RECAP: "Oh baby, what happened to you?" Gemma questioned, looking over the young woman's face
She merely looked down and her bloody legs before a fresh wave of tears fell down her face.
"Lyla, go get Tara. NOW!" Gemma ordered as she doubled over in pain once more
"It... hurts." She cried, holding her stomach tightly
"What the hell, Gemma?" Tara asked, looking between her and the obviously distressed woman before her
"Can you tell me who did this?" Gemma asked as Tara examined her
"We need to get her to a hospital. Right now." Tara stated
"Why can't you look over her here?" Gemma questioned, eyeing her daughter-in-law suspiciously
Gemma knew the girl wouldn't want to go to the hospital and go through all the red tape bullshit.
"Because she's pregnant!" Tara yelled, making the Martriarch gasp in shock
Gemma told the latest prospect to bring her Lexus around after getting some shop towels. The nervous kid took off not wanting to piss the Martriarch off. Gemma held the crying, shaking girl in her arms. She knew better than to press the issue but was determined to find who had done this to the poor girl. Then she began to wonder where the fuck her husband was at. Suddenly the girl began to drift in & out of consciousness which really made Gemma worry. Suddenly the prospect got her car and tried to help load her up.
Hearing the girl moan in pain nearly broke Gemma's heart. Tara sat in the back tending to all the wounds she could while Gemma headed straight for the Charming hospital. Once they arrived, Lilia was rushed to the ER thanks to Dr. Tara Knowles. While she waited, Gemma called her husband.
"Hey baby!" Clay cheerfully asked as soon as he'd answered the phone
"Clay, I'm at the hospital." Gemma solemnly stated
"WHAT?"
"The prospect, the one who's year is almost up, his wife stumbled into the parking a fucking mess. Tara and I rushed her to the hospital." Gemma told him
"Is she ok?" Clay questioned, on alert
"I don't know yet. It was bad, Clay. Very bad." Gemma retorted
"How bad?"
"Clay, she was... pregnant. Whoever beat her, they beat her so badly I think she miscarried. There was blood running down her legs." Gemma stated with a shudder
"Me and some of the boys will be up there soon. Stay there and see what else you can find out." Clay instructed before they hung up
Gemma stayed in the waiting room until the boys arrived. The only thing that the doctor told her was that she would most definitely be spending a few days in the hospital but couldn't give any more information about her condition at the time since they were still doing tests. Clay seemed to be deep in thought. It actually surprised her when Tig was the one who asked how the girl was. She reported what she knew. As she looked around to see who had come, she noticed her husband was not with them.
It had gotten very late so Clay escorted Gemma home. Before he left, he made sure someone would stay with the girl at all times. He was afraid this was an attack by a rival MC and she was a message to the rest of them. Even though her husband was just a prospect, he was still wearing a kutte and therefore she was protected too. He hated hearing her being beaten so badly and he wanted to find out who had done it so they could get their revenge and move on.
Tig was staying over-night with the girl while Clay had Juice trying to track down her husband. Bobby thought perhaps a rival MC had taken him out then turned on his wife. Tara gave the go-ahead for them to stay in the girl's room so when she was finally wheeled in, Tig was already sitting there. He watched as Tara took the girl's vitals and the nurse got her hooked up to several IV's. Once the nurse left the room, Tig turned his attention to his VP's 'ol lady.
"What's wrong with her?" He questioned
"Other than having the living shit beat out of her?" Tara retorted, anger dripping through her voice
"We didn't do this, no need to get pissy with me! Any news I can relay to Gemma?" Tig stated
He watched as Tara sighed and mentally argued with herself before answering.
"Tig, that poor woman has been in a long-term abusive relationship. She's broken nearly every bone in her body at one point or another. Lots of bones that were never set which means she never saw a doctor to help the bones heal properly. Old and new bruises & lacerations." Tara told him
"So someone has beat her to the point of breaking bones & never let her see a doctor?" Tig asked for clarification
Tara nodded as she looked over the woman's chart.
"Gemma said something about blood running down her legs..." Tig trailed making Tara gasp
Running her hand through her long, dark locks, Tara looked up into Tig's eyes, "She was pregnant. This beating... whoever did it... literally beat the kid out of her. It was so horrific she miscarried. She's got 2 broken ribs, several deep tissue bruising along her back, and a broken nose."
Tig sat down and took in the information he had been given. The Sons did NOT condone domestic abuse. Sure he'd been plenty pissed at a woman before but he would never touch one in that sense. Sure their club was full of violence. The more he thought about the woman who was still unconscious and what he knew about her & her past, his anger just rose. While Tara was doing some "doctor stuff", as Tig called it, a nurse came in with some new paperwork. Tara's angry face made Tig wonder what those papers had said.
"She's been raped. Repeatedly. On a regular basis." Tara stated, anger dripping through her normally calm voice
"What? She's mar..." Tig stated before it clicked
Long-term physical abuse, repeatedly raped. There's only one person who would have access to her enough to do that. He couldn't do anything, especially not having any real proof. He called up Juice and had him dig more into the prospect. Smiling to himself, he grabbed the remote to watch some TV. A few hours later, he exited her room to ask a nurse to bring him some coffee. Standing by the nurses station he noticed someone who looked very familiar but with the distance between where the woman's room was and the nurses station, he couldn't be entirely sure. Tig quickly retreated back into the girl's room.
He immediately dialed Clay to let him know that something was up. The President told him he'd send Juice & Chibs over to keep him company and help keep an eye on things. Tig stood at the door, ready to strike if need be, and tried to watch the guy he was sure he knew. He sat back down to watch tv and keep an eye on the still unconscious girl. Juice was busy doing his requested intel on his laptop while Chibs took a "stroll" to see if he could spot the guy Tig had seen.