Hello! Sorry I didn't get this up sooner, but my internet went out…AGAIN!...damn wireless and their darn towers that fall over….anywho, this is the final chapter (boo-hoo!) I promise I am working on the sequel, but I would like your idea's of how to get Chris and Billy back together. I have a couple of ideas, they are as follows…

Chris comes back to Boston let Billy know about the baby.

Four Brothers involvement with Victor Sweet making a deal.

Sons of Anarchy involvement concerning getting Abel back.

And I would like everyone's opinion on whether the baby is a boy or a girl…..

Chapter 15

The next day seemed to drag on for an eternity as she waited for her brother. She had no doubts that he was on his way to her once he had been informed that she was in the hospital. Bobby Mercer might be an uncaring bastard to most people, but not to his family. For family, he would do whatever it took, whatever was necessary. Luckily, she had no shortage of visitors to Billy's annoyance. Mike and the other waitresses from the restaurant came and stayed with her for most of the morning as they filled her in on everything that had been happening at work. Mike had told her quietly as Billy had gone out for a cigarette that her job was waiting for her whenever she felt better so she told him that she was leaving Boston.

He looked shocked for a moment and then nodded, "You need anything, just call me habibity." He didn't ask where she was going, knowing that it was probably for the best that he didn't know.

Chris smiled and kissed his cheek and thanked him for being so understanding. Once they were all getting ready to leave, She pulled Mike down and kissed his cheek again as Billy glared from the other side of the room where Nikki was keeping him occupied by showing him pictures of her husband and kids.

Billy grunted that he had to go give Bones his money and Chris just shrugged, going back to her boring routine of flipping through the channels on the remote. She was just wondering how low her life had sunk that the only thing on TV was Jerry Springer when there came a knock on the door and it opened before she could call out for whoever it was to enter.

Bobby and his brothers hurried into the room and she held her arms out wide for a big group hug as they all crowded around her, making her burst into tears. Jack being the more sensitive Mercer, rocked her back and forth, shushing her to calm her down while the other brothers backed up to give him room to do his thing.

"What the fuck happened girl?" Jerry was the first to ask when she had stopped crying and just cuddled into Jack's lanky frame. The concern of the four brothers made her want to cry again but she held back as Bobby handed her Jerry's handkerchief so she could dry her face. She just wanted to let all of her pain out. Howl her misery until everyone could hear it, but she didn't. She couldn't. She needed to keep her shit together until it was done—until it was over and then she could afford the luxury of the breakdown she so desperately needed right now.

She told them everything—well, not everything. She didn't dare tell them about Billy being so harsh with her in their bed because she knew them, she knew if she dared to tell them that, there would be nothing keeping them from performing a gruesome murder right there in the hospital corridor. She did tell them about Billy's distance while he was in jail and his suspicions of her and everything that had led up to walking in on him with that girl and the shooting.

By this time, Angel was sitting in the lone chair next to her bed as the others were parked on the bed next to her legs and Bobby was at her hip. Every single one of them was scowling heavily and Bobby was growling by now, but Jerry, seated behind him, kept a firm grip on his shoulder to calm him down and keep him from letting his temper get the best of him like it usually did.

Once she was finished, they exchanged a look before Bobby growled, "What do you want us to do baby girl?" They all looked at her expectantly waiting for her to tell them what she had planned.

She smiled at that. That was what she loved about the Mercer's. They knew she had a plan and they were willing to help with no questions asked. She went over the plan she had come up with over the last two days and they all nodded in agreement, even if they weren't sure they agreed, going over what they each were supposed to do. The rest of the visit, they laughed and joked to try and cheer her up and take her mind off of the next 12 hours.

Billy came back and she immediately tensed, making the Mercer's scowl again as Bobby and Angel gave him death glares. Jerry was more capable of hiding his anger and disgust but Jack just looked jumpy. Chris saw the suspicion and jealousy in Billy's gaze before he masked it carefully and crossed over to the bed and bent to kiss her. Her lips remained firmly unresponsive as she once again, as had happened whenever he was near, caught a whiff of that disgusting perfume from the whore at the bar.

"Hey baby." Billy said lowly, "Ain't ya gonna introduce us?"

She waved a hand at the Mercer's and said, "This is my brother Bobby and that's Jerry, Angel and Jack." She jerked her head in Billy's direction and said flatly, "Boys, this is Billy."

Hell, she could literally feel the tension between the men. Bobby and Angel looked like they wanted to leap across the bed and strangle Billy where he stood while Jerry looked like he would happily slip Billy some poison with a smile on his face while Jack looked like he was wondering when the shit was going to hit the fan and where they were going to hide a body.

"So," Chris turned back to Bobby and ignored Billy, who had planted himself on the bed next to her side, "How's your mom?"

"She's fine." Jerry answered for Bobby, who was still glaring at Billy, "She has the flu, or she would have come with us. Camille is taking care of her though."

"Really? That's good." Chris said, "How are Camille and the girls?"

