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However much he loved having a pretty young woman clinging onto him on his bike, Tig knew that when it came to his brothers, that was the priority. He parked the Harley up sharply and hurried in to St Thomas. His nostrils were hit by that sterilised, bleachy kind of smell and he wrinkled his nose as he skimmed past reception to the waiting room.

"Everyone alright?" he asked, glancing around. Juice glanced up at him but Jax was the first to his feet, spotting Nina standing nervously in the doorway.

"What is she doing here?" His eyes narrowed. "Did you even listen to me?"

"She came for a ride," Tig muttered, waving his hand dismissively. "Chibs okay? Rat?"

Jax grunted in frustration and adjusted his cut, it felt heavy on his shoulders as he spotted Tara walk past in the corridor. "Yeah, some asshole took a shot at the bikes as we rejoined the highway. Everyone's fine, Chibs is off the bike for a week, leg's all gnarly and shit."

He patted Tig's arm as he slipped away, squeezing past Nina as he hurried down the hall to catch up with Tara.

"Tar?"

She paused for a moment and sighed heavily as she turned on her heel to look at him. "I'm working."

Jax tried his softest smile for her but she wasn't having any of it, her expression was clear. She was still angry, really angry. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her lips were in a tight, thin line. Pushing her bangs back from her eyes, she looked at him carefully for a moment before adding,

"If you want news on Chibs, I'll be back in his room in ten minutes."

"Where are you going?" Jax was desperate, he hated this, he hated not being able to talk to her like he usually did. Tara scowled.

"You really going to ask me that? To the bathroom, Jax. You going to monitor that too?"

He gave her an apologetic and hopeless look. "Tara, it was for your own safety, it was just while we were having some problems."

"You should have told me!" she snapped, her voice suddenly louder. "Instead of sending one of your monkeys to follow me around like a goddamn stalker. Come on, Jax, you know I've had issues before. Why would you do that to me?"

Jax glanced up the corridor as Nina peeked at them curiously. He lowered his tone as he murmured, "I didn't think."

"You never think," Tara said firmly. "You scared me. Our boys."

Jax pinched the bridge of his nose. "I didn't mean to, you know that."

Tara followed his eyes and looked at Nina with a judgemental expression. "You often don't mean half of what you've done," she muttered distastefully. "That one of yours? Another crow eater?" She rolled her eyes and poked her finger into his chest hard. "You're a piece of work."

She stormed off towards her office, Jax tried to follow but had the door slammed in his face. He groaned, slumping his shoulders forward and letting his fist hover against the door to knock before he shook his head and stepped back.

"You okay?"

Nina came up behind him and handed him a little plastic coffee cup. Jax smiled at the gesture and took it from her. "Thanks, darlin'."

"At least I didn't throw it on you this time," she shrugged sweetly. "Things okay? I mean, Tig told me you guys were having trouble."

Jax laughed at that and leaned against the wall, glancing back towards the waiting room where Tig was standing getting a breakdown from Juice. His hands were on his hips as he listened carefully, trying to work through who had instigated the attack.

"Did he now? Tig shouldn't even be talking to you." He gave her a smile. "Sorry if he hassled you."

"He was nice, gave me a lift here," she said casually. "Just wanted to, you know, help if I could." She rested her hand on his shoulder and pushed his hair back from his face. "If you need anything..."

Tara groaned loudly as she swung the door of her office back to see Nina's affectionate gesture. She looked dismissively at Jax and pulled the door shut roughly before shoving her hands in the pockets of her doctor's coat.

"Nice of you to wait until you left my damn place of work, Jackson. Real classy." She frowned at Nina. "You always go for married men? Fathers?"

Nina turned red and stepped back quickly. "Shit, I just-"

"Don't bother." Tara shook her head. "Don't lie for him, it's not worth it. He'll never appreciate it."

Jax's nostrils flared as he tried to control his temper. "Nothing was happening, she was just being a friend."

Tara tugged at the bottom of Nina's dress, trying to pull it lower. Nina squealed and stepped away from her quickly. "Yeah, sure, just your kind of friend, too," she muttered. "Don't come home, Jackson. You want to see the boys, you can visit them in daycare tomorrow. I'm not dealing with this right now, I'm at work looking after your... employees."

She strode away and Nina wrapped her arms around herself. "Wow, she's kinda mean."

Jax sighed and nodded. "Yeah, she's kinda like my Mom," he said wistfully. "Must be why I love her so much."

Nina smiled at that and patted his back awkwardly before withdrawing her hand, hoping Tara hadn't seen her. Last thing she wanted was another black eye. "It'll all work out. You just need to find some time together, that's all." She gave him a sunny smile. "Sometimes you have to face the people you least want to get things to work."

Jax chuckled. "That your MO?"

She winked and toyed with her hair. "Maybe," she teased. "Just don't tell my Daddy, okay?"