For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo."

― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

Note:Because this Chapter is a huge turning point for both stories posted to this site it will be placed in both books (chapter 6 Jax and Tara / Chapter 7 Amelia and Aiden). Duplicate chapters in these books however, will not occur in the future. Thank you for reading.

{Charming, August 15, 1995}

The smell of grease and gasoline engulfed the garage as Jax stood next to the old bike working diligently. Too many people it was just a piece of junk, to Jax it was a forgotten master piece awaiting a rebirth. They were outlaws sure, but their 40 hour a week gig was garage mechanic, fixer uppers, and Jax Teller felt right at home with the smell of grease permeating the air. Most club members felt the same, and most worked at the TM doing one job or another, along with a few loyal friends of SAMCRO.

Jax tightened down the necessary bolts before stepping back wiping the black substance that was embedded into his hands, with the rag dangling from the pocket of his faded blue jeans. He reached out grabbing the can of soda sitting on the work bench close by taking a quick swig. Jax frowned as he swallowed the lukewarm bubbly fizz, he would have preferred a cold beer, but he knew that Clay would have his ass. During the established working hours it was not uncommon for customers to wonder on the lot, Clay; his step-dad had laid down the law for them all. No smoking anything that wasn't legal and no drinking in plain view during those times. For fuck sake if either was done out of sight don't forget to pop a damn breath mint in your mouth. They were outlaws no doubt about it but they were outlaws that needed to project the illusion that they were not outlaws for fine towns folks of Charming. The find folks of Charming needed to believe they were simply a motorcycle club that ran a garage. The illusion allowed them to coexist on a day to day basis. The illusion allowed the fine folks of Charming to turn the other cheek when necessary as well.

Lost in biker philosophy Jax returned to good old biker reality as Opie walked over pulling out one of the many red drawers of the tool box. His large hand rooting around obviously in search for something, what that something was Jax had no damn clue. The sound of screws, nuts and bolts clattered against the red metal drawer only stopping for moments as Opie's eyes inspected certain items.

"How's the blushing bride feeling?" Jax smiled as he looked at his lifelong friend.

Still unable to believe that Opie and Donna had gotten married a few weeks prior, much less that a baby was going to be born just in time for Christmas. Even though he had stood right beside him as the best man, the events seemed surreal. Jax was happy for his friend but he couldn't imagine being in Opies shoes. He couldn't envision himself shouldering the responsibility of fatherhood, husband, and provider, fuck he had his hands full just trying to balance the combustion he and Tara created every time they were close. Their love, passion, lust was unbridled and at times he felt as if he was suffocating from the smoke, dying a slow glorious death, and he wouldn't have had it any other way. Still the thought of what they had encompassing a bigger picture, one with him being a family man. Christ how would that look, he sighed for a moment running his fingers through his blonde hair.

Jax shifted his attention back to Opie watching the huge smile cross his best friend lips at the mention of Donna. Opie looked older to him than he had at the beginning of the summer. His stance, his demeanor it had all changed almost overnight. It was as if he had reached maturity, become a man. It was more than just his appearance; it was everything about him. Being married young, expecting a kid for others might have scared them shitless but Opie made it look good, he made it look like a walk in the park, a graceful walk.

"Donnas doing great," Opie looked up at a Jax as a gigantic smile formed across his face.

Opies mind drifted from the grease pit garage to the evening prior and he could feel his smile growing even larger. Probably look like a God damn goof to my brother and I don't give a fuck, he thought as the image of Donnas' body curled against his as they watched television on the sofa entered his mind. She had fallen asleep like that, her little body curved into his, each rise and fall of her chest felt like a wave of indescribable peace. Opie knew as he lay underneath Donna watching her for hours, what he held in his arms was a piece of heaven on earth, she was his angel. She had become the very thing that kept him grounded to what was good, what was pure and innocent. The only thing more breathtaking and mesmerizing to Opie had been the slight bump of her belly where their child was growing inside of her.

"We went to the doctor the other day, they said next visit we should be able to tell if it's a boy or girl. Can't wait to find out for sure," Images of what his son was going to look like filled Opies mind. He had felt in his gut from the beginning they would have a boy.

"Man, that's great," Jax reached in his pocket fishing out a package of cigarettes and his lighter.

