Sitting around the picnic table with the club was her favorite part of the day. It was starting to get dark and the boys were almost done with work for the day. She was able to get her house up for sale and was thinking about finding a place to live in Charming. Not that she was in a big rush to move out of the clubhouse.
The explosion shook Kiera to her core but the sight of Chibs being flown across the parking lot stopped her heart. "No!" She screamed running across the parking lot in front of all the others. Her ears were ringing and she could feel the heat from the burning car. She fell to her knees in front of the Scot, ignoring the glass that broke through her jeans. Tig picked her up off the ground so the others could tend to him.
"Key," Tig tried calming her down, "ambulance is on its way. He's gonna be fine." Her nails dug into his arms, leaving half moons behind. She barely heard his whispers of comfort as the ambulance and firetrucks pulled up.
"I'm going with him." She tore away from Tragger as they started to load her friend into the ambulance.
She sat by that bed for days watching him. They had to put him in a medically induced coma because of the bleeding on his brain. Tara kept her updated with his progress. It took a while but the bleeding eventually stopped. Tara made sure to bring her some food and even showed her where she could take a quick shower. After the first fight she had with Kiera about going home, that almost got her a black eye, she relented to Kiera being there 24/7.
Gemma brought her changes of clothes and even took her dirty ones home took wash. She knew first-hand how stubborn her niece could be when she put her mind to something. What she did do was keep her updated on the boys while they were locked up.
Gemma walked into the room and Kiera knew something had happened. The tense look on her aunts face put her on high alert. "Aunt Gem, you don't hide anything on your face. What happened?"
She pointed out the door into the hallway. "I don't want him hearin' baby."
Giving the unconscious Chibs a quick kiss on the cheek, she followed Gemma out. "It's Juice sweetheart." She held up a hand before Kiera could react or interrupt her. "He's gonna be fine. Some Arian asshole stuck him in the yard. The boys don't have protection yet. I'm doing the best I can to get them out of there." The fierce look in her aunts eyes assured Kiera she would.
"God dammit," she ran her hands through her hair. "What can I do?" If they needed money she would find a way to get it to them. She would rob a bank if needed. Her house was up for sale but that could take time they didn't have.
"You are doing everything you can being here with Chibs." Gemma brushed her hair out of the girls eyes with a warm smile. "He needs someone here when he wakes up. It should be those big green eyes he sees. I'll take care of getting those guys home." She gave her a peck on the lips before walking away.
Watching Gemma walk away, she gathered herself before going back in the room. She saw his eyes open and rushed to his side. "Hey sweetie." She whispered.
"Angel," he mumbled from his drug induced haze before falling back asleep. She smiled and started to lean in to kiss his lips softly.
"Ye always were his little angel." The voice came through the doorway along with a scent that Kiera remembered from Ireland.
Kiera turned quickly to Fionna, Chibs' wife. "Fi, what the fuck?" Without thinking, she placed herself in front of Chibs.
"Came te check on 'im." She walked over, moving Kiera to the side and brushed a strand of hair from his face.
Kiera found herself torn. Fionna and her were friends they took care of each other in Ireland. Back in the states Kiera was loyal to the Sons and to Chibs. His wife wasn't welcome around them anymore. "You shouldn't be here. He comes unraveled around you and you know that." She reached for the gun she kept in her purse. "Jimmy?" Fear crept in her voice, fear she kept locked away for years.
"Yer safe." She said nonchalantly, still focused on the sleeping Chibs.
"The fuck I am. No one is safe with him around. I know you wouldn't have been allowed to just up and walk out of the country. Especially not back to him!" She was yelling now, Jimmy in the states was her biggest fear.
"Yer gonna wake him, lovey." Finally, she turned to Kiera but her voice was much more calm. Only she didn't realize that Chibs was awake and watching the whole exchange. He kept his eyes mostly closed so they didn't see him awake.
"Get out Fi. Ireland was one thing. I will not let you hurt him."
Fionna moved to place herself in Kiera's face. There were few people she was afraid of and Chibs' wife was one of them. "Leave me and my husband alone." The tone of her voice left nothing to guess. She would remove Kiera herself if needed.
"Go back to Ireland. Leave him be." She pushed past her and out into the hall, not looking back. If Jimmy was out there she needed to get back to the clubhouse as fast as she could. An orange rose was on her bike when she left the hospital. Jimmy was close and toying with her. She hoped the guys would be out soon, she needed them close.
Tara came to Kiera, she needed answers about Chibs. Jax was trying to convince her to let him stay at St. Thomas but he wouldn't give a reason. "I can't give you those answers, Tara. But Jax is right, you can't transfer him." She knew some of the story about Chibs coming to the Sons, just enough to make sure he stays safe.
"Why is he afraid of being transferred? You have to tell me." Tara knew she was risking her job keeping Chibs where he was.
"It's not my place. You have no idea about his past. About the shit he's done for this club."
"Then tell me!" She screamed.
"Jax would kill me!" Tara must have finally seen the fear in her eyes. "You haven't even seen the bad. And I pray to whatever god there is that you never will." She brushed past her, grabbed a bottle from behind the bar and went to the roof. It seemed to be the only place that was quiet around there.
