Tara had managed to get Summer moved to the couch and got her comfortable. Summer had mentioned that the test was negative, but something just didn't feel right to her. Tara went to the bathroom and pulled the test out of the garbage and looked down at it. Sure enough, the test confirmed her biggest fear. Summer was in fact pregnant with a married man's baby. "Shit," Tara mumbled as she threw the test back in the garbage. Summer must have looked at it too quickly or her vision was off.
Tara pulled out her phone and called Jax. "Hey baby," she said quietly, "I have to get Summer to the hospital." "What the hell..." Jax replied quietly, "Is she ok?" "She will be," Tara replied, "But we do have a bit of a situation. One that I'm not too sure how to deal with." "What is it Tara?" Jax asked sounding very concerned. "She's pregnant," Tara replied. It was so quiet on the other end that she was sure that Jax had hung up. "Jesus Christ," he mumbled, "Ope's?" "Yes," Tara said. "Get her to the hospital Tara," Jax stated, "I'll meet you there." With that he had hung up and Tara stared at the phone. This was not a good situation.
Jax tucked his phone into his pocket and walked out of the Teller Morrow office and walked towards the clubhouse. He knew better than to tell anyone anything, but he would make sure that Opie was with him when he walked into that hospital. Opie had gotten himself into a pretty serious situation and even though Summer was old enough to know better and it takes two, he still blamed Opie 100% for the situation.
Just as he was about to head into the clubhouse Opie and Chibs both walked outside. Shit, Jax thought to himself, this is going to complicate things. Summer had explained the situation between her and Opie and her and Chibs the other night over drinks. He didn't like the idea of her with either of them, but he knew, just by looking at Chibs, that he really cared about Summer and she really cared about him, even if she didn't really know it yet. This news would send Chibs into a rage that no one would want to witness.
"Opie, something came up and there is an emergency at the hospital," Jax called, trying to be as vague as possible, "I need you to come with me." "Is everything ok Jackie Boy?" Chibs asked, "Do you need me to come too?" "I'm ok Chibs," Jax replied, "I'll let you know if we need you." Chibs nodded his head and then walked towards the office. "
Once Chibs walked away Opie looked at Jax. "What the hell is going on Jax?" Opie questioned. Jax smacked Opie upside the back of the head and walked towards his bike. "Tara will explain when we get to the hospital." Opie glared at Jax as he pulled on his helmet and hopped on his bike. "Don't give me that look man," Jax growled, "You got yourself into quite the situation and I should do a lot more than smack you upside the head." Without another word Jax kicked his bike into gear and took off out of the parking lot with Opie hot on his heels.
Opie followed Jax into St. Thomas a little while later and he had never been so confused in his life. He had no idea why they were here, but he also sensed that Jax was pretty pissed at him. He wished that Jax would fill him in on what he did. They turned the corner and were greeted by Tara and judging by the look on her face, she wasn't expecting to see him with Jax.
"Hi Opie," Tara said with a small, but awkward smile on her face. The quick glare at Jax was not missed by him. "Follow me guys," Tara said after a minute, "So not as serious as I thought, but I am keeping an eye on her here for a couple days." "Ok seriously guys," Opie said in frustration, "Could someone please fill me in on what the hell is going on? Why are we here?" Tara glanced at over at Jax and again glared at him. "You drug him here and you didn't even have the guts to tell him why?" Tara snapped at Jax. "I wanted you to tell him," he replied with his hands up in defense, "I don't know much more than he does."
Tara rolled her eyes and then pointed to the chairs just outside of her office. "Take a seat," she said quietly, looking more in Opie's direction than Jax's, "Summer has been pretty sick the last couple days. She has been busting her ass with school, she hasn't been eating much or drinking water and she has been stressed out and worried about having ended her relationship with you. She has maybe gotten five hours of sleep in the last two days and this morning it has finally caught up to her. We are feeding her through IV and filling her full of fluids. We tried giving her solid food, but she couldn't keep it down." "Is she ok now?" Opie asked, trying to keep his concern concealed. "She will be," Tara replied, looking at him closely, "But we have a bigger situation to deal with." "What's that?" he asked. "Ope, she is pregnant," Tara replied, "I did an ultrasound while she was unconscious and discovered that she is almost exactly eight weeks pregnant." "The night she ended it with me..." Opie whispered in shock.