"She's headed this direction in just a bit," Opie turned his gaze back to the tool box drawer, finally finding the item he had been searching for, "I think Tara will be with her, not suppose to tell you but they are fixing lunch and bringing it up. Girly surprise, ya know?" He chuckled lightly.

"Jesus Christ," Jax laughed, "Thanks for the warning brother, I will get the Tums ready."

"Hey, now Donnas a good little cook, great homemaker." Opie arched his brow to Jax in warning.

"Wasn't talking about Donna, Op," Jax smirked at him taking a deep drag off the cigarette before laying it in the ashtray and stepping back over to his own work.

The sound of the side door of the TM office opening and closing catching his attention as Aiden walked out heading towards the opened garage bay doors. Jax looked over noticing Gemma watching Aiden walk off for a moment from the window. Her eyes shifted to the garage and locked with Jax's for a moment, a loving look soften her features before she turned her back walking back to her desk. Jax loved Gemma. She had been keeping a protective eye on Aiden the last few weeks, her talk being the one that finally snapped him out of the drunken stupor. Jax had seen Gem do the same for many of the other club members, be their rock when they needed one the most. She was solid, everything an Ol' Lady should be and more, she set the bar for others to follow, and he was proud Gemma was his mom.

Aiden walked toward the garage doors his head pounding from the night before and he hoped the fucking handful of Tylenol he had downed started kicking in soon. Reaching into the inner pocket of his cut he pulled out his sunglasses to shield his dark brown eyes from the rays of sun that were beaming upon him.

"Yo, Aiden, brother where you off too?" Jax arched his brow.

"Already logged my hours for the week, its Friday gonna cut out a little early head into town for some lunch." Aiden ran his fingers through his curly brown hair.

"Well, you look pretty lover boy," Opie winked at him as he spoke the words, "What kind of fish is on the lunch menu brother?" The sound of Opie and Jax's laughter mingled together as they peered in Aiden direction waiting for his response.

Aiden gave the expected response, which was his middle finger in Opies direction as he shook his head and continued walking.

"Let me guess," Opie looked as if he were in deep thought as he stroked his beard, "The kind of fish that has her ass cheeks hanging out of a cheerleaders skirt, and a couple of pom pom in her hands." Opie let out another hearty blast, "Shit brother, never figured you for the pep squad type."

"Didn't figure myself for a lot of fuckin' shit that's gone on the last year, brother," The words escaped Aiden's lips before he could camouflage the bitter tone.

"Hey, brother nothing wrong with a little team spirit," Jax flashed Aiden a cheeky smirk in an attempt to lighten the mood he had heard in his brother's voice, "Just wrap that shit up, fuck knows Suzanne has spread a lot of team spirit around these parts."

Aiden gave both men a coy smirk, "Always do brother, maybe you should have given Op there the cover your stump before you hump speech."

The sound of Jax's laughter roared through the garage as Opie flipped Aiden off. Turning abruptly he arched his brow at Jax in warning. The warning fell flat only increasing the sound of laughter bellowing from Jax as they both watched Aiden mount his bike.

"Man, you better cut the laugher," Opie shot Jax another glare of warning, followed by a hearty chuckle as he returned his attention back to his work.

Donna stopped the truck at the entrance of the TM gate unrolling the window as Aiden's bike came to a stop beside them. Tara bent forward slightly so she could see Aiden from the passenger side.

"Hey, Aiden," Donna smiled brightly at him, "We brought lunch made enough for you also."

"Thanks babe, meetin' someone in town," Aiden smiled at Donna as he nodded at Tara.

The weeks following their return from the cabin had been rough. The air between Aiden and Tara had crackled with tension; after all she was responsible for slipping up and spreading clubhouse gossip to Amelia. Gossip which had resulted in Amelia leaving him, word circulated around the TM like a wild fire in a dry bush about what had occurred. Gemma had not even attempted to hide her outrage with Tara, cornering her immediately demanding a private discussion. The discussion had not been the take the girl under your wing bullshit Clay had hoped Gemma would provide. The discussion that had occurred in the TM office was very one sided, with only Gemma speaking as Tara stared with her eyes large and wide in fear. As far as Gemma was concerned Clays suggestion she take the young girl under her wing show her the ropes, was a fucked up suggestion that wasn't going to happen. Clay could kiss her ass, providing a nurturing tit for Tara Knowles to suck was never going to happen in her universe. Tara had emerged from the TM office looking as if she had been run over by a freight train. Gemma had stood in the doorway following the conversation, gloating and basking in the glow of her victory over Tara Knowles, her face reflecting for all to see she was and would always be the Fucking Queen of the MC.

