"Kozik!" Laura's squeal pierced the air and I looked up to watch her race across the parking lot and into the arms of the blonde biker. I sighed in aggravation. My fiancé was more trouble than she was anything else. I'd just gotten it through her head that she was not to be Opie's new Donna and there she was, rushing to throw her arms around a different brother. I watched as he hugged her back and lifted her off her feet to spin her around. Her laughter cut through the air and I couldn't help the slight smile that broke across my face. I watched as she showed him her ring in excitement and, even though I couldn't hear what she was saying, I knew what she was talking about.

"You know, she loves you a lot," Opie broke through my thoughts.

"And I love her too. She's mine," I reminded him.

"I know. She knows. We all know," he answered. "She's a good old lady, Juice. She's just really young. And head strong. That's what makes her Moon."

"Trust me, I know." I said shortly. I studied Kozik carefully. It wasn't that I didn't trust him. I just didn't want him to get any ideas about my girl.

"He's not a threat either."

"I know."

"I'm a brother, Juice. I care about Moon, as your old lady and as Donna's best friend. She's like a little sister to me," Opie informed me. "You can't pretend that doesn't mean anything."

"She can do whatever she wants. I'm just going to make sure she never puts herself in front of a gun for you again."

"I didn't know she was doing that. I wouldn't have let her do it. I freaked out when she answered the door to me while you were in the hospital. It was late at night and she was just in your shirt and…"

"Why were you at our house late at night while I was in the hospital?" I cut him off.

"It was the day Caracara burnt down when I couldn't reach her and I was really worried."

"What reason did you have to be worried? It's not like she was involved in Caracara."

"I just wanted to check on her."

"This conversation isn't over. We'll have it after the lock down, when this all blows over," I growled.

"Fine. But you can't be this stubborn forever."

"Try me."

I was laughing at Lyla's story about Kenny and Piper finding a pair of her "special" handcuffs when my phone rang. It was Juice. I held up my hand and ordered, "Wait just a minute. I have to answer this."

"Baby, Abel's been kidnapped. Half Sack's dead. Gemma's gone. We don't know what the fuck is going on. I need you out of town, tonight. Go back to college and don't come back until your term is over. You have a month and a half. I need you on a plane tonight. You can't be in Charming right now. Start saying your goodbyes now."

"But…"

"No buts. I told you that I'm not going to let you put yourself in danger for the club and I'm not. You're leaving."

"Juice…"

"I love you. Bye."

"I…" he hung up and I stared at Lyla with wide eyes.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Things are going to hell," I murmured.