Tig's point of view…

I sat by her side, holding her hand as I watched to see if any changes were going to happen. If she was going to open her eyes, squeeze my hand or anything. The baby was born by way of emergency ceaseran and taken into the NICU and placed into the incubator, a little boy who I was going to let Sherry picked out the name though because as soon as I saw the baby in Tara's arms I knew that I wanted Sherry to see this little man grow and also I hoped to be part of this baby's life.

I heard a knock on the door and I pried myself away from her to go answer it and Clay, Jax, Gemma and Tara walked in. Tara with a clipboard in her hand came over to me.

"She hasn't changed but she should wake up soon" she explained. I nodded and went back to her side, grabbing her hand but Clay looked over at me.

"You coming to take care of the asshole that did this?" he asked. I looked back at him and nodded, the fire coming alive in my eyes as I thought about getting my hands on him then I turned to look back at Sherry who hadn't stirred one bit which was worrying me but I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Gemma behind me, looking at me with a don't worry look.

"I promise you that I will call you as soon as she wake's up, don't worry me and the doc are here" she commented. I looked at Tara who nodded but looked none the happy at the idea of staying with Gemma but she didn't say anything, I walked over to Sherry, kneeled beside her and took her hand as I brushed her hair back.

"Hey baby I just wanted to tell you that I will be back, I am going to take care of this asshole and I promise I will be right back, I can't wait till you wake up and we can go see your little boy together" I murmured in her ear. I waited to see if I could get anything out of her but she hadn't budged, sighing I leaned in and kissed her softly then I turned back to Clay who clapped me on my back to calm me then I followed them out but stopped at the doorway to look at her one more time then with my head up I headed out to go after the basterd that went after my girl.

At The Clubhouse…

I walked in and we headed to the garage where Bobby, Opie and the rest had him tied up and I saw that Happy already had his way with him which I didn't appreciated but it was done so I walked over to the asshole with blood in my eyes and looked him in the eyes, my hands itching to pound his face in but I didn't and just stared at him.

"Who sent you? Who sent you to go after my old lady? For what fucking reason?" I demanded as I grabbed him by his collar, jerking his face to mine, pour utter venom within those questions but he didn't budge nor did he speak a word which pissed me off even more so at that moment I clenched my hands into fists and began pounding him in, each time didn't surpress my anger and I didn't even realize that I had pounded him into a bloody pulp till Chib's and Clay grabbed me and pulled me back. "Easy, easy brother, don't kill him just yet we need to get answers out of him, you had your go at him. Feel better?" Clay asked. I struggled a bit against them but when it seemed that I wasn't going to get out of there grasps, I calmed down and tried to think clearly and just nodded as I breathed heavily to calm myself down then I turned to let them do what they needed to get the answers out of him that I couldn't because how I felt at the moment I would probably kill him.

I rubbed a hand over my face and turned back to Clay and Chib's who were leaning over the asshole, who was barely hanging on from the beating that I had given him and Clay was questioning him but he still wasn't giving answers. I was on my wits in with this one and stalked over to him but as soon as he saw me coming he shrank away from me so I knew that I had proven a point. I grabbed him again by his shirt.

"Give me a name bitch…now" I grounded out as my glare burned holes into him and I saw him cower a bit but then he said a name.

"He's name is Darby. You should be familiar with that right?" he spat out. I narrowed my eyes but I felt my blood boil more at that, at the fact that I almost lost my girl to a scum bag like Darby and for my benefit I punched him out cold and he hit the ground with a crack then I turned to Clay who was seething also.

"Darby? Darby is behind this shit?" he grounded out. I nodded then I headed out the door with the others behind me but then Jax stepped in front of me.

"Listen I know that you want to take care of this asshole but we have to think with a rational head here" he started. I merely stared at him when I heard Clay's phone rang and he answered it but I looked back at Josh who was still out cold, comtemplating what Jax was saying when I realized that Clay was calling out to me, with a tense grunt I turned to see Clay smiling at me which I looked questioningly at him but he just grinned then.

"You better get back to the hospital, your old lady is awake. She's asking for you" he answered. I froze at what he just said that I began to move as the happiness rushed over me and I headed out the door yelling back to Clay and the others that I will catch up with them later, that right now I needed to get to my girl and her son, needing to see for myself that she was ok, truly ok. Jumping on my bike, I revved it to life and took off for , excited thoughts of what to say and what not to say.

At the hospital…

I parked, jumped off the bike while I ripped off my helmet and ran inside, flew up the elevator, if that was possible and as I got off on her floor I ran down the hall till I stopped in front of her room which and as I did I was overtook with a stab of fear. She may of asked for me but what if she changed her mind on a lot of things, she was in this mess because of the club, because of me. I put her life and her baby's life in danger so why would she want any connection to me after that, I wasn't sure how she was going to react to me and everything but I guess I had to suck it up.

I knocked on the door and I heard a "come in" so I opened the door and slipped in and as I saw her laying in bed but wide awake I felt like I had come home and as she turned to look at me especially with a big yet weak smile all those feelings rushed away. In one quick stride I was by her side, taking her hand in mine which she squeezed and I leaned in for a long, loving kiss.

Sherry's point of view…

As I laid there I felt a feeling wash over me and I knew that Tig was near, as soon as that knock ascended upon the door I felt my heart leap in happiness and I quickly called out for him to come in and when he did and I saw him in his handsome glory and as we saw one another his eyes brightened and I gave him the biggest smile I could give in my state and he in one quick stride he was by my side, taking my hand in his which I quickly squeezed then he leaned in to give me a long, loving kiss that warmed me down to my toes and I raised my hands up to where I could wrap it around his neck and hold him properly then we came up for air as he brushed my hair back as we stared within one another's eyes then I remembered why I was there to begin with.

"Tig the baby, how's the baby?" I asked, worriedly. He smiled at me and squeezed my hand comfortingly. He leaned in and kissed me again and I drew in a breath and moaned in pleasure against his lips as his tongue probed for entrance and I allowed it as I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue slipped in, dueling with mine but then a minute or two of that we stopped and he finally answered my question.

"Yes the baby is fine, he is premature and has to be kept in the incubatue for awhile but he will be ok honey, I swear it, he has your disposition and strength so he will be ok. You had me worried sick ya know that?" he remarked. I felt that flash of relief and worry into one but then I calmed down as his hand came up and cupped my cheek.

"I'm sorry I wasn't meaning too" I murmured.