"Why didn't you come home last night?" Chibs asked when I came in the front door of the house, he was sitting on the couch. Last night after seeing Chibs sitting at the right of Jax really rocked me, my whole life they had treated the SA like it was such a privilege but I had always thought it was a curse. They were expected to be the barrier between the President and the things that were trying to kill them; a thankless dangerous job and now it was Chibs job. After I left the club house I went to Lyla's new house in tears as I explained to her what was going on, how shit had changed in the last 24 hours. I knew that Chibs and the guys knew where I was, we had heard bikes go by around midnight while we were up talking in the kitchen.
"I needed to think,"
"You about done?" he asked coming up to me and pulling my face to his, pressing a few kisses to my lips.
"Aye," I raised one side of my mouth not sure if I was telling the truth or not.
"Good, lets get going," he dragged me towards the bedroom.
"Where are we going?" I questioned him.
"We're going on a date darling," he smirked at me.
"I don't want McDonalds," I smirked back heading towards the closet to change.
We had been riding for a few hours before Chibs pulled over into a diner parking lot.
"Lets get something for breakfast," he told me while he waited for me to get off the bike. Once we were both standing Chibs grabbed my wallet out of his side panniers and took off his cut and holster putting them inside before he locked it up.
"No cut?" I asked him confused before he grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers.
"We are just normal citizens today," he led me to the small diner. Once we were inside I sat down on one side of the booth expecting him to sit on the other but I was surprised as he sat down beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.
"What did you have to think about last night?" He questioned me after we gave the waitress our orders.
"Just some shite," I leaned into his chest, his arm still around my shoulders.
"Come on now princess, we're sharing," If you had told me three months ago that I would be sitting at a diner with Chibs while he asked me about my feelings I would of told you that you were full of shit, but now sitting here it felt like we had done it a million times, technically this was our third date even though we had been living together and I was pregnant.
"All this shite with Clay," I told him while he looked down at me, "You being the new SA,"
"That doesn't change anything," he said as the waitress sat our drinks down in front of us and we thanked her. "We are still the same people we were the day before yesterday," he added.
"No, you weren't considered a human shield then," I traced the anarchy tattoo on his arm trying to keep myself from getting emotional.
"Listen to me, nothing will change," he grabbed under my chin and forced me to look up at him.
"Everything is going to change," I tried to make him see it my way.
"Today isn't supposed to be about this," he kissed my forehead before our food got sat down in front of us.
"Then what is it about?" I picked up my fork and started moving food around my plate not having much of an appetite.
"Anything but club shite," he picked up his cheeseburger and took a bite.
We finished eating in a comfortable silence, everything we did together was that way, there was no pressure to talk or entertain each other it was just completely at peace...when we weren't fighting.
"Where are we going now?" I asked as we climbed onto Chibs's bike and I wrapped around him before he started it up not answering me. We started riding away from the diner but not towards Charming either, every time he slowed down I expected him to stop but he kept going at street lights he would put a hand on my thigh that was wrapped around his while he kept us from tipping over.
"You've got to be shitting me," I rolled my eyes as we finally stopped and he slapped my thigh telling me to get off the bike.
"Isn't this romantic, it's where they always go on those shite movies," we were along a sandy beach and he put a huge smile on his face charging me and lifting me up into his chest, one arm behind my knees the other behind my shoulder blades.
"Chibs you are going to break your back," I laughed as he carried me towards the water.
"It's worth it," he joked and I slapped his chest my cheeks hurting my smile was so big. Once we were closer to the ocean he completely let go of me dropping my ass in the hot white sand.
"Jesus," I said as I landed and he sat down behind me putting his legs on both sides of mine, pulling me back to lean against his chest, and goosebumps rose over my body as he ran one of his calloused hands down my bare arm before resting it on my stomach.
"How far along are you?" his metal rings were cold on my skin through my thin chiffon tank top.
"12 weeks," I was watching the waves come onto the beach not exactly wanting to see his face when I answered his question.
"I meant it yesterday," he said his hot breath on by my ear causing my blood to run faster.
