Gen had her first interview at nine with a couple of brothers for the ranch hands, the came highly recommended from the previous owners. She poured herself a cup of coffee and stepped out onto her porch, she sat down on a chair and pulled on her boots. She walked out to the stables and saw to the horses. She went over to Midnight, he nuzzled her face. "You're forgiven for throwing me boy." She petted his face, and walked to the next stall.

She hard a truck pull up into the drive, she walked out and two men hopped out. They introduced themselves as "Tucker and Mike Ochs."

"Hi I'm Dr. Genevieve Teller, you can call me Gen." She showed them around, they talked for a hour. She liked what they had to say, she explained what their duties would be. She walked them to their truck, Chibs was sitting on his motor cycle when she walked them out. Once they pulled away she looked at him.

"Did you come to apologized for kissing me again?"

"Who were those men?"

"None of your business!" She walked into the stables and he followed her, grabbing her arm and turning her around to face him.

"I came to check on you after your fall last night." He pushed her hair away from her face revealing a small bruise and bump on her forehead.

"I'm fine." She winced as his fingers brushed over the bump.

"Who were those men, Lass?"

"Again, it really isn't your concern Fillip"

"I'm making it my concern."

She looked at him and walked farther into the stable and started letting the horses out into the field to roam free, she started to clean out the stalls.

"Are you going to answer me?"

She looked at him, her eyes flashing angrily "Hmmmm, No!" She was working up a sweat, she pulled off her t-shirt, wearing only a tank top to finish her work. Revealing a bruise on her shoulder from her fall last night. Chibs grabbed her and turned her around to inspect her back.

"I thought you said you weren't hurt last night!"

"I wasn't hurt. It's just bumps and bruises!" She walked over to a mini fridge in the corner and grab a water and drank some. She sat down on a bench and looked at Chibs. "Why are you here again?"

They were interrupted by a sound of a truck pulling up in the drive, she pulled a towel out of a cabinet and wiped the sweat off her body and pulled the t-shirt pack on and met the two men that climbed out of the cab.

"Hi, I'm Jessie Taylor and this is my son Mark."

"Hi, I'm Dr. Genevieve Teller, come on to the back. You can call me Gen Bye Fillip." She walked to the back office dismissing him. She took the Taylor's resumes and interviewed them. She told them she would get back to them by the end of the day. Her next couple of interviews were for clinic staff, she needed a receptionist, and a couple of techs. She made her way back into the house and poured herself a couple of coffee, her phone rang.

"Hello big brother."

"So, what is this I hear about you having men at the ranch?"

"Tell Fillip to mind his own business!"

"Come on Gen! He was worried, he didn't like their looks."

"No, he was pissy because I wouldn't tell him who they were and before he left two more men showed up."

"Well you tell me?"

"Fine, if you will sleep better at night, I'm going to run a male brothel!"

"Genevieve Caitlin Teller...I'm telling mom!" He laughed.

"I'm hiring ranch hands and clinic staff! Look I've got to go, someone is here." She ended the call and headed outside.

XXXXXX

By the end of the day she had staffed her clinic and hired her ranch hands. Her clinic would open next week, her ranch hands would start tomorrow. She hired both sets of ranch hands, between her own horses, and the ones she would board she could use both sets. They were all starting tomorrow, they would live on site in the quarters out back.

She took care of the horses, and went inside to fix herself some supper. She decided to eat out on her back porch, she was enjoying the late after noon sun. She heard a car coming up the drive, she took her dishes inside and walked out the front door, in time to see her mom getting out of the car. Wonderful, she wasn't sure she had the energy to deal with Gemma tonight.

"Mom, how are you?"

Gemma walked up to Gen and gave her an awkward hug and kiss. "Baby, I'm so glad you're home. I've missed you."

"I've missed you too." Gen was playing her cards close to she knew Gemma was up to something. Her mother was never glad to see her. "Would you like to come in and see my home?"

Gemma came in and looked around "It's real nice baby." There was more she wanted to say, but she was holding back, Gen was waiting for her to ask or say it, there was a strained silence between them. "I'd like for us to be close, if that's possible."

"I'd like that mom." Gen didn't hold her breathe she'd been hit by this train before. Gemma gave her a hug and left for home. The whole meeting left Gen scratching her head and wondering what the hell happened. She went out and saddled Blue, and took off across the field. She was going for a long ride, she needed to clear her mind.

She raced Blue over the back pasture, to the creek, over it and through the woods. She took it slow back home along the same path, when she rode through the field she saw the Ochs' truck parked in front of the stable. She hopped off the horse and greeted them.

"I was expecting you until tomorrow."

"We were wondering if we could move in tonight?" Mike asked.

"I don't see a problem with that. You'll be staying in the quarters out back with the other to hands, they'll be here tomorrow. The kitchen is stocked, make a list every week of what you need and I'll make sure you have what you need." She walked them back to where they would live.

She didn't notice the way Tucker looked her up and down or Mike elbowing him in the ribs and giving him a dirty look. She made sure they were okay for the night and she went to take care of Blue. She was unsaddling him and wiping him down, to put him away for the night, when she heard a noise behind her. Tucker walked into the stall behind her.

"Shit! You scared me Tucker."

"I'm sorry Gen." He came up behind her and touched her hand. She pulled it away and put some feed in Blue's bucket. He came up behind her and started rubbing her shoulders.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"You seem tense Gen."

"I would prefer if you keep your hands to yourself Mr. Ochs."

"I'm sorry, Gen. Just trying to help."

He walked out of the stall, and stables back to his house in the back. Gen was a little shook up, it took her a little bit to gather her wits. She shut the stall door, and let the stables and went into the house. She locked all the doors that night. She went up to her room and shut and locked her bedroom door for good measure before she took a shower. Maybe she was making too much out of it, it was nothing, right? Then why was she still shaking twenty minutes later?

