As the ambulances pulled out of TM, there was a sadness lingering over the clubhouse that day.
There President was just shot by his mother and his dead wife was back from the grave revealing she was attacked by the same venomous woman, Gemma Teller Morrow.
As much as the club planned on watching Gemma's ass get arrested and following her down to Stockton to make sure she made it there, they had bigger concerns, the survival of their President.
"call Alvarez, let him know what just went down and that we won't be making the meet tonight, also call Jury and fill him in on our queen and let them know how we voted and what their votes going to be too." Bobby said as he barked out orders to Happy.
"The rest of you, follow me to St. Thomas"
The club agreed and followed suit behind Bobby.
The ride over to the hospital seemed like it was taking forever. As the EMTs were taking Tara's vitals, Opie sat close by holding her hand praying that she and the baby were going to be alright. After all she has been through, Gemma still got to her and now she might lose the baby after all. And Jacks promised to protect her forever not realizing that he was going to have to protect her from his mother shooting at her. All of these thoughts ran through Opie's mind as tears streamed down his face.
"Donna keep them safe baby, I can't lose my brother and sister too." Opie said as he held Tara's hand and prayed to his late wife.
The ambulances pulled up to St Thomas and Opie jumped out.
Jacks and Chibbs pulled up right before him and he could see Jacks covered in blood and a worrisome look on Chibbs face.
3 doctors and a bunch of nurses came running out to assist them.
Margaret Murphy was there too.
"Don't worry boys there both in good hands, well do everything we can" she said trying to reassure a clearly worried Opie and Chibbs.
They both shook their heads in thanks and followed them into the ER.
About 15 minutes later, the rest of the MC had arrived, along with Unser and Nero. They both still were unaware of the previous events that happened today and were confused as hell as why Gemma would shoot at Tara.
As the club made their way to the waiting room, they walked in to see these 2 huge men, sitting with their heads down both with tears in their eyes. Chibbs had out his Rosary beads and was praying for his family.
No one said a word. Everyone just took their seat and waited for what they hoped was good news.
About an hour later, Margaret Murphy came in. Opie leaped up from his chair and ran over to her.
"How are they? Are they ok"! He shouted in her face trying to keep his composure as Chibbs and Bobby followed behind putting their arms on Opie's shoulder.
"well I have some good and bad news boys" You could see the fear in their eyes praying that the news wasn't as bad as they all were used to hearing, another member dying from a bullet.
"Tara and the baby are alright, she lost some blood but we gave her a transfusion and have her on a fetal monitor to keep an eye on the baby, so were going to keep her overnight to keep an eye on them."
"ayyy thank you Jesus. But what about Jackie boy?"
I wish I had better news, he lost alot of blood. The bullet hit his lung and he lost alot of blood. His lung collapsed so he is having difficulty breathing and is on a respirator. He needs another blood transfusion if he has any chance of surviving. Tara is a perfect match for him but unfortunately under these circumstances we can't take hers obviously, she needs her own transfusion."
"ayy Doc take my blood, I got plenty" Chibbs said sticking out his arm.
"Mine too" Bobby and Opie said.
"Well I was hoping you guys would offer. Unfortunately Jackson has a rare blood type, AB negative so finding a donor is tough. He and Tara really are perfect for each other.
"Well test us all, boys Jacks needs us" Bobby said calling over all of the club members.
"Ok I'll get the nurses ready to test you all, follow me." As Margaret led these leather kutte men around the hospital heads were turning but she didn't care. She knew how important Jacks was to Tara and she would do whatever she could to help.
About 20 minutes later most of the club members were back in the waiting room as they tested negative as match to donate blood. Happy was there last hope, and for a man who never smiled, Happy came out of the examination room with a big grin on his face.
I was a match. They just took the blood and I have to donate again in a few hours" All the club members cheered knowing that Jacks now had a better chance to survive thanks to Happy.