As a result of the Gemma and Tara's discussion, tension had not only crackled between Aiden and Tara. There had been the faint sounds of tension crackling between Jax and Gemma. Never had he questioned any action his mother had taken before, but when Tara had appeared to him her face pale as a ghost, Jax went looking for an explanation. The result had been the sound of slightly raised voices behind the closed doors between mother and son. In the weeks that followed the waters had been a little turbulent. To onlookers Jax looked as if he was a dingy being flung around the rough sea. His love for both women so great he was unsure which he should tie off too for refuge and calm.

Even in his drunken stupor Aiden hated seeing his brother being blown around like a dead leaf in the autumn wind, and struck a bargain with Gemma. He promised to lay off the bottle and get his shit together if she would give Tara a little slack for her mistake. The Queen of the MC, being well the Queen of the MC, had ignored Aiden's request for a brief time. Determined that Tara would feel her wrath for as long as she saw fit, but ultimately Gemma agreed to let Tara have a pass but in return Aiden would indeed enter the land of the living again. She loved the boys and the men of the MC, to see their hearts breaking was as if her own was breaking as well. There wasn't anything Gemma Teller- Morrow wouldn't do for her boys, and that even included giving a cunt like Tara a one-time pass. She knew given enough rope eventually the young girl would hang herself, and when she did Gemma planned on being close by to yank it tight.

Aiden made his peace with her Tara as well. She was his brother's girl after all and well frankly regardless of how he tried to look at it Amelia had made her own decision. The decision hadn't been what she had promised him, which was to stick by his side, no running. That Amelia hadn't held up her promise wasn't Tara's fault as far as Aiden was concerned. At least that was the lie he tried to convince himself of once he was sober enough to even form a conclusion in his mind. He had also come to another conclusion that sooner or later it would have just been something else that sent Amelia packing. Better now than later, fuck her. Even as the words flooded into his mind he knew his heart felt totally different. Deep down he knew if Amelia would just come back he would do anything possible to be with her. Please come back, the thought chanted in his mind despite his logical conclusions.

The emptiness began to pour into him as he sat on his bike beside Donna and Opies truck. He responded to the emptiness with the only defense mechanism that now worked for him other than looking down the neck of a bottle of Jim Beam. Aiden put up a wall in his mind to block the thoughts of Amelia.

"Well, be careful," Donna paused for a moment a gentle smile forming on her pink lips, "Remember our apartment this weekend we are cooking out. You are welcome to bring a friend if you like." She offered ignoring Tara's sigh.

"Yeah, I'll see ya then, running late." Aiden wasted no time as he sped from the gate out to the street to escape the uncomfortable conversation.

"Did you have to offer to let him bring a friend, Donna?" Tara sighed again plopping her head back on the old seat of the truck, "Shit he's probably going to bring Suzanne. You know she's a friend of fucking, Hannah's, fucking whores all over the damn place."

"Whoa wait a minute Suzanne White and Aiden?" Donna looked at her curiously before continuing, "Tara, listen in all fairness Hannah is not a whore. You know that, right? Now Suzanne…" Rarely saying an ill word about anyone Donna decided to leave her sentence unfinished.

Donna tried to wrap her mind around the fact that Aiden was seeing Suzanne. The whole town of Charming knew what a whore the head cheerleader was there was no delicate way to state that fact. Hannah unlike Suzanne was not a whore, a crush on Jax yeah she was guilty of that, but she was not guilty of being the town whore.

Tara let out an irritated huff at Donna's last comment. She loved Donna but she often found it irritating that she was one of those individuals always looking for the very best in everyone. Tara had to reluctantly admit that Donna was right. She hated Hannah's guts but she wasn't a whore. Calling her a whore just somehow made Tara feel slightly better, eased her jealousy over the childhood friend.

