ANA'S POV

"So, what am I supposed to do? Fuck him while I'm in a coma so he doesn't need to get his feel from the trash at the clubhouse?" I spat before taking another bite of the delicious burrito. Something about the lack of pain and the lack of responses from Happy made me talkative.

"Uh, that's dancin' in Tig territory." Happy said with a dark grin. I laughed and nodded before immediately frowning.

"I guess I was just so fucking hideous that he had to leave and fuck a whore." I said, almost feeling bad about myself. The morphine was coursing through my veins though, so all I felt was a tingle and tickle aside from the numbness.

"Nah, you were still hot." Happy said, briefly looking up at me before going back to drawing on the cast. I grinned and went back to eating for a few minutes.

"He seems jealous of Opie or something. It's not like Opie told him not to come here. We fucked years ago and you'd think he caught us in a dorm." I grumbled through the egg and tortilla in my mouth. Happy looked up at me but didn't respond. It was hard to tell what he was thinking, so I was glad I didn't care.

"You think I was right to break it off with him?" I asked, knowing he probably wouldn't answer me. Even if he did, he wouldn't bad mouth a brother. He closed his red permanent marker and tossed it on the bed by my leg.

"I don't do the whole ole lady shit, Ana. I don't know if you should tell him to fuck off or marry him. All I know is you seem hurt and it sounds like he's the reason you're hurt and pumpin morphine into a leg that shouldn't need that much in a whole day. Do what makes you happy. Life's too damn quick to end to do shit that makes you unhappy." With that, Happy stood up and headed towards the door. "I'll be back. I need coffee."

The amount of words and wisdom that came out of the least talkative person that I've ever known shocked me. Even through the buzz of the morphine, I could feel his words hit home.

OPIE'S POV

"Bitch talks to much doped up." Happy stated as he swung the door closed behind him. Tara and I stood in silence as he headed off towards the waiting room. She shrugged and headed into Ana's room. I took a minute to process what we had watched before walking into the room.

"Hey, girly. I think you may have talked the coffee out of Happy." Tara said with a laugh as she went to check out the art on her cast. "That's definitely different than boring signatures."

I looked over her shoulder at what he'd finished so far. There was the large black and grey skull, the raven with a bleeding, dead rat in its beak, a black, dying flower, and he'd just started on what looked to be a cat killing a bird. I smiled, knowing she would probably want to keep the damn thing once they cut it off. Happy had done her first tattoo in Tacoma. It was a skull with a dagger through it on her upper thigh.

"Yep, it's legit." Ana said with a grin as she leaned up to look at it. Luckily, her voice got my mind off of thinking about her thighs. I wasn't about to go down that road, especially now.

"Are you in pain? They've got your drip going pretty fast." Tara said with a frown as she looked over at the morphine. Ana just nodded. Tara obviously didn't have the heart to risk putting her in more pain and left the drip alone.

"I talked to Dr. Tarski this morning. She said that as long as you felt up to it and kept improving, you could possibly go home in a couple weeks. You'll still be in that cast for another couple weeks after that though." Tara said with a smile. Ana's face darkened and she looked up at the ceiling.

"Don't really have a home to go to. Besides, if I have this fucking cast on I'll need somebody to help with shit. Don't have anybody like that even if I wasn't homeless." She grumbled. Her harsh words to Tara reminded me why she said she'd gone to get help for her morphine use. Once it masked the pain, she said she could go from happy to pissed instantly.

"You aren't homeless, Ana. You've got family that loves you and cares. Just because he wants to be a dick doesn't mean the rest of us are. Hell, Gemma would probably put you up at her house if you wanted to." I said with a teasing smile, hoping to snap her out of it.

"Yeah, okay. I'm going to sleep. Tell Happy he can keep drawing if he wants." Ana said as she grabbed her pillows and closed her eyes. I ran my hand down my beard as Tara frowned. We walked out to the hallway so she could go to sleep before anyone came back in.

"Opie, look, I know it's not the ideal situation and you two ended things a long time ago, but she's your friend. I'm going to be there with her every step of the way but she'll need you to. I know there's things she won't share with me. You need to settle shit with Chibs and be there for her, please." Tara said as she looked up at me with big brown eyes.

I knew my brother and I needed to clear the air and patch shit up, but I was trying to wait until I didn't want to kill him. Even if it wasn't for Ana, we were both SAMCRO and if shit started picking up again, we couldn't have bad blood. It could get somebody killed.

"She asleep?" Happy asked as he walked up with a two cups of coffee. He handed one to Tara and one to me. I nodded a thanks.

"Yeah, think so. She said to tell you to keep drawing if you want to." I said before drinking some of the coffee. Happy turned his head a little as he looked in through the window.

"Might as well finish it before she wakes up talking again. You coming in?" He asked looking back at Tara and I. I sighed and shook my head as Tara nodded.

"I've gotta go talk to her old man." I said before finishing my coffee. Happy furrowed his brow a little.

"Don't think I'd call him that." He said flatly before opening the door and walking in quietly. He obviously didn't want her to wake up and talk to him some more. Tara laughed quietly and gave me a hug before following Happy and closing the door carefully.

The whole ride back to TM, I tried to think about how to calm down enough to actually have a conversation with Chibs. He and I had always been on good terms before, but this shit with Ana didn't sit right with me. I knew it wasn't out of the ordinary to fuck croweaters, attached or not. Hell, I'd done it myself while Lyla and I were together. The problem was who Chibs' old lady was.

I walked in to the clubhouse and didn't bother looking any further than the bar. Chibs was sitting there with a full glass of Jameson, staring off into space. I took a deep breath and walked up, taking the seat next to him.

"Morning." I said gruffly. I didn't know what else to say without jumping right into the heavy shit.

"How is she?" Chibs asked, not looking at me. I sighed and leaned back against the seat.

"Doped up. Only person she's really talked to this morning is Happy." I said with a shrug. I was curious as to what she had told him, but Happy was the most loyal person I knew. Unless it was important to the club, he wasn't going to repeat anything she talked to him about.

"Sure he loved that. I told her everything." Chibs said as he picked up his Jameson. I nodded.

"Yeah, I got that much out of her. Look, we can't let this shit in the club. I'm pissed and I know you are to but we're still brothers. Luckily shit's died down for now, but if it hits the fan, we've still gotta have each other's backs." I got it out in the open as quickly as I could.

"I know, brotha. Don't matter if I'm pissed or not. You mind answerin' a question though?" Chibs asked, setting the empty glass down on the bar and looking over at me. I nodded my head and looked him in the eye.

"Before she left for the Army, you loved her." Chibs said, meeting my eyes.

"That's not a question." I said simply. I already didn't like where the train of thought was going.

"Aye, it wasn't meant ta be. Question is, when did ya fall back in love with my ole lady?" Chibs growled as he poured another half glass. I shook my head and stood up.

"Brother, I never stopped loving Ana. Besides Donna, she's the only woman I was ever in love with." I told him as I realized the fact myself. Chibs nodded and threw back the Jameson.

"Were you ever going to say anything about it?" Chibs asked as he stepped away from the bar. I shook my head and hooked my thumbs on my belt.

"She was happy. That's all that matters is if she's happy. She decides that's with you, I still won't say anything. If that happens, you won't break her damn heart again." I told him with a shrug. He nodded and turned towards the door. I headed back towards the dorms to try and catch up on some sleep.

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