I'm sorry for all the cliffhangers… BUT I learned for the best. Kurt Sutter did make all the episodes so far so mind blowing and leaves us wanting more!

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-Jennifer11

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sons of Anarchy or anything that Kurt Sutter created.

Clay's POV

Gemma dragged me onto the Ferris Wheel and then into the photo booth. Everyone seemed to be having fun, running around and goofing off. Just as Gemma and I were walking towards the Fun House, Juice came running up, "Yo, Clay, phone."

"Yeah?" I spoke into the phone. I listened for a few moments before snapping it shut. I barked at Juice, "Round up the guys. Gemma, find the girls."

Before we could get anywhere, deafening shots followed by screaming filled the air. "Shit!" Gemma swore as she ducked and I pulled her under me.

Opie's POV

As soon as I made it back to Lyla, I heard the gunshots. I blocked Lyla, covered her head, and got us both onto the ground before looking up to see what happened. I couldn't see Charlotte or Kozik through the crowd but I saw someone shady running towards the woods, in the opposite direction of the crowd.

"Chibs! Tig!" I yelled, seeing them fifty feet away from me. I chased after the hooded man and drew my gun out as they caught up to me near the edge of the trees. Chibs stooped and picked up the man's gun from where he had dropped it.

The three of us tore through the woods after the man. Tig shouted out, taunting the man, "Hey asshole, why don't you come back here like a real man?"

I kept my eyes peeled trying to find the black hoodie in the fading sunlight. I caught a glimpse of him and pulled the trigger.

Charlotte's POV

I was smiling up at Kozik and was ready to buy him a pretzel when I heard pops and then nothing. Things were moving in slow motion as I felt a sting and then a heavy weight on my chest. I tried to look around but everything was fuzzy.

"Kozik?" I breathed. I couldn't move, I could barely breathe. I tried not to panic but something wasn't right, Kozik wouldn't answer me. I heard screams and people running. What happened?

Kozik's POV

I froze when I heard the first shot. I felt Charlotte stiffen next to me and start to collapse, so I caught her and eased her to the ground, covering her body with mine. I moved quickly as the second, third, fourth, and fifth shots went off. I felt a sharp pain in my side and shoulder when people started screaming and scattering. I barely heard Charlotte say my name but I couldn't think about what happened to her. I watched as Opie, Tig, and Chibs sprinted after the shooter.

I winced as I pushed myself off of her, "Charlotte? Are you hurt?" I asked worriedly. Her eyes were closed and she didn't answer me. I checked her neck for a pulse and luckily found one. "Charlotte?" I asked again.

Her eyes fluttered open, "Koz?" She whispered, "What…?"

I sat got on my knees and checked her body for a bullet wound. I saw her bear was ripped, stuffing laying on the ground around us. I slowly moved the bear and saw that the bullet grazed her right arm, but it was bleeding badly. The bear saved her life. I'm so glad she's not hurt any worse. I ripped part of my flannel shirt and tied it around her bicep before looking up to see Gemma and Clay running towards us. Gemma surveyed the both of us briefly before pulling out her phone and calling for an ambulance.

Clay knelt next to me and helped me get Charlotte up into a sitting position. "Clay what happened?" I asked him.

He shook his head, "Got a call, James got loose, bad shit went down at the station."

"Do you think…?" I started. Clay simply nodded. He was trying to keep Charlotte calm; her wound was bleeding through the fabric already.

Gemma had gotten all the old ladies gathered and surrounded by Juice, Bobby, Miles, and Half Sack. Jax and Clay were talking to each other about what happened when they got the call to meet up with Opie, Tig, and Chibs.

I started feeling woozy but I didn't want to pass out, leaving Charlotte alone and unprotected. Gemma must have known because she called Tara over. That was the last thing I heard before blacking out.

Gemma's POV

The dispatcher said they'd send a ambulance as soon as they could but the incident at the police station caused there to be a shortage. Shit. At least Charlotte was the only one to get hit and that it was only a scratch. Wait, Kozik doesn't look to good. "Tara!" I yelled as Kozik's eyes started to roll back. That's when I noticed the blood.

Tara rushed over, catching Kozik's head before it hit the ground. She checked him for bullet holes and found two, one in his left shoulder and another in his left ribs. "Gem, we need to get him to a hospital, soon!"

I nodded and started delegating, "Miles, get the car. Bobby call Happy and get him to help the guys, also get Piney to bring the flatbed and pick up the bikes. Juice, Half Sack pick up Kozik and get him in the car. We gotta get to the hospital. Girls: help Charlotte to the car."

Tara kept pressure on Kozik's wounds while Miles drove us as fast as he could to St. Thomas. Charlotte looked pale, but she wasn't in as bad as shape as he was. When we pulled into the ambulance bay, Miles jumped out and opened the trunk, letting the doctors and nurses pull Kozik out and put him on a gurney. Lyla, Cherry, and Brie helped Charlotte into the E.R. to get stitched up and checked out. Tara hurried off with the other doctors to work on Kozik, quickly taking him into surgery.