Opie was not expecting that news at all. Was he willing to give up everything he had with Donna to make things work with Summer? He wasn't sure, but he definitely didn't think that Summer would abort the baby either. She wasn't that kind of person. He put his head in his hands and closed his eyes, thinking back to that night...
FLASHBACK
He felt like she had slapped him across the face. He had expected their affair to come to an end, but he never thought it would hurt him this much. He loved his wife, but he had to admit that somewhere along the last 9 years, he had fallen in love with Summer. He wasn't ready to let her go.
Summer got up from the bed, pulling the sheet with her to keep herself covered. He moved his pillow so it was covering him and continued to stare at her in stunned silence. They had just made love and then she told him that she couldn't do it anymore.
She turned and looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Opie, you have to let me go," Summer said quietly, "We can't keep doing this. It will destroy me. It's hard for me to be in love with someone that will never be mine." "I am yours," Opie replied, knowing full well that it wasn't true. "How can even say that?" She exclaimed throwing her arms up, "You aren't mine and you never will be. And you are just being selfish if you think I would never leave. I can't keep doing this." "I know...I just never prepared for this," Opie replied. "Please Ope," Summer snapped, "I'm barely a blip on your radar when you're with Donna or when you're working with the club. You lucky bastard had the best of both worlds. I'm done. When I come out of the bathroom I would like you to be gone please." Opie nodded his head and looked at her sadly. "I'm sorry Ope," Summer said quietly and with a little less anger, "I have to do this for me. I eventually want to find someone, settle down, have a family and unfortunately you can't give me those things. I am crazy in love with you, but it has to end now." "I lo..." Opie began to say before Summer out her finger to his mouth. "Please Ope... Don't say it," Summer said, her voice cracking, "It'll hurt too much to hear you say those words."
BACK TO PRESENT
Opie lifted his head up and Tara reached up and wiped the tears from his cheeks that he didn't even realize he had let escape. "I screwed up," he mumbled, "I don't know how to deal with this..." "She is awake if you want to go see her," Tara said quietly, "She is groggy but she is doing ok." Opie nodded his head and stood up, running his sweaty hands on his pant legs.
He walked down the hall to her room and knocked before slowly and quietly making his way inside. Summer was laying down on her side facing the door and smiled when he closed the door. "Hi," she whispered, obviously still very weak. "Hey," he whispered back as he grabbed a chair and sat down beside her, "How are you feeling Sum?" He reached for her hand and she placed her small pale hand in his. "Not feeling too great Ope," she replied, "Scared...stressed...tired." "I'm scared too," he said as he traced the veins on her hand, "But I can't tell you what to do Summer. I have no right, not after everything. I will support you whatever you decide." She didn't say anything as the tears sprang to her eyes. "This isn't how I saw it play out in my mind," she replied with a sad laugh, "I'm going to keep the baby though. I've decided that much. But I don't expect anything from you. You will see this baby regularly and you will be a great uncle, but no one can know. I'm going to say it was from a heated one night stand and no one will question it. The only ones who know are you, me, Jax, Tara, Clay, Gemma and Chibs." "How does Chibs come into this?" Opie asked her curiously, "Why does he know about us?" "Because I told him," Summer replied quietly, pulling the blankets right around her, "You remember how I said I didn't want to tell you about my second issue because it would make you angry?" Opie clenched his fists in his lap and nodded his head slowly. "Chibs is that issue," Summer responded, "We are seeing each other, or at least we were until last night, when all I could see was your face... But I know where he stands and I know that he is what I want..."
The moment she said that she wanted Chibs, Opie stood up so quickly he knocked the chair over. "I don't want to hear any more of this shit," he growled, looking down at her with rage in his eyes, "I can't believe you Summer." Opie was so angry he could hear the blood rushing in his ears and he couldn't even see her clearly. He also didn't even know why it made him so angry. He knew she was going to move on so he didn't know why it mattered who she moved on with. "Ope..." Summer pleaded but he turned his back on her and stormed out before she could even finish.