"Meant what?" I asked, leaning further into him.
"That I loved you," a kiss was placed at the back of my neck.
"Because I'm pregnant?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answer.
"No, that doesn't have shite to do with it," he tried to assure me, "I've known it for a while, hell I've said it to you,"
"I love you too by the way," I smirked even though he couldn't see my face and I wasn't ashamed that I said it to him. I knew that I loved him, he was exactly the kind of guy I had tried to avoid my whole life and I had been stuck on him since the first kiss in Ireland, now we were sitting together on a beach in California.
"I love you," he kissed the back of my neck again, "Don't worry about this Sargent shite either, I'll turn it down if that is what you want," he didn't sound sure of himself as he spoke and I turned my upper body so I was looking at him.
"I would never do that!" I tried to make eye contact with him even though we were both wearing sunglasses, "I don't ever want to change you, this is who you are," I reached out pushing his hair out of his face from where the wind was blowing it, " Two months ago I would have been thrilled for you to get that patch, but I saw you sitting in that chair, and I saw myself telling them," I looked down at my stomach that he still had a hand on, "That you weren't coming home,"
"It will take more than a bullet to stop me from getting home to you,"
"I need you to swear to that," I put a hand on his chest.
3 weeks later
"Did you see the guys this morning?" Tara asked coming into my office shutting the door behind her.
"No, I had an early surgery," I said shutting my lab top, "What happened now?" I questioned knowing by her tone that whatever it was it wasn't good.
"Their..shipment got busted, niners lit the truck on fire,"
"Everyone okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, Phil got beat up a bit, but they are fine," she sat down on the couch, "You going to Piney's thing this afternoon?"
"No, I've got a surgery consultation this afternoon," I rolled my eyes, "I had my chance to say goodbye to him,"
"One of these days you are going to have to tell me what happened that night," neither Jax or I had told her about seeing Piney's body that night and the agreement the three of us had come to about Clay.
"Are you going?" I asked Tara who over the past few weeks had tried to put on a stronger face but all she really was doing was covering up the pain of being stuck in Charming inside herself.
"No, I'm training my replacement today," she stood up and started for the door. "Where do you fall on all of this?" she turned back towards me.
"On all of what?" I asked her confused.
"Chibs, Jax and Opie moving up, You're in as deep as me now, we are planted here. You should come over after work, Abel misses his Aunt Finley," and she left without another comment. I knew she was right, me having a deal with the guys and them moving up to the top ranks, I would always be considered a tipping scale, I knew too much. Jax and Opie would always question my loyalty if something went wrong now, they would always know that I had something on them. It was a dangerous place to be.
My door opened back up again and Margaret was standing in it her usual clip board in her hand.
"Thank you for doing this," she handed me a folder "I know you don't like to do anything but surgeries but we are very short handed," I nodded my head at her, things between us had been more than stressed since she admitted to me about Chad. She didn't waste anytime leaving and I stood up to follow her towards the room not looking at the folder.
I came into the room a fake smile on my face as I prepared myself to tell a man the steps we were going to take to fuse his bones to help treat osteoarthritis in his hands. I looked down at the file in my hand ready to speak at the same time as the man opened his mouth.
"Kelley?" my eyes read the name on the file Frank Fisher and I felt my mouth gap open in shock.
"I'm sorry," the woman beside him said, "He's very forgetful,often confuses people for someone else" I still didn't say anything as I looked at the man in front of me. I knew that my Ma's name was Frank but I had never thought twice about him still being in Charming or even alive after all of these years.
"It's okay," I smiled at the younger woman, "I'm Finley," I held my hand out for her to shake before the man who's hand clearly had a severe case of arthritis, his finger tips slid into mine and they left a cold trail on my warm hands.
"My name is Marsha, I'm Frank's caretaker, live in," she informed me while I held on to Frank's hand longer than I should and he smiled up at me his eyes glistening.
"Hi Frank how are you today?" I sat down on the stool in front of the table he was sitting on.
"I'm fine Kelley, where have you been?" he kept his huge smile on his face.
