Tara drove with determination to get to Gemma and also to Tig, the man that had completely taken over her heart, something that was completely unexpected but she couldn't be happier but the consequences of everything else was going to expand within a matter of time but right now Tara wasn't going to think about it. She had other things to think about, the matter of Abel, of Jax, of Gemma but right now and above she was thinking about Tig. Especially with knowing that Tig had gotten shot messing around with the caregiver, it was killing her that he had done that? Why had he done that?

Tara wiped away the stray tear that had slid down her cheek at the thought of Tig getting relief somewhere else, because he wasn't able to with her, if he truly cared about her then he would of waited for her, why her? Why the caregiver?

Tara kept driving and decided not to think any more of the situation until she got there and had more facts so she kept driving all the way till she got to Gemma's parent's house and walked inside, with bags and all. By the time that she had gotten to the house, it was towards morning time.

She walked over to Gemma and was swept within her arms then they pulled away from each as she followed her to where Tig was in the kitchen and at the table with a towel pressed against his back and as soon as he saw her, his face lit up but Tara remained cold as she blankly stared back at him which he caught so the light within his face dimmed a bit.

Gemma was oblivious to the emotions that was running throughout the room and helped Tara with her stuff. Tara placed her bag on the table then opening it began to pull gauzes, tape and bandages out of the bag, setting them out so that she may be able to use them within hands reach. She walked over to Tig who had removed the towel from his back and she saw that the bullet had been pulled out. She looked at him questioningly, avoiding looking within his eyes.

"Gemma had to pull it out doc, we couldn't go to the hospital so she had to pull it out, look if it's not that bad…" he trailed off as Tara rested her hand on his warm back and he gave himself the momentary moment to just indulge of her sweet, warm hand upon his back, helping it heal as if no other medicine has. Tig closed his eyes at the pleasure of it all that he hadn't even realized that she cleaned it up and had it bandaged until Gemma pointed out to Tig that he was taken care of, Tig snapped his eyes opened and looked over his shoulder at her but she wasn't even looking at him, she was talking with Gemma as she began packing her bag right back up.

Tig gave her a thank you nod as he rose up from the table then Tara looked over to at Gemma, completely avoiding Tig's gazes and concentrated on talking to Gemma. Gemma had no idea what had happened to Abel, when that had happened so Tara avoided talking about it even though talking about Abel hurt more for she did love that little boy more than anything. Tara was hoping that he was ok.

"Listen Nate is in his room somewhere let me go check on him to make sure he is ok" she commented. Tara nodded then walked into the living room, taking it in and trying to ignore the raging feelings inside her. Tara knew she was playing with fire; the wrong thing was to allow herself to get too deep into this matter with him. Why let herself get deep into a feeling where she wasn't aware of the returning feelings. Tara was at a good place with Jax, they we're figuring stuff out with one another and when they got Abel back, all will be perfect.

"Hey Doc thanks again" came the voice of an tantalizing devil, Tara closed her eyes and steeled her will then turned to face him, his blue eyes begging a bit of forgiveness but at the same time he was just so cool that it was unnerving for her to see him so calm. Tara just stared coolie back at him.

"You're welcome but I believe you should take it easy for a bit" she ordered. She didn't want to talk to him, she should have known that Tig couldn't commit, she almost came close to ruining one of the best relationships of all time for what? Someone that didn't seem to matter to them so the screwed the first girl they had a chance.

"You ok Tara?" Tig asked. Tara shook her head and practically growled in frustration then grabbed her medical bag as she went into the room that Gemma said that she could stay when she remembered something.

"Where is she? The caregiver?" she wondered. Tig knew that question was bound to come up and he wasn't stupid, he knew that's why she was upset. He hadn't meant to do that and hurt her but reality was, she belonged to a brother, a member of his family. How could he even think they could be together? Tara and Jax we're high school lovers who recently found each other once again, who was he to stand in the way of that? How could he? So he just did what he did best, fuck things up that meant something to him. That included Tara so he felt he should just step aside all together.

Tara waited with baited breath to see what his reply was but it never came then they heard Gemma calling out for Nate. Tara forgot Tig and went to see if Gemma was ok and why she was desperately calling for Nate.

"What's going on?" she asked. Gemma looked frantic, running a hand through her ruffled hair. Tig looked on concerned as well but he was also eying Tara with her low cut t-shirt then Gemma answered.

"Nate's gone" oh boy, now what needed to be done? Tara stepped forward placing a hand on Gemma's shoulder.

"Well where could he have gone?" she asked. Gemma was trying to think but the concern for her father was out weighing her ability to think. Tara then thought hard a little bit then she realized something.

"Well actually I did hear a car a little while back" she explained. That worried Gemma even more and she rushed out of the room to go check out the driveway with Tara right behind and the scanned the road.

"Should he be driving?" asked Tara. Gemma covered her eyes from the sun, trying to keep calm.

"Depending what decade he thinks he's cruzing in" she answered. Tara was getting worried here but not as much as Gemma was at the moment.

"Well somebody has to know what his routine is" she remarked. Then Gemma got a look pass over her face.

"Someone does" she muttered as she turned to renter the house and they walked to the basement door, Gemma opened in and they began to descend the stairs then when they reached the bottom to Tara's utter shock saw a young woman, which she took to be the caretaker, in a wheelchair and taped to it in a sense of prisonment. Tara looked at Gemma questioningly but Gemma just looked deathly cool about it.