(Juan's POV)

While we were in church, we were bouncing around ideas for a plan. I was glad the guys loved her as much as I did. Well, not quite as much, but they definitely loved her like family. I knew they wanted to stop this guy as much as I did. I was trying to figure out where he was and how long it'd be before he got here while I listened to them talk. "She obviously needs 24 hour protection, but I can handle most of that. I'd like it if someone could do survailance at night, though," I asked, looking up at Jax for permission while one of my programs was searching.

Nodding, Jax looked around, and he got plenty of volunteers, so he looked back at me. "That'll be no problem. I hate to say this, though, but maybe we should use her as bait. Like, he's more likely to pick her up alone, at the hospital, right? So why don't we have her keep going to work like normal and have a few of the guys around her office and exam room at all times while she's there," he suggested. I thought about this as I looked back at my laptop. "I know you hate that idea, Juice, but it could really work. We could get him while he's trying to get her," he added.

With a flashing dot, my laptop finally located where he was, then calculated about how far away he was. It seemed he was about a day and a half away. I nodded and looked back up at Jax. "You're right. He should be here the day after tomorrow. She can go back to work tomorrow, and he should be here to get her at work the next day. She can stay with Brie and Skye until then. He probably doesn't know about me, or our club, so if we stay out of sight, we'll be better able to take him by surprise. Besides, the apartment is still in her name. So that's the house he'll track her down to. A Prospect can do the overnight survailance tonight and then whoever's available can take shifts," I said, working out a plan in my mind.

After we hashed out all the details, church was dismissed, and I walked over to Krystal sitting on one of the couches, looking out of it, still. I knew how worried she was. I had to snap her out of her daze to tell her the plan. She accepted it, and then stopped Jax as he was walking by. "Thank you for this. I really appreciate it. I know you're putting yourselves in danger because of me, and I'm sorry about that. I never wanted to bring any trouble to the club," she said to him. He told her she was my Old Lady, and that meant she was family, and we protect our own, and then he walked away. I could see how much she appreciated that.

Kissing her forehead, I looked into her green eyes and I could see that there was something on her mind. She brought up the fact that he had called her my Old Lady. I had never officially asked her, even though I knew she would say yes. Still, in order to make it official, I decided to ask. "I guess I should have asked, but I figured it would be kind of obvious since we're getting married. Will you wear my crow? You only have to if you want to, of course," I added.

Laughing, she told me she'd love to, but she had no idea where she was going to put it. She did have a point, actually. She had tattoos everywhere. Her back, side of her neck, forearm, wrists, small of her back. They were all covered. I knew she'd want it someplace where she could show it off. Even though she worked at a hospital, she was surprisingly still allowed to show a couple of the tattoos that were nearly impossible to cover. I had a few ideas, but I didn't want to share them with her yet. "We'll figure something out," I replied, pulling her into a deep kiss.

The next day I knew Quinn was watching her, so I was patrolling around the hospital until she got to work. I had missed her last night. I'd really needed to hear her voice, so I'd been glad both times she'd called. She kept apologizing for calling, but she wouldn't get that I'd needed her to call just as badly. I needed her to be safe. She was everything to me. And if anything happened to her, I'd never forgive myself and this guy was going to be dead and six feet under. That was the only way. I couldn't have it any other way.

So when her phone Emergency called me, and I heard that voice clip, I had headed over only after making one phone call. And Krystal was still gone when I got there. I honestly wasn't ever going to forgive myself. I needed to figure out who the hell was helping this guy and what the connection is. Maybe that could tell me where he would take her. Rat and Tig had gotten there after I did, and I told them I was going home to find out where the hell she was. They escorted me there, but left me alone to do my research.

It took a few hours, but I was able to find out more about his mother and brothers. I searched their credit reports and found a hit on a place out here in California. It was about an hour or two away, so I called Rat and Tig. I knew they'd want to come with me. I also called Brie and Skye, because I knew they wouldn't want me to go save her alone. I figured we could use their help with getting rid of the brother anyway. They could probably draw him out. So Chibs could take Brie on his bike, and Skye could take her truck. And while they were taking care of the brother with Chibs' help, Tig, Rat and I could go in and get Krystal. It all seemed like it would work.

Just about ten or twenty minutes after we got there, his brother came outside.I nodded to Brie and Skye, who walked over to him and gave him some flirty eyes. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but whatever it was must have worked. He followed them over to Krystal's truck and got in. Chibs followed them and the rest of us followed them as well. We all wanted to check and make sure the girls got away from him safe. We were also going to decide whether or not to kill him when we got him there. We were pretty sure Luciano's mother would figure out he was dead when he never returned, but did we really need to kill both sons? Besides, the guy was only going to see the girls, he'd never see us.