He slammed the door behind him and stormed down the hall walking right into Jax as he rounded the corner. "Jesus Christ Ope, where's the fire?" Jax exclaimed. "I can't believe you are letting her see him!" Opie cried out, "Chibs is old enough to be her god damned father! It's sick man." He gave Jax a quick look and then stormed down the hall towards the elevator. He needed a smoke and a drink. He needed to forget about it.
Jesus, Jax thought as he watched the elevator door close, he didn't think he would lose his mind that much. Jax hurried into Summer's room and sure enough, she was stumbling around the room, trying to pick up the chair that he had knocked over during his fit of rage as she sobbed. "Summer, I've got it," Jax said quietly as he walked up to her and helped her back into bed, "I'm sorry that happened. Maybe mentioning Chibs at that moment wasn't wise, but how were you to know." Jax picked up the chair and sat it next to her bed and sat down. "He has been getting so angry at everything lately," Summer replied, "For the last two months, he has been like a ticking time bomb. Everything I say that doesn't involve him seems to send him over the edge." Jax leaned over the bed and ran his hand through his sister's hair and tried to wipe the few tears away that were still on her cheeks. "I'm afraid he won't ever let me be," Summer replied as she sniffled, "No matter how hard he says he will try to let me move on, he is still holding on way too tight." "I'll keep an eye on him Sum," Jax replied quietly, "Did you tell him what you were going to do with the baby?" "I told him I was keeping it," she replied, "He seemed ok with it and he agreed that it's best if I just say it's the product of a one-night stand."
They sat in a comfortable silence for a little while before Jax pulled out his phone. He quickly dialled a number and then sat there and smiled at Summer. "Hey man," Jax said to Chibs on the other end, "Summer is in the hospital. I think she needs you right now." "What the hell Jax?" Chibs growled, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" "It's a long story brother," Jax replied, "Summer will fill you in." Jax hung up the phone after a couple more minutes and Summer was staring at him curiously.
Summer had managed to calm down a little while later, but her heart had crumbled into a million pieces at the way Opie had reacted to Chibs. She knew it was to be expected with him, especially with someone like Chibs because he was Ope's brother, club member and he was 20 years older than she was. She kept telling herself that she didn't care what Opie thought about her and Chibs, but it was obvious that she did. She wanted so badly to forget everything that happened with Opie and start a new life with Chibs, but now with the baby on the way, she knew it would be absolutely impossible for her to forget that her and Opie ever happened. She was so stupid for letting it last as long as she did, but when you fall in love with someone, it's hard to quit them.
"Hiya love," Chibs said quietly as he let himself into her room bringing her out of her thoughts, "What's going on? Why are you in here?" Summer looked down at her hands and then back up at Chibs, fearing how he will more than likely react to the news. "There are a lot of factors at play," she replied quietly, "I'm overworked, I haven't eaten much, I'm dehydrated, I'm stressed beyond belief over school, life and everything with Opie and you...and... I'm also two months pregnant..." It was so quiet and tense in the room that she could cut it with a knife. Chibs sat there in stunned silence for a moment before he looked at her again. He stared at her unable to get any words out about how this made him feel or to ask her how she was dealing with everything.
"This was a mistake right?" he asked after a couple more awkward moments of silence. "What the hell..." Summer mumbled, "Of course it was... it's not like I purposely got pregnant with the hopes that he would leave Donna, if that's what you're thinking you son of a bitch." He recoiled at this for moment. "I'm sorry," Chibs said quietly after regaining his composure, "It was a stupid assumption and I'm sorry. I know you and I know you wouldn't do anything like that... Look, I'm not in the right frame of mind right now. I need some time to think, I'll see you later."
Summer watched as he stood up, gave her a quick look and then walked out without another word. Another important person had just walked out on her when she needed him the most and she had no one left except Jax and Gemma, who she knew wouldn't walk out on her, but that was different. She put her head in her hands and left the tears fall over her cheeks. She couldn't believe that she had let herself get into such a mess.
The moment she got out of the hospital, she was going back to Stanford. She was strong enough to do this on her own.