We pulled up to the diner and found a booth close to the window.

"So? Anyone special I should know about who's dating my brother?"

"You really want to know about it?"

"Of course I do ... I think."

"What about you? Anyone I need to beat up and tell you they're not right for you?"

"God, no. I gave up dating a long time ago. There was flings in New York. There was one guy though... Adam..."

Before I could finish my sentence we were distracted by the sounds of motorcycles. I knew exactly who was on them before even looking at their faces. Five guys with kuttes on their back walked into the diner: Ope, Chibbs, Tig, and Juice. One caught my eye in particular. It was Jax, he looked gorgeous, as always, than he did 7 years ago. He had a scruffy beard along his chin, his eyes were bluer, and his hair got longer. They immediately spotted our table. So smart to pick out a table in the front Brooke. I couldn't believe my eyes. There he was, right there. I couldn't deny, I did think about him from time to time in New York but, I knew better than to act on those feelings.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Deputy Hale." Chibbs said. I tried hide my face over the menu but, it was no luck.

"Hello Brooke." Jax said, in a singing voice.

"Jackson." I said.

"That's all I get?" He said.

"Well you guys don't mind we're in the middle of something." David said, looking directly at Jax.

"Well don't mind us. We'll just be in the booth right in front of y'all. You look good, Brooke, real good." He said, smirking and looking me up and down.

"Seriously?" David said, angrily.

"Continue, please. My deepest apologies. We'll be on our way." Jax said.

"I guess the feud is still on?" I said.

"Yup." David said.

"Hello Dep." The waitress said.

"Hi, Nancy. Let's just get two burgers with fries and a vanilla shake."

"Coming right up. Well I'll be damn, you're Lil Hale."

She said looking directly at me.

"Ha. Yes that's me." I said trying to push out a forced laugh.

"I thought you were in New York City, making it big."

"Well, I just missed home."

"Well ain't that sweet. Well, I'll be right out with your orders."

"Thank you." David said.

"Holy crap!" I said.

"Nice language, church girl." David said.

"Chasity! I have to see her..." I stopped my sentence after seeing the look of suprise in David's face. "She's coming the party isn't she?"

"Yes..."

As David kept talking, I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy looking at Jax. He looked good, real good. All I could do was bite my lip and stare. He caught me looking at him twice and all he did was smirk to himself. Maybe this was all a game for him? Did he ever care? Or is he just doing this to bother Hale? I couldn't think straight.

"Earth to Brooke. You there?" David said, waving his hand across my face.

"Huh? Yea, sorry just got lost in my thoughts for a sec."

"Were your thoughts about Jax?"

"Really David?"

"It's just a question."

Before we could finish our conversation, or even out food, a group of Mexican motorcyclists pulled up outside the diner. They pulled up guns ready to shoot the place up.

"Brooke get down!" David yelled.

Yanking me down to the floor. Jax and his guys began to shoot back at them. As I was going down on the floor, I felt a bullet puncher my side. My eyesight was beginning to fade and all I began to hear were the screams of everyone in the diner and my brother's.

"Brooke! My god Brooke! Open your eyes Brooke! Stay awake! You're gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay!" David said.

"Shit, Brooke!" Jax said, running over to aid me.

I must've passed out because when I woke up, I was in the hospital. I always hated it here. The sounds were annoying, the food was always terrible, and the doctors were straight douchebags.

"The bullet puncher her left rib. I was able to extract it without complications. She's going to be okay." I recognized that voice as soon as I heard it.

"Thank you, Tara, so much." David said.

All that kept running through my mind was the party. There she was, Tara. She's a fucking doctor?