Charlotte's POV

Kozik had been in surgery for a couple of hours. I was extremely worried about him. This is all my fault. He has to be ok. I need him to be ok. I thought as I winced. A nurse had put several stitches in my upper arm. I was admitted and put in a room alone to recuperate and get some fluids.

Gemma knocked on the door and came in, "Hey baby girl. You doin' ok?"

I nodded, trying to hold back tears, "Is he…?"

"Just got out of surgery. Tara and I pulled some strings. You'll see him soon." She answered as Tara came into the room.

"How's your arm?" She asked me as she read my chart.

"Fine. How's…?"

"Don't worry. He'll pull through. He was lucky." She said as she left the room for a while.

I looked down at my lap, "Gemma, I'm scared…" I started.

"Don't be. He's a tough guy. They all are. I promise everything will be fine." She said as she sat next to me and held my hand.

Thirty minutes later, the door opened. Lyla, Cherry, and Brie came into the room. They were worried about me but I was more concerned about Kozik. We all sat and made small talk, trying to avoid the main topic on all of our minds.

After another thirty minutes, Tara opened the door and an orderly pushed another bed into the room. Kozik was sedated and had a few bandaged on him as they parked his bed next to me. My eyes widened as I looked him over, he looks terrible but at least he was still alive, right? Will he forgive me for getting him shot at?

Juice, Bobby, Half Sack, and Miles came in to check on me and make sure Kozik was still breathing. Once they were satisfied, Gemma ushered everyone out, "Let's let them rest up. Charlotte, I'll be right down the hall. Miles and Half Sack will be right outside. Just holler and they'll get me."

I nodded and waited for them to close the door before lowering the side rail and reaching over to hold Kozik's hand. He'd been there numerous times for me. Just once, I want to be there for him. Surprisingly, our beds were close together. This doesn't seem standard. But I'm glad Tara and Gemma got us in the same room. I shifted onto my side and held his right hand with both of mine, watching him sleep and hoping he'd wake up soon to let me know he wasn't upset at me and he would survive.

It had been dark outside by the time we got to the hospital. I was so tired, but I wanted to be awake when Kozik woke up. I felt my eyelids growing heavy as the steady beeping of the heart monitor lulled me to sleep.

Kozik's POV

A dull pain shooting through my left side woke me up; I blinked awake and it took me a few minutes to realize I was in the hospital. Shit, where's Charlotte? I thought before my brain fully comprehended everything.

I looked around the room and saw Charlotte sleeping in a bed on my right. A smile crossed my face before the pain hit me again. Ouch. Who the fuck shot at us? Where were the guys? I turned my head towards the door on my left. I saw a leather cut through the small rectangular window; good they didn't leave her completely alone. I looked back at Charlotte sleeping. Gosh. She deserves so much more than me but I couldn't stomach her with anyone else. I wanted her in my arms, but I couldn't move my left side. Shit. I need painkillers. I finally decided I should call for a nurse, I pressed a button and hoped Charlotte wouldn't wake up.

The nurse came in and turned on the light, "Yes?"

"Is there anyway you can get me some more meds?" I asked "Also, can you get the guy outside the door with the goofy hair cut and tattoos on his head to come in here?" She simply nodded and clicked a couple buttons before leaving.

Juice came into the room, "What's up man?"

"What the hell happened?" I inquired quietly.

"You missed a lot bro." He said as he started to catch me up on what he knew.

Opie's POV

Tig, Chibs, and I hurried towards the man that was now slumped against a tree. He was clutching his shoulder and gasping, while still trying to crawl away from us. Tig pulled him up and slammed him against another tree. Chibs and Tig held him at gunpoint so he wouldn't try to get up. I looked down at him and realized I had only managed to shoot him in the shoulder.

Clay and Jax came hurrying up next to us, Jax informed us, "Happy's on his way. Still waiting to hear from Gemma about Kozik and Charlotte."

Clay stooped next to the bleeding man, "Hello James. Did you miss us?"

James glared up at him and spit, "You can't stop me. I will have Charlotte back."

I was getting so pissed. This psycho can't demand to have my sister back. Not after what he did to her. And no way is he ever going to be near her again. "Clay." I snarled. He looked at me and shook his head. Bobby and Chibs were holding me back as I tried to get to James and beat him to death.

"We wait for Happy." Jax told me. He knew I didn't want to but it was the right thing to do.

"Jax," I said quietly as I stopped struggling and pulled him aside. "Let me be the one to finish him off?" He nodded and agreed, shaking my hand then turning back to the man who had hurt us and Charlotte.

Clay, Jax, Bobby, Chibs, Tig, and myself stood around smoking some cigarettes for twenty minutes waiting for Happy. He finally came walking up to us in his normal callous, cold-blooded strut. No one said a word to him. He marched right up to James and pulled the sledgehammer from behind his back. We all grimaced when we heard the hammer crush bone; Happy had swung the hammer down and broken his right kneecap.

