A/N: I want to thank everyone who has shown their support of this fic. It's very hard to write but I've finally churned out another chapter! I hope you enjoy it. Just know that I have not forgotten about it but I'm just having a hard time getting it written the way I want to. Enjoy this long awaited chapter!

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Tig looked over at her and watched as she looked down in shame. She had displeased him and knew she was going to be in trouble for it. She had cried in front on others. It was a sign of weakness. Weakness needed to be punished.

"Sorry for what? You've been through hell. Jason's a fucking idiot! You didn't do anything wrong!" Tig exclaimed making her quickly look up at him curiously

"For... being... so... and..." She could barely get the words out as she had started gasping for air once more, "...weak... and... know... punishment..."

"Huh?!" Tig asked, watching as she grabbed the side of the bed where she was sitting

A knock could be heard so Tig yelled for whoever it was to 'piss off'. Chibs yelled from the other side of the door he had the girl a bottle of water and her next round of medicine. When he entered the room he discovered the girl was starting to hyperventilate again. Chibs did all he could but knew he'd have to give her another shot to calm her down. When he went to take a hold of her arm to give her the shot, she all but jumped back on the bed to where she was pressing herself against the wall. Tig sighed knowing what was coming.

"Doll, you gotta let him give you this shot. It will calm you down." Tig stated

She just looked at him and bit her lower lip. She didn't want to take the shot but knew she'd be severely punished if she disobeyed him. It made her cry all the harder. Chibs told the SAA to sit on the bed with her to help calm her down so he could give her the shot. Having Tig nearby seemed to ease her apprehension slightly and she finally moved close to Tig. He moved her so she was lying across his lap on her right side, her right arm was around his waist and he moved her left arm so it was resting on his shoulder. The resident medic finally injected the clear liquid into her arm. It made Chibs and Tig both very sad that they had to drug her up to calm her down but it was a necessary evil. Chibs left the pair alone while the drug began to take effect. She was still crying but seemed to cling to Tig like a life raft.

Gemma immediately wanted to know how the girl was doing. Looking back at the hallway to the dorms, Chibs explained what they had to do. It made Gemma sad to hear it but there was nothing she could do right now. Clay was having "a few words" with Jason and everyone else seemed to be talking amongst themselves.

Tig sat on the girl's bed, listening to her cry, feeling her hold onto him like her life depended on him. Why was he feeling so protective over this girl? He had a hand in killing both her father and her husband. Did she cling to him because she saw how forceful he was? When he was sure she was asleep, he picked her up and moved her to lay properly on the bed. As he stood up, she grabbed ahold of his arm.

"What's wrong?" Tig questioned

She didn't say anything but moaned slightly.

"Doll?" Tig asked, looking closely at her

She was still asleep. Having to drug her to calm her down did something to Tig. Now he was one who never minded using drugs on others to get what he wanted out of them. This girl was in a whole other bracket. Her hand finally eased up on his arm. With a heavy sigh, Tig quietly left her room. What on Earth was he going to do with her? When he emerged from the girl's room, Clay nodded towards Church. Tig sighed once more. He really hoped this had to do with club business instead of his business! Upon entering the sacred room, he found Clay, Piney, Juice, and Gemma sitting around the table. So much for club business!

"Ok, we're all here. Tell us what you found." Clay stated to Juice

"Well Gemma discovered she gave birth at 14. Uh, well she also gave birth at 15, 16, and 17. From what I've gathered none of the fathers were the same. The files I found suggest they were all...uh... a lot older than her." Juice stated

"Son of a bitch!" Piney exclaimed angrily

'What else?" Gemma asked, almost afraid to hear what the intel officer had to tell them

"Well... she's broken nearly every bone in her body at one time or another starting around when she was 10. When she was 18..." Juice stated before coughing, "...she was involved in a...uh... girly accident."

"What the fuck does that mean?!" Tig yelled

Juice passed a paper over to Gemma to let her read it. Tig watched the Matriarch carefully as she read the paper. Her face contorted in disgust before throwing the paper down. Everyone looked to her.

"When she was 18 he beat her something awful then used a hunting knife to violate her womanhood. It messed up her reproductive tract to where she can't have children any more. In fact that incident nearly killed her." Gemma tried to explain

"He stuck a hunting knife in her... uh, womanhood?" Tig questioned, unbelieving one human could actually do that to their own flesh and blood

"Micah was and will always be one sick son of a bitch. Glad he's out of her life." Piney stated

"Tig... um, there's going to come a time when she actually expects you to, well, want things from her." Juice stated

"What do you mean?" Tig questioned, getting annoyed at Juice's lack of just stating things

Juice had become very uncomfortable. It made Tig very suspicious. Seeing Juice and Tig, Gemma finally decided to explain things.

"What he means is that due to everything she's endured over the years, there's going to come a point when she expects you to expect sex from her. This is what she's been conditioned to believe. She will do whatever you tell her to." Gemma stated

Tig frowned. He could get any piece of tail he wanted any time he wanted it. The sweet-butts and crow-eaters through themselves at him and his brothers. To know that she thinks he will expect her to give him sex actually upset him. He had never forced any woman to have sex with him and he was not about to start now. If they had sex, even if she were willing, he would still feel like he was forcing it on her. Of all the things he's done for the club, that was one of the few things he could NOT put up with!

Clay dismissed everyone not able to hear much more from Juice. Tig stormed out of the chapel making most of his brothers look on with interest. Juice went back to what he had been assigned to do. Gemma watched as Tig straddled his bike then burned rubber out of the parking lot. He was, well, confused. Yes, that was the best word Gemma could think of. Sure he was pissed at what had been discovered about Lilia. Tig was confused. Confused as to what to do with her. Confused as how to handle her. Confused as how to handle the inevitable.

Piney went to the bar to get a shot of Tequila. Jax wondered what was going on. Had Tig been reprimanded for something?! No, Tig does exactly as Clay tells him too. Jax couldn't help but wonder why Clay was being so secretive suddenly. He didn't seem to want to talk much about the girl they had saved from her husband and father. He looked over to his mother who only gave him a sad smile. With a shrug of his shoulders, Jax got back to work on some snotty woman's Lexus. Tig did not return to the Teller-Morrow shop until near dusk.

Lilia had finally woken up from the shot she had been given but remained in her room. She was afraid to leave the confines of her room.