The four Mercers' stuck around for a couple of hours making small talk, very little of which Billy could contribute, as they talked about people he didn't know. Billy, surprisingly, didn't say anything; he just sat there listening as they ignored him. After a while, they guys made their excuses to leave.

"Well, we got to go check into the motel Jerry arranged." Bobby said as he stood up and gave Chris a significant look, "We'll be back later baby girl."

"Okay guys." Chris nodded to show she understood as Bobby hugged her carefully and kissed her. The others did the same as they each got ready to leave.

"You need us to bring you anything?" Jack asked as he shrugged into his leather jacket.

Chris smiled and shook her head, her brain already busy whirling with the plan in motion. Jack smiled slightly and kissed her goodnight and gave Billy a slight up-nod as Jerry did the same and Bobby and Angel gave him nothing but a parting glare. Once they were gone, Chris grabbed the remote again and turned on the TV, avoiding Billy's gaze. It was the first time they knew they would be alone for more than five minutes all day, so she knew he was going to try to talk to her about their relationship.

"So those were your brothers huh?" Billy asked as he sat down in the chair next to her with a sigh and Chris merely shrugged one shoulder. "How come two of them are black?"

"Because they were all adopted by the same woman." Chris answered shortly, "I'm tired."

"Okay then, go to sleep baby." Billy said softly.

"Just—" she took a deep breath to calm herself. She knew Bobby and the others hadn't really left and it was up to her to make sure Billy didn't stay. "Just go home Billy."

Billy was silent for a moment and sat forward again with his elbows on his knees as she still stared at the TV before he said softly, "I can't do that baby. Talk to me. I want to fix this."

The anger boiled up and over as she snapped, "Go home and take a Goddamn bath! You still smell like that fucking whore and I don't even want to look at you while I can still fucking smell her on you much less talk to you!"

Billy's head dipped and he bobbed it as he swallowed audibly. "Okay baby, whatever ya want." He stood up and shrugged into his jacket before leaning down and kissing her on the top of her head. He crossed the room to the door and stood there watching her silently for a moment and said, "I won't be here in the morning. The boys and I got some shit ta do, but after that baby, you and me are gonna have a very long and very serious talk about this shit. I told ya, I can't let ya give up on us," he looked at her with a soft expression and said quietly, "I ain't gonna loose ya over something that didn't mean shit ta me."

Chris forced herself to look at him for the first time since she woke up, knowing that it would be the last. Whatever had happened, he still made her heart pound and her insides writhe with attraction and excitement as her body reacted to him like it always did, and she hated herself for feeling that way still. "What-the-fuck-ever Billy." She said flatly as she crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from him, not daring to look back until she heard the door close quietly; for fear that she would waver in her decision to do what needed to be done.

An hour later, everything was in motion and almost finished. Bobby stuck his head through the door and said, "You ready to do this?"

Chris nodded as she stood next to the bed on shaky legs. She still hadn't recovered from the blood loss enough to be steady on her feet and it had taken her damn near twenty minutes just to get out of the damn bed without busting any stitches, but Bobby brought a wheelchair with him and she sat down in it gratefully as her doctor came in and said with a frown, "I really must say Miss Morrow that it is highly unadvisable for you to discharge yourself so soon after a trauma like this, but your brother explained the situation to me and I have all of the paperwork here. I do advise you to see another doctor as soon as you get settled."

"I will." Chris said with a small smile as Bobby tucked a light blanket around her to ward off the chill of early March nights in Boston. As soon as the doctor left, she asked Bobby, "What's going on?"

"Jerry has the car downstairs now waiting for us." Bobby answered, "We already went and got your shit from Chrystal and Jack and Angel charmed a couple of young pretty nurses into distracting your guard dogs. We have to move and we have to do it now."

Chris nodded as Angel poked his head in the door and said, "Let's roll."

Bobby quickly wheeled her out of her room and she could see two of Billy's lesser gang members with their backs to the room as two pretty girls in white nurses uniforms flirted heavily with them. Luckily, Chris's room had not been that far from the end of the corridor where it turned to the left towards a bank of elevators. They hurried as much as they could, not wanting to draw attention to themselves, and were soon in the lobby where Jerry had Bobby's beat up Oldsmobile parked at the front door and still running with Jerry behind the wheel and Angel and Jack in the back.

Jerry jumped out and helped Bobby to get her in the backseat between Angel and Jack, who were craning their necks around to make sure they weren't being watched. Jerry and Bobby both jumped back in the front seat with Bobby driving as he pulled out of the hospital parking lot. They were all silent as Bobby followed the signs that would take them to the expressway and out of town while Chris watched the scenery pass by the window to her left where Jack was sitting. He sent her a sympathetic glance and covered her hand with his, squeezing it slightly in comfort as Angel rubbed her shoulder.

As they reached the expressway ramp, the tears that Chris had been holding back for the last few days burst forth and Angel pulled her onto his lap and cuddled her head into his broad chest as he and Jack both soothed her by making shushing noises while she said goodbye to Boston.

While she said goodbye to Billy.