Happy continued to torture the man for another hour. It was pitch black out especially in the woods where we were. I watched from a distance, still smoking, trying to calm my nerves. Phil and Chibs were digging a hole to bury the man in while Tig joined Happy with the torment of the already bleeding man. By the time Jax came over to me to let me know it was my turn, James looked like hell and was barely recognizable.

I kneeled near him and forced him to look up at me as I held his throat tightly, causing him to choke on blood and spit. "You sorry yet? For all the agony you caused?" James just grunted and whined. I took the hammer and pressed down into his balls. "How about now?" He squealed and tried to move his already broken body. "I'm so glad we caught you, you bastard." I stood and pressed my foot down into his crotch. He tried to shake his head and deny what he did, "Go to hell asshole!" I shouted as I shoot him multiple times in the head and chest. When I had finished, I spit on him then turned and walked towards the parking lot.

Bobby, Jax, and Clay followed me while the rest of the guys disposed of the now dead man. Clay placed his hand on my shoulder, "I'm proud of you son." Was all he needed to say.

"Clay, have you heard?" I asked him as we stopped and stood near our bikes, waiting for everyone else.

"Yeah, Gemma says Kozik was in surgery but he should be out right about now. Charlotte's doin' fine, just shaken up."

"How'd he…?"

"A rookie at the police station was getting him out of the squad car and James jumped him, grabbed his gun, and tore the place up. Killed the rookie and put Hale in the hospital. Haven't heard how the chief is doin' yet."

"Shit. We gotta get over there."

"Yeah, but let's wait and all go together. Give Koz and Charlotte the full support of SAMCRO."

We all nodded and agreed with our president. After about thirty minutes, Chibs, Tig, Phil, and Happy came ambling out of the trees. "It's done." Tig confirmed.

Clay looked at all of us, "We gotta keep us whole. Let's get to St. Thomas and make sure nothin' else goes wrong."

Kozik's POV

"Shit Juice, you serious? James killed a cop and put Hale in the hospital? Was he aiming at Charlotte when he pulled the trigger?" I whispered, trying to not wake Charlotte up.

"Yeah, man. And chances are, he wasn't at first. We're just glad you're gonna pull through and that you were able to get her out of the line of fire." He responded.

"Yeah, me too. I just wish I could protect her better." I said looking down at her. The nurse had given me some more painkillers and they were making me woozy.

"Don't worry. The club will from now on. There's no way anyone else is getting to her." He was trying to be reassuring but I knew that now I had someone I really cared about, things would be a lot different.

"Juice, I'm getting tired. Make sure you and Sack are by the door?"

He nodded, "Wouldn't dream of leaving you hanging." He turned and left the room. I sank back against the pillow and held one of Charlotte's hands in mine, gently stroking the back of her hand with my thumb. I didn't want to pass out but the medicine was stronger than I was.

Charlotte's POV

I was having a peaceful dream and felt comfortable next to Kozik, but I jerked awake when I heard the door creak. My eyes flew open and I bite my lip to keep from screaming. I sat up in bed to try to defend myself when I realized it was only Opie.

I held my hand to my chest, "Oh, Opie, you scared me." I told him quietly.

"Sorry, Sis." He said apologetically as he sat in the chair next to me. "So you're feeling alright? How's your arm?"

I nodded and held up my arm, "The doctor or nurse said I'd be fine. Just had some stitches."

"Good." He gave me a weak smile.

"Is there something on your mind?" I asked him, noticing how somber he was.

"I don't want to upset you…" He started, "But, James was the one who…"

He didn't quite finish. I was starting to breathe unevenly, trying not to hyperventilate. "But… How…?"

"Well… when we found you, we had him but the cops took him to jail, he managed to break free and pulled a gun…"

"And David…?" I asked but I was scared to find out the answer.

Opie paused, "He's here, in another room, still unconscious."

"He's what!" I shrieked.

I scrambled out of bed and tripped towards the door. Opie tried to catch me, but I shrugged him off. Juice had opened the door to see what the commotion was about and I ran past him. I wildly looked up and down the hallway, seeing Gemma, Tara, and some of the guys staring at me. At the other end of the hallway, I saw a police officer standing outside of another door. I took off down the hall, he tried to stop me but I brushed past him.

As soon as I opened the door I saw David and tears sprang up in my eyes, "Oh David!" I cried out as I fell to my knees next to his bed. I didn't hear the door close and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I didn't know who it was but I knew that I didn't want anyone touching me. He can hurt me all he wants but I can't believe he went after David. I can never forgive myself for letting David and Kozik get hurt. I bet he's going to come back and finish us off.

As soon as the hand touched me, I started hyperventilating, "Don't Touch Me!" I yelped and jerked away. I pushed away from whoever it was and kept crawling backwards until I felt the safety of a wall behind me.

I trembled in the corner and curled into a ball, sobbing. I won't let him hurt me again. Please don't hurt me again. Poor David and Kozik, getting trapped in my mess. How could James do this?