I don't own any of the SOA characters.

A/N Warning mild swear words in this chapter.

Juice was pissed off, everytime he tried to close his eyes to get some rest Piney shot a blast of oxygen into him. The pressure that Piney had pushed it up to on bottle meant that everytime he did it, it hurt. His head was throbbing enough with out that crazy old man doing that. He thought to himself 'he does that again and I swear I am going to find someway to get free from this rubble and hit him with that fucking oxygen bottle of his'.

Piney in his half laying/sitting position where he was, chuckled at the angry look on Juice's face. He knew what the young man was thinking, Juice probaly wanted to snatch his oxygen bottle from his hands and clout him with it, if he had been the one who some 'crazy' old man was doing that to, he would have done it before now. He thought to himself 'what are the young like nowadays, thinking something but then not actually doing it'.

"Got your attention back have I Juice, You're not going to go to sleep on me again?"

Juice just glared at him.

Outside of the wrecked building that was once the garage and office, Tara was checking out peoples injuries along with the nurse (Dog's Daughter) who had come with her and Unser. Unser had got on the radio and was talking to Hale, he had informed him that he and the Doc were at TM and that there were people trapped in the garage. Hale promised to send help as soon as he could but Unser knew that Hale would make sure that any available help went to the rest of the town first before he sent it to Teller Morrow, such was his hatred for the SONS.

Tara was checking over the customer who had sprained her ankle when she and Gemma had rushed out of the building. The woman was familiar to Tara but she wasn't sure where she had seen her before.

"How's it looking Doctor? there's nothing broken, I already know."

Tara glanced up at her from where she was examining the womans ankle. She thought to herself 'I know this woman but where from'. The woman was smiling at her as she struggled to remember where she knew her from, oh she was stumped and it annoyed the hell out of her. Gemma approached while Tara was having her internal dialogue about who the woman could be.

"How's everything going Doc, no bones broken."

Before Tara could answer the woman did.

"No Mrs Morrow no bones are broken, as I already pointed out earlier!"

"Yeah well, I want to make sure... you did help with some of the injured making sure people here were alright."

"I didn't have much choice Gemma, it's my job."

"Your Job?" Gemma was puzzled.

"I'm a Doctor, just as Tara here is." She said smiling even wider as she looked at Tara, 'really' she thought looking at her former student, 'sometimes Tara is still vague about remembering people'.

As soon as the lady said she was a Doctor, Tara knew straight away who she was.

"Doctor Marston...What are you doing here in Charming?" Tara stammered.

"Just passing through on my way to a convention in Los Angeles," she told Tara, "Thought I would pop in and see my favourite student at her workplace."

Gemma listened to the exchange between the woman.

"So Tara was one of you students was she?"

"She was and one of the best I'd ever seen."

"Doctor Marston was my cardiology lecturer at Medical school, she's one of the country's most eminent heart surgeons, Gemma." Tara told her. "It's good to see you again Doctor...although I wish it could have been at a better time. I'm sorry but I need to check on other patients, if you are alright?"

"I'm perfectly fine, go and check the other patients, Gemma and I will just sit here a while and talk...or find something else to keep our minds occupied. I'm sure we can find something to do."

Inside the wrecked garage Piney was telling Juice about some of the things that they use to do to the prospects in the early days. Nothing particuarly nasty, well it did depend on what people termed as nasty. Piney was grinning like a Cheshire cat when he told him about one particular prospect who they had found asleep when he was supposed to have been on guard duty during a party.

"We hauled him all the way down to the front of the police station, stripped him off and hoisted him up the flagpole and left him there for the police to find the next morning."

Piney laughed as he told Juice. Juice grinned as well at the thought of some poor prospect swinging in the wind so to speak, from the towns flagpole. Piney once he had stopped laughing continued talking.

"It was one of the most horrible nights you can imagine, rain was pissing down like anything and man was it cold...Do you know what?... that fucking prospect didn't even wake up. From being dragged there from the lot, being stripped off and then hoisted up."

"Bet he didn't come back after you did that to him."

"Oh he did Juice, at the time didn't think he would, but he did. Then a few months later he got his patch."

Juice wondered who the prospect was and asked Piney.

"Who was the propect?"

"Tig."