"Are you kidding me? You haven't heard about Suzanne and Aiden?" Tara's eyes grew wide forgetting her moment of irritation at her friend, "Honestly Donna you aren't going to become one of those Susie homemakers that loses touch with everything going on around her are you?

Donna laughed, "No, but I have been a little busy," She chuckled looking down at her belly which was starting to really show that she was pregnant.

The last few weeks since returning from the cabin had been a whirlwind for Donna, breaking the news to her parents, the wedding, the new apartment, and then the worry for her friends Aiden and Amelia. Donna had just been grateful Aiden wasn't locked in a room drunk, totally missing the Suzanne factor.

"Yeah, well this is what Jax told me …." Tara began to tell her the tale of how they had met.

{Charming, July 5, 1995}

The wind felt good on his face and he realized how much he had missed the feeling of freedom the ride gave him. Aiden rode through the streets of Charming for the first time since returning from the cabin. The sad truth was he had been too drunk over the last several weeks to be anything but a passenger in a vehicle. He knew whispers had been going around the MC that he was becoming a Piney Jr. Since he had been sober for a solid week, well sober at least during the daytime, Tig had urged him to get on his bike and ride. It had been a good suggestion. Riding cleared his mind, made him forget his troubles and Aiden desperately needed to forget.

A little over a month had passed, June was ending and July beginning and no one had heard from or seen Amelia Tate. Finally after remaining drunk for what seemed an eternity, Gemma, Tig, Clay and Chibs had decided it was tough love intervention time. They had each pulled him from his stupor back into day to day life, Gemma more so than any of them had accomplished this. His heart still ached for Amelia, but as each day passed it was as if she had just been a dream, a fools dream. A dream he should have never allowed himself the luxury of enjoying. He rolled up to the stop light reviving his engine as he sat there.

"Hey Aiden," The feminine coo drifted through the air, the smell of a familiar perfume, the same perfume that Amelia wore filling his senses.

Aiden glanced in the direction of the sweet aroma to notice a convertible full of Charming Highs most popular sitting next to him at the stop light. The voice and the aroma came from Suzanne White the head cheerleader sitting in the back seat, he only knew her in passing, and well they had interrupted some porn star worthy fucking between her and Jason Johnson a while back outside of the football stadium. Jax, Aiden and even Opie had all been in agreement she had some great tits. He peered over his sunglasses at the halter top she wore that allowed her cleavage to burst out as if they were overly inflated balloons.

"Hey there, Suzanne," Aiden gave her a wry smile, "What's up?" Aiden smirked knowing one thing that was getting up, his dick.

"Nothing much just same old boring summer bullshit," Suzanne leaned forward as she spoke the words giving him a better look of the cleavage she was so very proud of.

"How's Amelia doing Aiden?" The voice came from the driver seat where Hannah Marshall sat glaring at him from the rearview mirror in front of her, "I haven't seen her in a while. She's a very beautiful girl, and you two make a great couple." She turned back facing the stoplight, before peering again in the rearview mirror this time at her bitch in heat friend, hoping she take the hint and simmer down. She knew the famous Suzanne White tone "I want that" was being used as she spoke to Aiden. Hannah had heard it practiced by her friend many times. The word gash popped into her mind.

"Wouldn't know haven't seen her in weeks," Aiden answered flatly returning his full attention to Suzanne's cleavage.

"Oh, no have you two had a little falling out have you, Aiden?" Suzanne answered her voice dripping with fake concern "Is there anything I can do to help?" She smiled at him as she stressed the word help.

Hannah looked in the rearview mirror once again as she commented rolling her eyes in disgust. Even though the world thought they were best friend she truly disliked her. In all honestly she truly disliked most of her popular friends finding them all fake and backstabbing. Hannah missed the youthful innocent days and the friendships from that time immensely. A sudden urge began building in her to clean house on her friendships and her relationship with David.

Aiden shrugged his shoulders as he continued to glare at her cleavage then into her face with a mischievous smile. He shifted on the seat of his bike shocked at how aroused he was.

"Maybe sometime I could go on a ride with you," Suzanne offered her own mischievous smile forming.

"Well, babe you're welcome to get on right now if you would like," Aiden smirked at her.