"Frank her name is Finley," Marsha leaned down beside Frank rubbing his arm in a loving way.
"You've been gone for so long," he reached out for my hand again bringing it to his mouth. "Wait until I tell Suzy you're back,"
"Frank, Suzy past away remember?" Marsha asked the man and his face instantly fell and mine matched his.
"Right," he said snapping out of the happy man he had been previously and letting go of my hand. His emotions completely shut down and I began explaining the steps to Marsha on what we were going to do to try to alleviate some of his pain.
"You'll do the surgery?" Frank asked once I was done explaining the steps.
"Yes, we operate in two days" I told the one person left related to my Mum. "I'll be right there,"
"I know you will Kelley," he smiled and I excused myself not being able to take it any longer.
"It's not a dry cough! A humidifier won't do any good," I heard Tara snap as I walked into the front door of her home, I never knocked any more.
"Aunt Finley," Abel yelled running down the hall and I smiled picking him up.
"Hey," Tara came down the hall Gemma following her.
"We okay in here?" I asked both women as I sat down with Abel at the coffee table while he started showing me the pictures he had colored at day care today.
"And they don't need to be in day care!" Gemma got a little to close to Tara, "We raise our own,"
"They need to socialize with other children,"
"Come on Abes, lets get ready for bed," I stood up grabbing his tiny hand and we walked past the arguing mothers.
I read Abel a book before he fell asleep and I heard the front door open and deeper voices met my ears one of them I knew all too well. I quietly moved off the bed and down the hall towards where the guys were standing. Smiling at who I saw standing with them.
"Bobby," I smiled wrapping my arms around the shorter man.
"Hey darling," he squeezed me tight before pulling away from me, "Abel asleep?"
"Aye," I looked back at the boys door.
"Oh Jesus what now?" Tara was asking as I got closer and Jax was holding on to a cell phone.
"There is a warrant out for us," I felt my nerves start running as I realized he was talking to Chibs.
"For what?" I asked before anyone else spoke walking over to Chibs and locking my arm with his.
"That shooting on the highway," Jax was still only speaking to Chibs.
"Jesus," Opie spoke crossing his arms over his chest, "Pope,"
"We need to find Tig," Jax ordered Opie before running his hands through his hair and Chibs's phone rang, he unlocked our arms going into the kitchen to talk.
"You've got to get protection," Gemma spoke to her son, "He wants you dead," and Tara walked over to the dining room table sitting down.
"That was Chucky," Chibs came back into the living room, "Sheriffs are at TM looking for us, they'll be coming here next,"
"You've got to get out of here," Gemma offered and the guys sat down at the table around Tara.
"No!" Tara snapped at Jax, "You can't run,"
"They need to, or they won't make it out," Gemma started arguing with Tara again.
"We have two small boys!" Tara countered back at the mom as I watched Chibs not really knowing what to say, I knew that Gemma was right, they needed to get protection before they went inside or we wouldn't see them again. Pope was not a guy to be messed with and if they went in now his cronies would end their life.
"She's right," Bobby informed Jax, "You need to lock down protection,"
"I know where you can go!" Gemma offered before standing up.
"Okay," Jax stood up along with the rest of the men. "She's right," he pulled Tara into his chest, "If we go in now we are dead," he kissed her forehead and pulled away following his Mother out of the kitchen;Before Chibs came up to me.
"Stay here with Tara, we'll send Rat over," he hauled me into his arm picking my feet up off the ground holding me in a hug.
"I want to go with you," I said into his ear.
"Nah, we don't know where we are going, I'll be in contact," he put me back on the ground.
"Be careful, please," he put his hand on my stomach again something he had kept doing over the last few weeks, it definitely wasn't the body I used to have the past three weeks the twins have decided they didn't want to stay hidden any more and had popped up out of no where right under my belly button.
"I love you," he said to me before starting towards the front door.
"I love you too," I said to him but he didn't stop to acknowledge it he just shut the door behind him and soon after the sound of bikes starting up filled the kitchen Tara and I were standing in.
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