"Alex? Alex? Look at me! Are you ok?" He suddenly heard Anai exclaim

He turned his head to see her face, sweating too, eyes wide, concern written over her beautiful features.

"Anai..." He whispered, falling back onto the bed, "...come here."

She cautiously laid back down before scooting over to rest her head on his shoulder. He ran his hand through her soft hair and sighed. It wasn't often he had these nightmares. They usually happened when he was very worried about something. Anai! She was still laying with him, curled up next to him like she belonged there. He kissed her forehead and noted she was still awake.

"Are you ok?" She whispered, staring at him

"Just... I'm ok. I'm ok, Doll." He replied, caressing her face

Yes, he was ok. He had her in his arms. She somehow calmed him. No other woman has been able to do that, be able to calm him like this after having a nightmare. He buried his face in her hair and inhaled deeply. His right hand slipped under her tank top and began to absent-mindedly trace circles on the soft flesh of her back. His left hand continued to caress her face. He smiled when her lips grazed his neck as she moved around to press herself further into him. Yes, she calmed him. But it was more than that. Much, much more.

The next morning Tig woke up and something felt odd. He opened his eyes and looked around. He discovered he was alone in bed. Everything was quiet until the shower came on. He smiled to himself before slowly sliding out of bed. He stripped out of his clothes and headed for the bathroom. He climbed in, noting how pale she still looked. She hadn't noticed him as she stood under the spray of water, just letting it work out any kinks or knots in her muscles. She nearly jumped out of her skin when his arms snaked around her waist. Her eyes popped open and, when she saw it was Tig, smiled a bit.

"I'm sorry I woke you." She stated, looking into his soft blue eyes

"You didn't wake me, Doll." He stated, running his hands down her back

She sighed as her eyes closed. She liked the feeling of his calloused hands running over her skin. He stepped closer to her, closing any space that was between them, and buried his face in her neck. They just stood there for a while before he pulled away and grabbed the shampoo. He moved her out of the spray of water so he could wash her hair. Tig would never, ever, ever admit it, but he secretly liked washing her hair. It was soothing and made him feel... important? He shrugged to himself before turning her around to wash the foamy shampoo out of her hair. She wouldn't admit it to him but she liked it when he took control like this. She loved having her hair washed, the way he did it reminded her of when she was a child back in Egypt, and she couldn't help but smile.

It amazed her at how he washed the rest of her body. He was so gentle and careful of her wounds! She leaned back onto the shower wall and watched as he quickly washed himself. Her eyes roamed all over his body and she couldn't help but smirk at him. She got out as soon as he turned around to shut the water off. Besides, her stomach was making noises and she still needed to take her antibiotic. She was slowly drying herself off when he stepped out of the shower.

"Shoulder still hurtin'?" He questioned, seeing the scowl on her face whenever she moved her left arm

"A bit." She sighed

He chuckled before taking the towel from her hands and finished drying her off. When she turned to head back into his room, he gave a friendly, but gentle, swat on her ass making her giggle slightly. He grinned to himself as he quickly dried himself off. He knew she needed to eat and needed to take her next dose of the antibiotic. She did ok getting her undies on, and even a clean pair of light blue lounge pants. She had alot of trouble trying to get her bra & tank on though. He chuckled again before whistling at her then twirling his finger around telling her what he wanted her to do. She sighed and did as he requested. He hooked her bra then helped her slip into her shirt.

She sat down on the bed & watched as he got dressed & combed through his curly hair. She wanted to get up and move about, do something more than just sleep. Whenever she tried that last night she got really tired pretty quickly. Sighing, she felt useless and absolutely hated feeling useless. She hoped Layla was doing better than she was right now! Biting her lip, she looked around when she saw movement. Tig was standing at the door holding his hand out for her.

"Goo' mornin' Anai! How yeh feelin' darlin'?" Chibs immediately asked when he saw her trailing slowly behind Tig

She shrugged, "My whole arm and shoulder still hurts like a bitch."

"Give it some time." Chibs told her

"Morning." Juice stated, laying his head on the bar

Anai looked on with amusement when Chibs slapped Juice's back making the poor kid sit straight up and glare at the Scot. They chatted about food since noone who could cook was up yet. Anai's noisy stomach made the men chuckle.

"We could go to deh diner." Chibs suggested

"I don't trust her on a bike with that shoulder." Tig immediately responded

"She could hold on to you on the back of yours." Juice piped up

Anai shook her head no making Tig state, "If she can't hold onto her own bike, she can't hold on to me."

"Well, we could take the van." Juice offered with a shrug

Everyone thought about it for a minute before deciding that was their best option at this point. Anai's stomach began making noises again making her sigh. Juice laughed as Bobby stumbled to where the small group were standing or sitting. They told him what they were about to go do so Bobby just shrugged and followed the rest of the group out to one of the blacked out vans. Juice drove with Bobby up front leaving Tig, Anai, and Bobby to sit in the back. Bobby watched as Anai leaned her head on Tig's shoulder and Tig look down at her with what Bobby could only describe as an affectionate look. Bobby smirked.

A few minutes later the group had made it to the little diner right down the road. Tig made sure he sat by Anai while Bobby sat across from him, Chibs sitting across from Anai and Juice sitting at the end of the table. Everyone was in fairly good spirits, albeit a bit quiet for an early-ish Saturday morning. Once the food had been set down in front of them, Chibs and Bobby got to talking about random shit. Tig and Anai just sat there in silence eating their breakfast and enjoying the company, although neither would ever admit that out loud!