Hannah watched in horror as she jumped over the side of the car, before she even had time to protest or interject a reminder that David and Jason were waiting for them. The light turned green as Aiden helped Suzanne on the back of his bike and sped off. Hannah sat at the light for moment shaking head before a profound thought entered her mind that perhaps today was the day to clean house on her socialite life.

"There they are," Opie nudged Jax as Donna and Tara approached the garage doors.

"Hey, boys we brought lunch," Donna walked up with the casserole dish in hand a look of accomplishment and pride on her face.

Jax had to admit the aroma coming from whatever Donna had prepared for them smelled pretty damn good.

"Here babe I'll take that for you," Opie reached down taking the dish from her brushing his lips against hers as he did.

"How you been babe," Jax moved towards Tara his arms wrapping around her immediately finding their favorite resting spot just above her delectable ass. He leaned in pressing his lips against hers, the uncontrollable urgency building immediately between them immediately.

"Better now baby," She returned his kiss her body aching for him. She could feel a surge of wetness that dampened her panties. Hers bodies response just from his lips. It had been that way since the beginning; anytime they were close her body responded readily, always yearning to be joined with his. Jax had told her it was the same for him as well.

"I'll be god damned," Opie spoke the words as he eyes wondered in the direction of the parking lot where a car had just parked next to his truck.

Tara, Donna and Jax looked up immediately to see what had captured Opies attention.

"Amelia," Tara shrieked in surprise as she let go of Jax running towards her friend.

Tara had felt horrible about what had transpired at the cabin. There hadn't been a day that passed since then that she hadn't thought about Amelia. They all missed her and like Aiden felt lost in a way, as if a piece of the puzzle was not present. After Aiden had begged Marie to tell him where Amelia was at, both Tara and Donna had begged Marie, the housekeeper aka surrogate mother, themselves for her location but she wouldn't budge. She had simply told them Amelia was safe and just needed time.

Donna quickly released Opie a smile of joy crossing her face as she ran towards Amelia as well.

Amelia watched as her friends approached a feeling of both joy and relief washed over her. She had truly been nervous to just show up at the TM, but since arriving back in Charming late the prior evening she had known it needed to be first on her list. She desperately wanted to make things right with Aiden again. Being away from him over the summer had made her realize just how much she loved and needed him. Even if that meant Aiden staying with the club until she turned 18. Quickly she ran towards her friends flinging her arms around, hugging them close to her.

Opie and Jax stood back arms crossed identically as they watched the scene unfold, matching broad smiles on their face as the three girls hugged in a circle giggling.

"Thank God she's back," Jax spoke the words with relief in his voice.

"What about the pep squad situation?" Opie arched his brow.

"Suzanne is just a fucking unofficial croweater. She will crawl on to her next conquest trust me, and if she doesn't I will push her along," Jax sat the wrench down wiping his hands once again.

"You're right man," Opie stroked his beard, "Aiden needs Amelia, once they talk shit will get hashed out right away. Guess we will be subjected to that good ole A team public display of affection once again." He sighed.

"I know man," Jax slapped him across the back knowingly; "I have missed their sickening bullshit also," He paused for a moment, "About time to get things back to normal around here."

The two men stepped out of the garage their strides matching as they headed towards the giggling girls, both ecstatic to hear the noise of their laughter.

"Darlin'" Jax stretched his arms out hugging Amelia, "Really good to see you back where you belong."

"Yeah, I agree," Opie hugged her next.

Amelia smiled at both of them. Her eyes looking back over at Donna still shocked that her friend was pregnant.

"Looks like I have missed a lot," Amelia smirked at Opie.

"Sorry we couldn't wait on the wedding, Amelia," Donna apologized sincerely, "As you can see time was of the essence."

Opie smiled reaching out rubbing her small belly, "She understands, baby."

Amelia blushed slightly at the sight at least now the mysterious stomach virus had been solved. She marveled at how truly beautiful they looked together. Her heart burst with happiness but was also filled with a longing. She knew she needed to see Aiden.

"Where's Aiden?" She smiled looking around not seeing his bike.

Donna and Tara looked to the boys to answer her question not wanting to say anything that would upset an already delicate situation.

"He's out on a run darlin'" Jax smiled as if everything was perfect, and to him everything was perfect now that Amelia was back. Suzanne was nothing more than a play thing passing Aiden's time he knew that. He was sure however that Amelia might not share his belief or understanding on the matter, and felt they should be reunited for Aiden to handle any details he thought were pertinent.