Since there was no way for any of them to tie us to the crime, especially since we were going to dispose of the body where no one would find it, there was really no reason to kill the brother. Besides, we weren't killers anymore. We only were going to kill Luciano because of the things he'd done to Krystal. He really didn't deserve to live anymore. I decided we'd just knock him out for now and leave Chibs, and the girls with him, and let Krystal decide what to do with him. It should really be her choice anyway. She probably knew more about the brother. I just knew his name was Anthony. I hadn't done much digging into his background.

Once Brie and Skye got him into the hotel room, with the rest of us waiting outside, they knocked him out before they had to kiss him. He was pretty skeevy anyway, following two women he didn't even know into a hotel room. Chibs and I went inside to tie him up while Tig and Rat waited downstairs. "So I think you guys should stay here with him for the time being. Don't let him see Chibs. Or even hear him speak. If you want, you can blindfold him. For all he knows, when he gets back, his brother just killed Krystal and left. Maybe even took her with him. You guys can be gone when he wakes up if you want. I don't even care. As long as he doesn't show up again before we get out of there," I said, and they all agreed.

That was all taken care of, so I slipped my sunglasses back on and went downstairs to Tig and Rat. I nodded at them and they followed me back to Krystal. We were just getting there and checking out the outside again when we heard a gunshot. We all rushed in, guns drawn, and found Krystal in a room, standing over him with a gun, looking cut and beaten, but all in all pretty good. She turned torwards us with the gun lifted, and smiled when she saw us. "I love you all," she said, lowering the gun as we took in the scene. She had shot him in the leg, and balls, and it appeared that she had kicked him quite a few times. He was still holding his balls and cursing and screaming.

Lowering our guns, I walked over to her and pulled her into my arms, lifting her and spinning her around. "You are a badass, Krystal Leann. Want to kill him, or do you want us to do it?" I asked with a grin as Tig and Rat both kept their guns on him as they approached. She had put his in the back waistband of her pants and I set her down, pulling her into a deep kiss before she could even answer. I wasn't surprised she had saved herself. She was pretty amazing like that. I really couldn't wait for her to be my wife. "You know, we can still go elope in Paris, if you want to," I said lowly so the other two couldn't hear us as I pulled away to look into her green eyes again.

Grinning, she just shook her head. I knew she was right. We already had a location set and almost everthing covered. She wanted to ask one of our friends to marry us. We didn't really want a minister. Neither of us were particularly religious. She thought it would be more special if someone who knew and loved us did it anyway, and they could get ordained really quickly on the internet. I was going to let her take care of picking out the person. She'd done pretty well with the plans already. "You're a pathetic biker whore. Getting your biker assholes here to save you," Luciano was saying, but before I could reach my gun, both Tig and Rat shot him about five times. It was safe to say he was dead.

Shaking her head, Krystal looked over at his body, spitting blood at him again. "So where's his brother?" she asked and I told her what we'd done with him, and that we were waiting on her to make a decision on what we did with him now. "Leave him alive. He has a wife and kids. Let's go dispose of this asshat, get Brie and Skye and Chibs, and go home. I wanna sleep in my own bed with my fiance," she said with a another huge grin. She hated her smile, always had, but I loved it. I had fallen in love with that smile, among so many other aspects of her. She was way more loveable than she gave herself credit for. Her new confidence was a major turn on, though.

So we did exactly what she asked. Skye drove the truck with the body wrapped in a rug in the bed of it, Tig and Rat took their bikes, and Brie was on the back of Chibs' bike and Krystal was on the back of mine, of course. Tig led Skye to Chigger woods when we got close to town, and he disposed of the body so Skye could take the truck back to the apartment and he could go home to Venus. Chibs took Brie home, and Rat went home to Brooke. I took Krystal straight home and we were in bed five minutes later. I just held her and she laid her head on my chest. She had insisted that she didn't need to go to the hospital for her injuries, and I had let her make that call. "Wanna go get your tattoo tomorrow? I know where you should put it. I can get Hap to do it," I offered, and she nodded, already drifting off to sleep.

A/N: Sorry this took so long. I was pretty busy this week. Only had time to work on it at night mostly. I don't normally take this long to write chapters. I will post the next one in a couple days though. There's a time jump though. About six months. The wedding will be soon. In the last chapter. So, 8 more chapters. They're good ones though. I hope you like them. After I finish this part, and then part 3, I think I'll do a special part of chapters you guys request in Juice's POV. It can be any order, but I'm getting ahead of myself. I have a couple more parts to get through first. Hahah. Anyway, please review. Thanks to everyone who reads, whether you review or not. Enjoy.

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