Disclaimer: Refer to Chapter 1

It had almost been a week since Brianna blew up at Clay and told Chibs to fuck off. She felt bad for what she said to Chibs and for slapping him. She knew he was just trying to calm her down and help her, but she couldn't stand the idea of some man she didn't know thinking she wasn't good for anything other then getting on her knees or laying on her back.

I have a brain, god damn it! She thought as she walked around her tiny little two-bedroom house, a migraine setting in. "Fuck, I don't want have to deal with all this right now!" she grumbled under her breath as she heard a knock on her door.

"Hi Brianna," Tara said as the door opened.

"Hey Tara, what's up?" She asked as she walked back to allow Tara to come in. After she shut the door she headed over to the couch.

"Wanted to come by and see how you where holding up," Tara was still in her scrubs, letting Brianna know that she had stopped by on her way home to Jax and the boys. "Jax was wondering about you as well. He told me Chibs went by the Town Club today, but your bar tender told him that you hadn't been in all week."

"Why would he care?" She asked shyly. She figured he had written her off as just another crazy bitch after what happened at the club last Friday night. "I wasn't exactly the sweetest thing that day."

"You had every right to blow up. Clay had no right in calling you a crow-eater, and with the way Tig is always talking to you whenever he's around. I would have punched them in the face." Tara said as she settled comfortably on the couch, getting ready for a nice bout of girl talk. "Jax even said that Chibs and Clay got into it that night after a few beers. I was kind of disappointed I had to stay home with the boys."

"Oh my god. Is he okay? Clay isn't going to hurt him is he?" Brianna leaned forward, worry clearly written on her face for the man that was twenty plus years her senior. "I didn't want to cause any problems like that for Chibs, or any of the guys," She shook her head as one crazy thought after another ran through her head. What if Clay kicks him out? What if Chibs has an "accident"?

"Brianna!" Tara snapped. She saw that Brianna was starting to scare herself with worry. "Clay won't do anything. The boys always fight over stupid shit, especially when you add alcohol. You should know that working in a bar. Clay won't hurt Chibs for anything you said to him. Between you and me, Clay fucking deserved you going off on him."

"I don't even know why I care so much. I mean it's not like we are dating or ever will," Not that I wouldn't say no to the offer, she thought as she tried to hide her thoughts from the woman sitting across from her.

"True, but you need to let him know that it is okay for him to come see you. Otherwise, he'll just pop into the bar when he's going to be at one of the neighboring stores."

"I know, I know. I just feel like such a bitch and an idiot for blowing up at him. He was trying to keep me calm and make sure I was okay," Brianna twirled the ring on her middle finger nervously. She wasn't sure if she wanted to face the man yet or not. She didn't really have a handle on her feelings and after the way she ended up married six years earlier, she was scared of even trying to analyze her feelings. "How are the boys?" She asked, trying to change the subject.

Tara went along with the change of subject, and soon the women were talking about different takes on parenting, schooling, and day care. They talked about pasts and where they hoped they were headed. Tara was looking forward to her wedding and was hoping Brianna would help her with it. Brianna was hoping that her future had a marriage that was based off love and not the fact that she became a man's responsibility because she was pregnant with his child.

A couple hours later Tara and Brianna said their goodbyes and Tara finally headed home to her men.

"Scotsman, you really need to just suck it up and either let her go, or go to her," Jax said as he sat at the kitchen table waiting for Tara to get home. She had sent him a text before she left the hospital letting him know where she was going to be. "I'm sure she feels like shit for telling you to fuck off and hitting you. Shit, I was shocked she even let those foul words cross her pretty lips, but slapping you? That was a shocker"

Chibs had stopped by to see how Jax was doing. He had only been out of jail for about a month and Chibs wanted to see how he was handling it since he was in for two years. He hadn't expected the younger man to bring up the feisty little bar tender.

"Ha, you should have heard her when she dropped a damn bottle on her toe. She could out swear a sailor; if her outburst was anything to go by," Chibs said, a small smile coming to his lips as he recalled the sound of "fuck" crossing her lips over and over.

"Seriously, brother. Quit pussy footin around and go to her house and check on her. I already know you've been by the bar a few times this week," Jax got up and tossed his beer bottle in the trash, just then Tara walked through the front door.

"Hi honey," She kissed his cheek as he pulled her into a hug. "Poor girl is so worried about what Clay will do to Filip because of her outburst I thought I was going to have to smack her upside the head. She really does care for the man, but I think her past has burned her a little too much," She walked into the kitchen, looking over her shoulder at Jax that she completely missed Chibs sitting at the table.

"She's worried about me? Why?" Chibs voice brought Tara up short.

"Shit. You weren't supposed to hear that," She said as her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"Too late. Now tell me woman, why is she worried?" Chibs couldn't understand why that made him happy and irritated at the same time. She's got more important shit on her plate to worry about then some forty-eight-year old man!

"She didn't want you to get the backlash because she went off on Clay for calling her a crow-eater," Tara said with a shrug of her shoulder, as if saying 'what can you do?' "And it probably didn't help that I let slip you and he had gotten into it later that night."

"Let slip?" Jax asked with a chuckle behind his words. He knew his soon to be wife too well. She had planted that seed in the hopes that the two love birds would stop fighting their attraction to each other.

"Yes, I let it slip by accident," Tara turned to the fridge to hide the smile that was crossing her face. She wasn't always good at lying. I may have to bring Gemma in on this one, she thought to herself as she pulled a bottle of Diet Pepsi out and took a long pull from it. "Alright boys, I'm off to bed." She walked up to Chibs, hugged him and placed a kiss on his cheek before saying, "Chibs, go to her. Trust me. She wants you to, even if she doesn't know it yet herself." With that she walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.

Chibs took her advice. He said a quick goodbye to Jax and then was out the door and on his bike in seconds. He didn't want to waste anytime. He didn't care that it was almost midnight. He had to see the younger woman. She lived just up the road from Jax and Tara so five minutes later found Chibs turning his bike off. As he walked up to the house he heard Nine Inch Nails song Closer finish up and then Metallica's I Disappear blare out her speakers. Even with all the windows shut he could make out the lyrics. He shook his head as he noticed a smile on his lips as he pounded on the door, making sure that she would hear it over the music. He heard the music turn down and stepped back so she could see him clearly through the peephole.

"I warned you when I moved it there would be nights like this. Not to mention you had yours blaring until four am last night!" Brianna yelled irritably as she wrenched the door open. "So what the fuck could be the issue? Oh, Filip."

"Hiya Darlin"