"Will he be back soon?" Amelia asked the tone revealing her disappointment.

"Probably won't see him until later," Jax replied, "I tell you what come have some lunch with us," Jax smiled nodding towards the TM. He knew even though Aiden was out with Suzanne he wouldn't be bringing her anywhere near the clubhouse. The clubhouse was one of the safest places for Amelia to be until they could locate Aiden, "If he doesn't show up by the time we are finished we will send out a search party for him." Jax continued to smile knowing a few private out of the way locations Aiden had frequented with casual fucks before Amelia. He would send some of the prospects out if he had too.

He looked over at Opie who he knew from his eye contact was reading his mind. Keep her busy and then if needed go search Aiden out to let him know she was back.

"Sounds good," Amelia walked towards the TM hugging her friends truly happy to be back in Charming.

"Jax are you sure we shouldn't have told her? I would have felt better if we could have kept her here until Aiden showed." Tara placed the helmet on her head as she mounted the bike taking the seat behind Jax wasting no time in clasping her arms tightly his waist.

"Naw babe, best to find Aiden and send him to her," Jax started the engine of the Harley wishing they could have kept Amelia detained at the TM until his return as well, "You will see once they have some time together everything else will work itself out. They just need time alone."

Tara assumed by time alone Jax meant in bed, and she figured he was probably right. If they could just reconnect again she really felt in her heart nothing else would matter. She had felt strongly if Amelia hadn't left the cabin so abruptly that night Aiden could have fixed things before the weekend was over. A feeling of guilt washed over her once again, she wished for nothing more than to be able to take back the conversation in the kitchen.

Jax pulled the bike forward stopping along side of Opie and Donna.

"Donna you ok on the back of that bike?" Jax winked at her.

"I am fine, soon I won't be able to ride much," Donna leaned in closer to Opie hugging her arms around his waist, "So, hush and let me enjoy myself." She winked at him playfully.

"Ain't nothing wrong with her being on the bike," Opie started the engine, "Shit, our mom's were straddling a bike up to the day before we popped out."

"Yeah, and look how we have turned out," Jax huffed.

"Look pretty good from where I am sitting, biker boy," Tara whispered in his ear.

Jax could feel himself growing hard just from the sound of her voice, "Let's find Aiden so we can get some real celebrations started," The smell of her, the rumble of his bike, fuck he needed to take her back inside the TM and get some instant relief before starting the search. He frowned knowing relief would have to wait. They needed to find Aiden sooner rather than later, the thought of Amelia seeing them together didn't paint a pretty picture in Jax's mind.

Amelia drove through the streets of Charming heading towards the cathedral the only way she knew how to travel, fast. Speeding for Amelia was the same sensation the boys got when they rode their bikes, all the problems of the world faded away. There was a certain release and freedom that washed over her as she strategically weaved her car in and out of traffic. To Amelia it was like a game of chess, each move determining the ultimate outcome.

The music blared out of the radio, as she sang along cheerfully, her long blonde hair whipped in the breeze. She was so lost in the moment; in the thought of seeing Aiden, Amelia almost missed his black Harley in the parking lot of the popular road side diner. A smile of excitement crossed her face as she quickly made a U-turn and headed back towards the parking lot.

Jumping out of the convertible not even bothering to lock it or put the top up Amelia burst through the glass door, the chime above announcing her arrival. The smell of fried foods immediately hitting her nostrils, her stomach rumbled for a moment reminding her it had been days since she had eaten much. She put the thought of food to the back of her mind. The only thing that mattered to her at that moment was locating Aiden; food would simply have to wait. Amelia could feel him close the need to touch him overwhelming her senses.

The friendly waitress behind the counter greeted her cheerfully asking if she would like a table, booth or bar seat, Amelia opened her mouth to reply when Aiden's voice float in the air. She could feel the warmth in her cheeks as the sound of him filled her senses, then came a sound she hadn't anticipated.

Tara looked over at the parking lot of the diner she worked at part-time as they sped past and immediately noticed the scene. Her hand slapped against the back of Jax's leather cut.

