started picking at the hem of her pink scrubs top. "What the hell am I wearing?"

"God, did you hit your head?" Gemma asked standing up and walking over to kneel down in front of her.

Rory shook her head. Gemma studied Rory's freshly washed face. She was pale and her eyes were dull. That could be explained by what she had gone through. It also could mean she had a concussion.

"I want them to check you out sweetheart," Gemma said her hands on Rory's cheeks.

Rory shook her head. "I'm alright."

"Indulge me baby, please."

Rory nodded and let Gemma help her stand up. She was a little dizzy.

"Juice, Tristan," Clay said gesturing for them to follow the women.

Gemma took Rory over to the counter. "My son is the man who was shot, this is his girlfriend, she was with him. I think she hit her head or something, she is so pale and seems to have lost some memory. Can you have someone check her out?"

The nurse at the desk nodded and and turned to another nurse. The second nurse, the same one who had brought her out to get changed, came around and guided Gemma and Rory to an exam room.

"I'm sorry," Katie said to Juice and Tristan. "We can't have so many people back here."

Gemma touched her arm. "Katie, right?"

She nodded.

"We are a little skittish, with the gun shot and all. It was intended for Rory, here, so you can understand our need to have a little protection close by."

Katie nodded. "Just keep out of the doctor's way. I will give the doctor a heads up."

"Thank you sweetheart," Gemma said going back to Rory's side.

Tristan and Juice stood at the foot of the bed, obviously on guard.

Jax & Rory

The door opened and Dr. Meyer walked in and stopped at the sight before her. Two Sons, the Queen of the Sons and a small, pale woman wearing pink nurses scrubs.

"Full house," she commented walking to the unoccupied side of the bed. "What's up?"

"I think maybe she hit her head in all of the commotion at Lake side earlier," Gemma said.

"Ok, let's start with the basics, name?"

"Lorelei Leigh Gilmore," Rory said.

"Age?"

"24."

"Height, weight?"

"5'9", 120," Rory supplied.

"Allergies, recent surgeries, last menstrual cycle."

"No, no and I can't remember."

Gemma eyed her.

"Its been a crazy week and the room is spinning."

"Birth control?" Dr. Meyer asked.

"Uh, yeah, Loestrin."

She nodded. She set the chart down and held the pen in front of Rory's face. "Follow the tip of my pen."

Jax & Rory

Gemma pushed Rory's wheelchair back to the waiting room, flanked by Juice and Tristan. Tristan held Rory's hand as they walked. They entered the waiting room just as a doctor came from the operating room. Gemma stopped short. Rory tried to stand up, but Tristan put his hand on her shoulder.

"The surgery went well, no complications, he is still in recovery," the doctor told them. "I will send a nurse to get you as soon as he is settled."

Rory slumped back in her seat and Gemma hugged Tristan. The guys all cheered and clapped each other's backs. Lyla and Trina hugged and went to push Rory's wheelchair closer to their seats and to Lorelei's seat.

"What's with the chair?" Lorelei asked Rory.

"She has a concussion," Gemma said sitting on the table behind Rory.

Lorelei touched Rory's cheek.

"I'm just tired," Rory said.

"But no sleeping for 12 hours," Gemma chided.

"I know," Rory tried to smile.

"Sac," Tristan said. "You have your cards?"

The prospect produced a pack of cards.

"Who wants to play rummy?" Tristan asked the guys in the waiting room.

Jax & Rory

Katie walked into the waiting room. She was surprised by the scene she found. The matriarch and patriarch of the seemingly rough and surly biker crowd were cuddled up in the corner, napping. The pregnant woman was resting on the couch, with her feet on the lap of one of the bikers who was vigilantly watching the doors. Two of the women were sleeping on another couch. The mohawked biker and Tristan were playing cards with Rory. The rest were sleeping or watching the doorways.

"Rory?" Katie said quietly. All of the conscious ones turned to look at her. She smiled. "Rory, Jax is awake and asking for you."

Rory started to stand and Tristan stopped her. "Wheelchair," he explained to Rory's confused look. "Juice, Opie, you are with us," Tristan said standing to push Rory's chair.

Katie led them through the hallways and to Jax's room. Opie and Juice took position on either side of the door. Katie opened the door and led Rory and Tristan into the room.

"Rory!" Jax said trying to sit up and wincing from the pain. "Why are you in a wheelchair?"

Rory shrugged. "I have a concussion," she turned to Tristan. "Can I stand for a moment if I promise to sit for the rest of my life?"

Tristan considered this and put the brakes on and helped her stand. Rory leaned over and kissed Jax. "I'm glad you are ok, we have all been so scared."

"Of course I'm ok, don't you worry, baby," Jax said smirking. "Now sit in your chair like a good little girl."

Rory playfully glared at him and sat back down.

"So?" Jax said to Tristan.

"We never found him, but the hospital is fully protected and Hale put out an APB in four counties for Jess and any member of the Sixers MC. I wish I had better news," Tristan said shaking his head.

"It's ok, bro," Jax said giving him the nod.

Tristan nodded and turned. He turned back and gave Rory a stern look. "Do not stand up, I will come and get you in a few minutes."

Rory put her hands up, "Ok."

They watched Tristan leave.

When the door closed, Jax reached up and touched Rory's cheek softly. She pressed her face into his hand, turned slightly and kissed his palm.

"I have been so worried about you," Jax said.

"I was fine."

"The last thing I remember is seeing you covered in blood," Jax paused as Rory took his hand in hers. "Now I realize it was my blood," he said smiling. "And everyone kept telling me you were fine, but why would they tell me you weren't. I didn't believe them until Tristan wheeled you in here. I fully expected Mom to come in here to tell me the worst." Jax dropped his head.

"You saved me Jax," Rory said looking down. "You threw yourself in front of a gun to protect me." She started caressing his hand, staring at it intently. "When you were on top of me, you were unconscious and all I could think was that I had finally found you and you were gone," Rory looked up to find his icy eyes burrowing into her. "I love you Jax."

"Come here," Jax said pulling her hand.

She got up slowly and crawled into the bed. Jax kissed her slowly, softly. "I love you too, Rory," he said tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Now lay down."

The door opened quickly. "Good try there, Mary, get up."

"Whoa, bro, she can lay here," Jax said.

"No, she has to stay awake for a few more hours," Tristan said helping her out of the bed. "Mom's awake and is waiting outside. I will take Rory and entertain her so Mom can visit you and you can get some rest."

"Bible Boy, you are like a nagging older brother," Rory said settling back in to her wheelchair.

Jax chuckled as Rory and Tristan bantered all the way down the hallway.