Disclaimer: I only own Katrina. I don't know how old Jax really is.

Note: Some of you have probably been wondering what Katrina meant when she said please don't remember. If you look at the last chapter she pretty much told Jax she loved him. That's what she doesn't want him to remember.

Chapter 10

The next day, Katrina just arrived home when she saw two motorcycles in her driveway. She headed inside to the nursery and was surprised at who she saw.

"Hey Opie, Juice."

Opie looked at Katrina and saw the hurt in her eyes. For as long as he had known the woman, she had been like a little sister to him. He knew all this shit with Jax was killing her. He decided to take a break and lead her outside with him.

"Jax told me what happened last night. You ok Katie?"

Katrina knew she could be honest with Opie.

"Nope. I'm really startin to wish I didn't come back Ope. Just when things were startin to look ok with me and him…shit gets fucked up."

Opie nodded slowly. He really wished Jax would get his head out of Tara's ass. They all saw her for who she really was. Jax, like always, was blinded by her. As soon as Opie finished his cigarette, he went inside and went back to work. Katrina pulled out her cell phone and called Clay.

"Hey Katie. How's the nursery comin?"

"Good. I need to ask a favor of you Clay. Can I come by there?"

"Sure. See you soon."

Katrina slid her phone shut and went to tell Teresa where she was going.

"Everything ok Katie?" Teresa asked her friend concerned.

"Nope. I'm telling Clay to find someone else for bodyguard duty." Katrina said before leaving.

Katrina had no idea that Opie had heard her from his spot in the kitchen. He had been getting a drink before heading back into the nursery. He thought about calling Jax to tell him, but thought he would find out soon enough. Katrina walked up to where Clay was standing a few feet from the shop when she got there.

"What is it Katie?" Clay asked concerned when he saw her.

"I want Jax off of lookout duty. Get one of the other guys to do it."

"Katie…" Clay started to say.

"No Clay I'm not fuckin around here. I'm tired of being hurt by him. Get someone else on it." Katrina said firmly.

Clay just nodded before kissing her forehead.

"Ok Katie. I'll put Tig on it ok?"

Katrina nodded in agreement. Sure she knew Tig could be a flat out pervert. She also knew when push came to shove, he'd be there to protect her and her family. Katrina got back into her truck and headed home. Clay walked into the clubhouse looking for Tig. He saw him sitting at the bar.

"I need to talk to you." Clay told him.

Tig just nodded and the two headed to sit down around the meeting table.

"Katie wants Jax off of lookout duty. I need you to watch over her. I got a bad feeling something is gonna go down soon. I want to make sure her, her friend, and Little Bit are safe."

Tig nodded quickly.

"No problem man. That girl is like a daughter to me too ya know. Do I even wanna know what he did this time?" Tig asked referring to Jax.

"I don't even know. I don't want to either. I'm afraid this time not even Gemma would be able to stop me."

Tig just nodded and the two went back to work in the shop. Meanwhile when Katrina got home, Opie and Juice led her into the nursery. Katrina couldn't help but get teary eyed when she saw how everything was set up.

"Oh you guys…it's perfect. Thank you so much for doing this. I…well Jakub and I really appreciate it." Katrina said hugging both of the men.

Opie and Juice soon left after Juice told Teresa he would be back for their date at seven. Katrina looked at her friend smiling.

"It's about time you had a date." Katrina said smiling.

"You ok Trina?"

"I wish everyone would stop askin me that. I'm fine. Clay put Tig on guard duty. I'm good."

"But not happy." Teresa said sadly.

"I've got one man in my life and I'm happy for that." Katrina said as she kissed her son's forehead.

Teresa just watched sadly as her friend put Jakub down for his nap in his new crib. Teresa wanted happiness for her friend. She knew Jax would be it. She also knew Katrina might never let him back in after last night, even if she did love him.