Luann was dead, Cara-Cara was in ashes and Chibs was almost blown to bits. Everything was going to shit. One morning Kiera decided she needed something to get her mind off of everything that was going on. The nail salon was a small treat she gave herself from time to time. She let herself relax, just a little, for the first time in days.
Walking out with black nails and purple toes she had a smile until she saw her bike. Jimmy was actually sitting on her bike. The bike that was left to her after her father died. She looked around, praying a biker of hers would come around the corner. He put on that big toothy smile of his, the shit eating grin that he tried to use to get out of trouble.
"My beautiful Kiera." He started walking towards her. "Jesus how I missed ye, girl. And I swear yer even prettier than I remember." He let his eyes roam her entire body without shame.
"The fuck you want Jimmy?" She took a step back, ready to run if needed. He would never capture her again.
"Such language from someone so stunnin'." He clicked his tongue at her. "I jus' wanted te see ye while I was in town. Yer Chibs is keepin' ye all to 'imself."
"Leave him alone." She growled and stepped towards him without thinking. When it came to Chibs she always acted first. "He belongs to the Sons. And as the Daughter of the Sons he belongs to me." Her voice was low and she could barely feel her nails digging into her palms.
With one quick move he wrapped his hand around her neck. "Ye forget who yer talkin' te, love. I will kill 'im, Fi, Keriann and everyone else ye love. Then," he ran his free hand up her thigh, "I will burry myself in ye with their bodies on te floor." He placed a rough kiss to her lips and forced his tongue into her mouth. He squeezed her neck just tight enough to cut off her air flow before walking away.
Before getting on her bike she vomited up her lunch. Jimmy touching her, kissing her and just being in town turned her insides sour. Wiping her mouth, she got back on her bike and road back to the clubhouse. She would never tell anyone that she had seen him. First, they would lock her up in the clubhouse like she was a delicate little girl. Second, they would do something stupid for revenge and risk their ties with the Irish. And third, one or more could end up dead because of her and she could never live with that.
Kiera never went back to the hospital to check on Chibs. When he came home she could tell by the look on his face that he had seen Jimmy. He saw the tremble in her hand as she grabbed her beer and headed back towards her room. "Kiera." When she turned around it broke him to see the tears in her eyes. She was a mess but he just assumed it was because Jimmy was in the states.
"I won't let him hurt ye. He won't ever touch ya again. I swear it." He reached for her but she pulled away and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"No one can make that promise with him around. Especially you." Her voice was ice cold, shattering his heart. She knew she hurt him. One day she would make that right but now she hurt too much. All those memories she locked away came rushing back to crush her.
"Angel," he whispered as she turned back to her room and shut the door in his face.
She kept a low profile around the clubhouse for the next few days. She heard the rumors of Jax going Nomad. Gemma would have her say in that, it was club business she was staying out of. She didn't have the mental energy to try and deal with it anyway.
Kiera stood by Tara waiting for the vote. Not a word passed between. When she saw the patches gone from his cut she knew they made the wrong decision. Without a second look to Jax, she walked away. Going Nomad would take him away from his family and the club.
"Kiera," Tara called out. Jax stopped her "Let her go." Jax knew her better than anyone. He didn't just hurt the club, he hurt her too.
It was the night of Halfsacs funeral. She couldn't believe that kid was gone. She still remembered putting the knife to his throat as a joke when she first arrived. He was a good kid. He would have made a great biker one day. Sadly, he will never get the chance.
She stood by the all black coffin with her hand on his cut. "It was an honor to know you, Kip." She whispered. "When we get Abel back I'm going to tell him all about you and how you died trying to protect him. I promise you will never be forgotten." When she turned around Jax and Tara were waiting to give their respects. She hugged both of them before walking outside to clear her head.
Crying would wait, it was part of her position with the club to remain strong. Juice walked up and gave her a hug and kissed her cheek. "If you need anything." He offered again. That seemed to be his go-to line for her. She was starting to enjoy hearing it from him. Things had been a little strained between them but they still had their friendship. He just didn't need to know about her weekend with Chibs.
Smoking a cigarette, she stood off to the side watching everyone who had arrived. Pride filled her heart at the turnout. Halfsac would have been ecstatic at all these people here for him. Chibs came up and took a smoke from her offered pack. "Thought ye were quitting."
"Yeah well-" she was cut off by the sound of gun fire. Bullets raced across the crowd. Chibs pulled her down and threw his body over hers without second thought. When the firing stopped there was an eerie silence. Stunned people were trying to gather themselves and figure out what happened.
Chibs stood from Kiera then he saw the blood covering his hands. "No," he whispered at first, "NO!" He knelt down trying to find the wound. "Kiera, angel, speak to me."
She was awake but quickly going into shock. The pain radiated from her lower abdomen. She tried pulling up her shirt to show Chibs. He put his hands over the wound, yelling over his shoulder for help. "It's alright lovey, we're gonna get ye all patched up." The tears streaming down his face lead Kiera to believe otherwise. She heard so many shouts around them, she didn't want to think who else was hurt or worse. Before she finally passed out from the pain, she heard Chibs telling her over and over how much he loved her. She figured that wasn't the worse way to die; hearing how much she was loved by the man she loved.