She crawled into bed and went to sleep. Tucker Ochs stared up at her bedroom window and smiled, he'd have her one way or another.

XXXXXX

Mike and Tucker were already busy in the stables when Gen came out that morning, she was going to keep her distance from Tucker today. She joined them in the stables to help them with chores, she let them know that her clinic supplies would arrive that day and she would appreciate help unloading them. Jessie and Mark got there a hour later and were unpacked and ready to get to work on the clinic and it's stables.

She heard a semi truck pulling up the drive along with the rumble of motor cycles, of course they'd come help set up the clinic too. She walked out as they parked along the fence. A part of her was excited to see Fillip with them, as much as he could piss her off, his kisses could set her soul on fire. The truck was backed up to her clinic Tucker, Mike, Jessie, and Mark were unloading the equipment. Gen walked in and started directing where she needed the larger things put, it took most of the afternoon but the truck was unloaded and gone. The ladies of the club were in the house preparing a meal for everyone, Gen was grateful. Everyone was in and around the house eating, Gen was in the clinic putting things away. Chibs brought her a plate and a beer.

"You need to stop and eat Lass."

"Thank you." She took the plate and hopped up on sat a counter.

"Who are your ranch hands?"

"Mike and Tucker Ochs are brothers, Jessie and Mark Taylor are father and son...Why?"

"I don't like the way the brothers look at you!'

She got quiet and looked at him "Like what?"

He walked over to her and put his hands on either side of her legs, taking her plate from her and looked up in her eyes"Like they want to do this"

He pulled her from the counter, she wrapped her legs around his waist, he kissed her. At first it was gentle but turned into a hard kiss. She returned his kiss, he sat her on the exam table, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer with her legs and arms. She broke away and pulled off her t-shirt.

Chibs pulled away "I can't Lass. You're Clay's daughter, Jax's sister...I can't!"

"What the hell does that have to do with anything?"

"I just can't!"

He walked away from her. She pulled her t-shirt on pissed off, damn him. Kissing her like that then walking away. She was fuming by the time she was done sitting up her office. She found a baseball bat in a closet, she headed out towards the motorcycles, lucky Opie and Jax caught her on the way out of the door.

They saw her walking out, they had both seen and been on the end of that look before. "Shit Opie..."

"I see her...we better stop her, she's going to do damage to someone's bike."

They ran over to her Opie grabbed her in a bear hug and put his hand over her mouth before she could let off enough curse words to make a sailor blush and Jax took the bat from her hand. Opie threw her over his shoulder and carried her back into the clinic. He sat her in a chair and stood in front of her.

"Whose ass are we kicking little sister?" asked Jax.

She just glared at him and crossed her arms. "I can take care of my own battles!"

"You don't mess with a man's bike!" Opied said.

"Never mind! I will deal with it on my own!"

"Will you tell us who; so we can warn the poor bastard?" Asked Opie.

"Hell no." She smiled sweetly. "There's no fun in that!"

"Are you going to behave yourself?" Jax eyed his little sister.

She smiled so sweetly at Jax and Opie they almost believed her "Of course!"

They walked out of her office taking the baseball bat with them. Feeling sorry for whomever just pissed her off, they obviously didn't know the temper she had.

XXXXX

Tucker had witnessed the scene between the Telford and Gen, and then the one between the her brother and Opie. So, Telford didn't like they was he and his brother looked at her, well too damn bad.

Gen composed herself and walked out of the office, Tucker met her on the porch and grabbed her arm. He tried to kiss her and she pulled away, she could smell the alcohol on his breathe.

"Tucker, stop!" She tired to pull away from him and walk away but he was stronger. He dragged her to the side of the office building.

"He's not coming back to save you. I heard him..." She tried to shove him away. He was kissing her and she was fighting him of or at least trying to.

"Tucker, you're drunk, go to the bunk house and sleep it off!"

"Only if you come with me." He started dragging her with him and she was fighting him.

She heard a voice in the darkness "I believe the Lass said leave her alone." Gen jerked her arm from his hold and fell to the ground. Chibs punched Tucker in the face and he fell to the ground. Mike came running up and apologized for his drunk brother and took him back to the bunk house. Chibs turned around to help Gen up but she was gone.

Gen had returned to the house to thank everyone for helping her, Jax walked up to her and put his arm around her waist. "Are you okay?"

"I'm getting a migraine, I'll be fine." Knowing how his sister could suffer from them, he hurried everyone along, and got them going so she could rest.

"Take it easy sis." He hugged her and then left. Gen went in and shut the door. She went over to the couch and laid down and cried. She didn't hear the door open and Chibs coming in, he squatted down beside her.

"Lass, are you okay."

She took a moment to collect her thoughts. "I'm fine Flillip."

"Did you tell Jax what happened?"

"Of course not!"

"Why?"

"I didn't want him or the rest of the club to kill him. You didn't kill him did you?"

"No, Lass I wanted to, his brother took him to the bunk house. I want him gone tomorrow."

"Fillip, he was drunk. He didn't know what he was doing."

"Lass, if I hadn't come along he could have..."

"No, he wouldn't have...trust me I can take care of myself." She sat up, he cupped her tear stained face.

"I'm staying here tonight."

"You don't have too, I'll be fine! Go home!"

"I have a responsibility to Jax...to Clay...to Gemma..."

She got up and looked at him "I'm not you're responsibility Fillip. I can take care of myself. I'll be fine!"

She walked over to a closet, pulled out a lock box, she unlocked it and pulled out a 9 mm, slipped in the magazine and racked the slide. "I can take care of myself!"