Jax felt Tara's hand on his back, he turned to glance over his shoulder, and that's when he saw them, the three of them in the diner parking lot. He could tell by the body language it wasn't good. Jesus Christ! Pulling over on the easement and skidding to an abrupt stop he turned the bike back in the direction of the trio.

Opie saw Jax ahead pull over and make a U-turn just as Donna shouted in his ear to look over at the diner parking lot. He could feel the blood drain from his face as she saw Suzanne, Aiden and Amelia all out front. God Damn it!

Hannah Marshall drove along the streets of Charming lost in deep thought. She had heard Amelia Tate was back in town and had decided to go over and see her. Once upon a time they had been friends, not best friends, but friends none the less. She didn't know if she knew about Aiden and Suzanne yet, but she knew when Amelia did find out she was going to be crushed. She had watched them together and knew they loved each other. Being with Aiden was the only time Hannah could really recall Amelia truly happy.

She frowned momentarily as the image of Parker entered her mind. Parker Peterson was part of the elite group of football pricks. He was an honorary member along with David Hale, and Jason Johnson. They were the elite, All State Players, and they all liked bragging about their conquest with the girls as much as their touchdowns on the field. Parker had bragged about his supposed conquest of Amelia Tate, bragged so loudly she had gotten expelled from the private school they both attended. Bragged so loud the effects on Amelia had been very profound.

Hannah's mind drifted to Suzanne who had been hanging all over Aiden since that day at the red light. She hadn't been spending anytime with the head cheerleader since her brazen move. Hannah had even broken off her relationship with David when she arrived with the news that Suzanne wouldn't be joining them. Jason had been less than thrilled, David even less thrilled when Hannah informed him she had grown tired of the ignorant game of charades they were playing.

David had smugly told her leaving him was a huge mistake, a comment to which Hannah had replied with a fuck you, despite her formal upbringing. David had not bothered to call on her again, spending his summer beach side with Jason, the two of them brooding together, licking each other's wounds.

Needing to lighten the mood Hannah reached down to turn up the radio when she noticed Jax and Opies Harleys pulling into the diner parking lot with the girls on the back. She assumed they were just stopping in for a meal, sighing heavily she thought back to the caddy remark she had made to Tara months ago about getting together for lunch. Hannah knew she needed to apologize and try to make some sort of peace with her. As she watched them pull into the dusty parking lot her eye caught view of Amelia and Suzanne and even from a distance she could tell they were screaming at one another.

"You are nothing but a fucking whore!" Amelia shouted at Suzanne.

"I am a whore?" Suzanne smirked, "The story I heard about you two," She glanced from Amelia to Aiden and then back to Amelia before continuing, "was you fell into his bed within a few hours of meeting. How you convinced him of that virgin bullshit is beyond me. We all know you fucked Parker at that private school and got yourself kicked out as a result."

"You fucking bitch!" Amelia screamed, "That's not true!"

"Sure it's not. Everyone knows the Principle of the school walked and caught you both in the act. Heard he was fucking you in the locker room shower, shit at least I hold out for a bed." Suzanne's voice dripped with hatred and sarcasm as she spoke the words.

"That's enough!" Aiden stepped between the two girls turning to Suzanne first, his anger raging at both of them, but the need to defend Amelia honor overwhelmed him, cancelling out his anger for the moment, "I can assure you fucking Parker was full of shit, Suzanne!"

"Really, Aiden, you sure about that, sure your little virgin Amelia wasn't tainted goods when you got her?" Suzanne smiled vindictively Amelia's way.

"I am sure," Aiden could feel momentary absence of rage returning, "Go stand over by your car and wait for me," He spit the words out at her before turning back to face Amelia.

"Yeah, be a good little doggie and follow big bad biker boy's orders," Amelia hissed the words hatefully, the words that followed flowing from her mouth before she could stop them, "Congratulations Aiden, your doggie is very obedient, and how proud you must be. Hope you dipped her for fleas."

The words pissed him off as they left her mouth, but still he found himself searching her eyes for even the slightest glimmer of hope that they weren't over. He had been caught completely off guard when she walked over to the table glaring at them both as if her blues eyes were daggers. The feeling of joy from seeing her was immediately replaced with a feeling of doom as if he were falling into a pit of never ending darkness. Fuck me! Just a little break is all I ask!

