She sat back in her chair drinking a cup of coffee, staring at her coworkers as they prepared for a faculty meeting. It had been a hectic day, her students had been excited because it was the last day before the break. Truthfully, she was looking forward to the two weeks off.

The meeting got started, there was a disturbance in the other room, a man came busting through the door dressed in back. He was carrying a gun, he looked around the room, his eyes settling on Hailey. He opened fire on the room, the screams of faculty and staff could be heard, the shattering of glass echoed, then silence. The the distance sound of sirens could be heard to those that survived.

XXX

Unser pulled into TM's parking lot with his lights still on, came to a halt running towards the garage. Gemma came out to see what he needed.

"Is Opie here?"

"No, he's on a run."

"There's been a shooting at the school. I'm on my way there."

"Hailey? "

"I don't know Gemma. They shot up a teacher's meeting."

He got back into his car, heading towards the school, he prayed that Hailey was okay. He didn't want to think about the blow back that would happen if she wasn't.

XXX

Opie, Jax, and Tig were riding back towards Charming. Opie was anxious to spend time with Hailey and the kids. He had been gone for three days, he had missed them. They were still a hour away from home.

If he timed it just right, he could be there to pick her up from school.

XXX

Hailey slowly moved from underneath the table, she could hear moans and crying. She sat up, looking around at the mess, before she could get up the room was flooded with police. Unser spotted her, he ran to her side, pushing her back down on the ground.

"Don't move Hailey, you're hurt!"

"I'm fine."

"Sit, still! Let a medic check you out!"

She cut him a look but knew it wouldn't do any good to argue with him. She waited for a medic to come in, she pushed them away to others that were seriously injured. Not wanting to be in the way, she got up and walked out side into the cool night.

She looked down at the sleeve of her shirt, it was drenched in blood. She walked over to an ambulance and sat on the back of it, ripping the sleeve of her shirt off. She heard boots running towards her, she looked up and Chibs was standing in front of her.

"Lass, are you whole?"

"I'm fine."

He looked down at her arm. "We're you hit?"

"I think it's just from flying glass."

Chibs examined her arm, an EMT returned to the ambulance and took care of her wound. Chibs walked her across the parking lot to her car. She leaned against it, trying to calm her nerves. She looked up when she heard more motorcycles riding in, she knew that Opie was on of them.

They pulled up next to her and Chibs, Opie jumped off his bike looking at them.

"What the hell happened?"

"Someone came into the faculty meeting and started shooting."

He looked her over, seeing her bandaged arm. "We're you hit?"

"No. This was flying glass." He cupped her face kissing her, pulling her into his arms.

"There is one thing...the gunman looked right at me, before he started shooting. There was something about his eyes, they were familiar."

He pulled away from her. "Was he aiming for you?"

"I don't know..."

She laid her head on his chest, letting the fear over take her. She started to shake in his arms, she felt them tighten around her. He kissed the top of her head, in the late afternoon sun. He turned to look at Chibs, he was still leaning against her car.

"Thank you for taking care of her."

"No, problem brother."

The two men hugged Chibs walked across the parking lot to his bike and took off.

XXX

The police let her back into the school long enough for her to get her purse, and other belongs from her classroom. She walked back out to her car where Opie was waiting for her, she smiled at him, as she walked into his arms.

"Are you okay to drive home?"

She looked up at him nodding her head, she just wanted to go home. She climbed into her car, waiting for him to climb on his bike. Jax and Tig were still waiting around, they followed them home, she walked into the house dropping her bags on the floor.

She walked back to her bedroom, peeling her blood stained clothes off, throwing them in the floor. Pulling on a pair of yoga pants and t-shirts, she wandered back into the livingroom to find the three bikers waiting for her. She sat down on the couch, feeling a little worn out from the afternoons events.

"Do you want Tara to come over and look at that?" Jax pointed to her arm.

"It's fine."

She sat still waiting for one of them to speak, she could tell something was coming, that she wasn't going to like. The three of them were looking at the other, waiting for the other one to speak, she stood up and walked over to Opie. She grabbed his face, and looked into his eyes.

"Spill it! What's going on?"

"I need you to stay with me, at my house. I don't want you to be by yourself, until we catch this guy. This is twice now..."

She closed her eyes, she was going to have a permanent babysitter. "You've got two weeks, once I go back to school, forget it. I can't have someone hanging out at school watching my every move."

"Do you not understand, that someone is trying to kill you?"

