Once Charlotte stepped outside, she kept walking, trying to catch her breath. Why did the thought of him with anyone else hurt so badly? She wasn't naïve, she knew he had slept with many women. It wasn't that long ago that she wanted nothing to do with the man, right? She still barely knew him.

She stopped close by the entrance and slid down to the ground, her back against the wooden fence. She took in a few slow deep breaths, closing her eyes.

"You okay kid?"

She looked up and saw Tig. She ran her hand over her face and gave him a small smile. "Hey, yeah. Sorry. I guess it's been a while since I drank like this," she said lamely.

Tig nodded and slid down next to her. "Yeah, you always were too good for us hooligans," he replied, nudging her shoulder. "I don't think that's what's wrong, though."

"I'm fine, Tig, I promise," she said, trying to convince herself. "I will be anyways."

He put his arm around her shoulder and Charlotte rested her head on his shoulder. "I may be wrong, but I think it has something to do with Happy," he said softly. She tensed. "That's what I thought. I just know you two both pretty well, I don't think the others saw it. I won't say anything if there is something going on, but you should. Jax will be more pissed that you didn't tell him right away."

She sighed. "What if he tells me not to see him anymore?" she asked. "I just want more time. It's too new."

Tig gave her a little hug. "You said you're afraid we'll scare your guy off. You think that man scares easily?" she shook her head no. "You're damn right he doesn't. Listen, I've known Hap a long time. He's never gave any girl a second thought. From what Lee tells me, Hap don't spend many of his nights at the clubhouse anymore, and the ones he does he goes to bed alone. Hasn't touched a croweater for a long while now. Probably as long as he and shithead have been looking in on you."

Charlotte looked up at him, surprised. "Are you serious?"

He nodded. "Yeah, maybe you should give the guy a little more credit. You know he don't like lying about shit either. You should go talk to your brother, kid."

"You're probably right," she said softly, standing up. She offered him and hand and helped him up. She hugged him. "Thanks, Tiggy. You're the best."

He smiled at her. "You're welcome, kid. Now I gotta go find me some company for the night," he said with a wink and walked off.

Charlotte walked back inside the clubhouse. She made her way to the back where they had all been sitting. She put her hand on her brother's shoulder. "Can I talk to you?" she asked him, her eyes flashed to Happy briefly before landing on her brother again.

Jax nodded and led his sister to an empty corner. "You okay?" he asked.

She took in a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay, but I need to be honest with you and you might not like it." Jax sat up a little straighter, but didn't say anything. "You know the guy that I'm seeing. In fact, he's a son. I've been keeping it to myself because I'm afraid of how you'll react."

Jax's jaw was clenched. "Who is it?" he asked.

"Happy," she replied.

Jax looked at her, trying to decide if she was serious or not. "Happy? Big, scary bald dude? With all the tattoos?"

Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Yes, that's the one I'm talking about. We started talking because he and Kozik were over almost every day and then he asked me out. I turned him down at first, but now we're dating. And it's new and-"

Jax walked away from his sister. She was shocked because she was still mid-sentence and he stomped off, a man on a mission. She quickly took off after him. When she caught up with him, he was standing in front of Happy. "Ring." That was all she heard Jax say.

Happy looked away from Jax to look at her. He looked back at Jax and nodded. The two men walked past her and back outside. Tig turned her around and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "What is happening?" she asked.

"They're gonna work it out the best way they know how," Tig replied. Charlotte looked up at him. "With their fists, doll."

"I thought you were going to find a croweater?" she asked him as they walked out towards the boxing ring out in the yard.

Tig shrugged. "Hard to find talent out here in Tacoma," he said and she hit him in the stomach. "Nah, watching a fight? Almost as good as sex. Almost."

Charlotte groaned. "I don't want to watch this! Who exactly am I supposed to be rooting for?"

"Well, well. Hello Charlotte, Tig. Either of you have any idea what this is all about?"

The pair turned towards the voice. Clay. Charlotte looked at Tig, who shrugged at her. She looked back at Clay. "Yeah, I know what it's about."

Clay looked at her when she didn't elaborate. He raised his eyebrows. "And?"

"I'm seeing Happy. I told Jax. Here we are," she said shortly. "You've got something to say about it as well, I'm sure."

Clay looked surprised, shocked even. "You're dating the Tacoma Killer? Sweet, little Charlotte? Well that is unexpected," he said with a laugh. "Your mother ain't gonna like this, sweetheart."

Charlotte had completely forgot that telling Clay was as good as telling mom. She could feel her chest tighten up. This day, that had started out so wonderfully, was turning to shit. "My mother didn't like me dating David either, and yet she was going to let me marry him," she replied.

Cheers broke out all around them. The fight had begun. She was too afraid to look. She could hear punches being landed on flesh. She cringed with every blow. She just hoped and prayed they didn't kill each other.

"I don't know what brought this on, but I'm surprised Jax wanted to fight the killa!" Opie said, standing next to her. "Come on, Char, you've seen Jax fight before."

She just shook her head. "Just tell me whose winning," she replied. "I can't look."

"Well, Jax is getting in a lot more punches than I'd expect, but Killa doesn't even look fazed by it," Opie returned. "So, it's up in the air right now."

Charlotte kept taking slow, deep breaths. Maybe this was all just a dream. A horrible nightmare she would wake up from soon. She lowered herself to the floor, finding it hard to breathe, a pain in her chest.

"Char, you okay?"

She heard the voice, but it sounded distant.

Tig held onto Charlotte as she sunk to the floor. "Opie, go get Jax and Hap outta the ring. Now!" he said. He tapped Charlotte on the face, trying to rouse her. "Charlotte, wake up." She was out, cold. He knew she had the same heart condition that Gemma had. She needed a hospital and fast.

Tig picked her up and started out towards the van that they brought up from Charming.

Opie jumped in the ring, separating the two men. "You two are gonna have to settle this some other time. Something's wrong with Charlotte."

Both of them looked around the room, searching for her. Happy saw Tig carrying her and tapped Jax on the chest. "Tig's got her."

The three men hopped out of the ring and followed after Tig. "What happened?" Jax said when they reached him.

"She couldn't watch the fight. Started hyperventilating, fell to the floor. I know she's got Gemma's bad heart, she's gotta go see a doctor, man." Tig replied, placing her in the back.

Happy jumped inside the van, next to her. Tig got into the driver's seat. "You two coming?"

Jax shut the back door. "We'll follow behind, just get her to the hospital," he replied and stepped away.