"I understand that, but I'm not going to live in fear. I've done that for most of my life, and it's no way to live!" She walked away from him, heading into her bedroom to pack a bag.

"Hailey!"

She heard him call er name but she ignored him, and continued into her bedroom, she pulled out a suitcase and started throwing clothes in, he came into the bedroom grabbing her by the forearms. She winced in pain, clinching her jaw, he looked down realizing he'd grabbed her wound.

"I'm sorry! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! I mean it Opie, two weeks that's it."

"I'm trying to protect you and keep you safe! Why won't you let me?"

She closed her eyes, she knew how his wife had died. She knew that he'd be over protective of anyone that he cared about, she would have to tread lightly and make him understand, that she was tougher then what he thought.

"I love the fact that you want to protect me, but I'm tougher then what you give me credit for. I know someone tried to kill me today, and that scares you, it scares me. I can't let them win, by hiding. It will be okay."

She wrapped her arms around him, it was a few minutes before his arms went around her. "I love you Hailey, if anything happened to you."

"I love you too. Now, let me finish packing." She reached up, kissing him. He walked out of the room, leaving her alone.

XXX

"You didn't kill her?" Darby asked.

"The stupid bitch dove under the table. I heard the sirens and bolted before I could put a bullet in her head." Grant replied.

Darby sighed. "All is not lost, we can toy and scare her a little before we kill her. Her SAMCRO boyfriend too! Maybe kill her in front of SAMCRO."

"What's your problem with SAMCRO?"

"It's a long story."

Darby had to sit down and think of the next step, he knew that hurting Opie would eventually blow back to hurt Jax. Opie's dad was a First Nine, so it also took the wind out of SAMCRO's top guys. He knew that they'd come at him for taking out an old lady, but he'd be prepared. He also knew she'd be under heavy protection since the shooting, so he'd have to be creative in trying to get to her.

He sat back in his chair, thinking of his next move, it had to be big. He wouldn't hurt the children, but if he could make her think he would, that's the way he could get to her. He smiled to himself, Opie's kids would be her down fall.

XXX

She opened her eyes, the sun shining through the window blinded her, she let out a curse word. She felt him chuckle, underneath her raising up, she looked down at him.

"What's so funny?"

"Ms. Clark, I didn't know you had such a potty mouth!"

She smiled at him, raising her eyebrows at him. "Oh baby, there's a whole side of me you haven't even seen!"

She rolled from his arms getting up out of bed, his hand closed on her leg and dragged her back on top of him, his arms going around her holding her in place.

"Care to show me or tell me about that side?"

She smiled an evil little smile. "I'm not sure you're ready for that side of me." She laughed as he started to nibble on her earlobe, rolling her onto her back, he looked into her eyes.

"I'm ready for whatever you want to share with me."

Somehow she felt they were no longer talking about the same thing, what started out as fun and teasing had suddenly become a serious discussion. She stiffened in his arms, not wanting to talk about her childhood but knew eventually she would have to, it was only fair that she told him. Let him decided if he wanted to stay with her or not once he knew about her past.

"I grew up in an abusive home, my dad beat my mom. When he was done with her, he'd start on me."

She felt his arms stiffen around her, she couldn't look at him, as she told him.

"My first relationships in high school were abusive ones, because I thought it was normal. I joined the dance team, as a way to stay out of the house, and to get a scholarship to college, It wasn't until I got to college that I realized that it wasn't normal for a man to show love by hitting a women. I got therapy to break the cycle, that's when I decided to become a teacher, to help others."

She got up from the bed, putting on a robe, she stood looking out the window. "My dad killed my mom, and then himself the spring of my freshmen year. I was on my own. I worked hard to get through school, it was hard but I made it, I survived. I found a job teaching, settled in and was comfortable. Two years ago, I met someone, we fell in love, he asked me to marry him. He found out about my past, he was livid that I didn't tell him. I told him that I went through years of therapy, to get past it, and break the cycle. He told me it didn't matter, I was too damaged. He left me. I moved out here last year, to start over, and because I was sick of mid-west winters . I worked odd jobs until I found the teaching position here. If you don't want to be with me anymore, because I'm damaged..."

He turned her around, lifting her face up to look in her eyes. "You're not damaged! Not be with you, how can you even think or say that? What happened to you, I can't even imagine the hell you went through. I love you. I promise never to lay a hand on you!"

He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly to his body, she put her arms around his back, closing her eyes. "I love you!"