"BASTARD," Amelia screamed at him, "You never loved me did you? I was just a …. a … a fucking play thing to you. A notch in your belt," She could feel the fury and hurt building in her.

"What the Fuck?" Aiden had never felt such a mixture of love and hate course though him in his entire life, "You disappear for months, no word, no phone call, nothing, not shit! You are a fucking selfish spoiled bitch, Amelia." He stood shocked at the last words that had left his mouth. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? A voice screamed inside of his core so hard it almost shook him.

Amelia stood stunned by his words, as if he had reached out and slapped her across the face. Reacting without thought Amelia extended her delicate hand, determined that she not be the only one who felt the sting of a slap upon their face. Her palm burned protest as the red mark began to appear on his flesh.

Aiden glared at her momentarily fury ripping through him, he had never hit a woman, but the temptation was so great to him at the moment his mouth watered. The thought quickly left him as another emotion consumed him, the urge to kiss her, make love to her. Reaching towards Amelia he pulled her angry body into his arms, the warmth of her presence, the smell of her so close ignited frenzy within him.

"No!" Amelia yelled as she pulled away, "Don't touch me, don't ever touch me again," Her eyes traveled over to Suzanne who stood smugly by her car watching them a look of victory upon her face.

Not willing to let the bitch see her cry Amelia quickly turned on her heel making a bee line towards her car. Aiden stood in shock unable to even react as she started the engine the dust flying into the air as she drove away.

"FUCK ME!" He screamed into the heavens as her car left the parking lot.

"You don't need her, baby," Suzanne crept up behind him hugging her lush body against his back allowing her hands to travel around his torso, "She doesn't deserve you," She cooed into his ear.

Tara and Donna stood paralyzed unable to wrap their minds around the scene that had just played out in front of them. Opie and Jax stood close by in a similar state, the hope they had felt for the couple earlier that day vanished, poof, gone, just as Amelia had been months ago.

"You are nothing but a two bit gash whore," The sound of Hannah's voice came from behind Tara and Donna as they watched her walk past them towards Suzanne.

"Excuse me?" Suzanne looked at Hannah as if she did not understand the words the young girl had spoken so clearly.

"I said you are a GASH WHORE!" Hannah stared at her sternly, "Does it need to be spelled out for you? G-A-S-H, W-H-O-R-E! Is that clear enough for you or shall I get a piece of paper and write it down?"

"Me?" Suzanne eyed her for a moment before allowing her gaze to drift Jax and Tara's direction, "What about you dear friend? The whole town knows you are dripping for Teller over there. Don't pull your holier than thou act with me," Suzanne hissed the words out at her as she stepped away from Aiden coming eye to eye with Hannah.

"I am not perfect, but I am not like you," Hannah stared at her intently, "My legs don't fly open like a Venus fly trap each time a prey flies by. You knew they were together, you knew they were in love but yet you jumped out of my car like a fucking whore at that red light."

"You know Hannah … perhaps if you would be more concerned about your own business, you could keep a man satisfied," Suzanne smirked before continuing, "Poor David, he told me what a cold fish you are, what a boring individual. Why according to him vanilla ice cream has more flavor."

Hannah looked at Suzanne with disgust, the shame washing over her that they had ever been within a close radius of one another. She felt even more shame at allowing David to woo her to run with his group of cronies in the first place. Hannah felt the rage stir within and to her it felt like a volcano about to erupt. She could feel her hands clenching forming tight fists and before she could contain the rage her right fist came into contact with Suzanne's nose.

Hannah could feel the give followed by the warmth of blood that immediately covered her hand as the chilling screams filled the air. She felt and heard the onlookers that were gazing at them both outside and inside the diner. Her knuckles began to ache and she could feel the swelling already setting in,
despite the pain shooting through her hand, radiating up her arm, hitting Suzanne had felt good, it had felt damn good.

"You crazy bitch," Suzanne spit the words out through her pain, "You are finished with our group do you hear me?! Finished! When I am done with you, you will regret this, Hannah Marshall."

Hannah could only stare at the girl her hand now twitching to hit her again, despite the throbbing protest her swollen knuckles screamed at her.

"Get the hell out of here you bitch or you will have more problems than a fucked up nose," Tara's voice full of nothing but promise to fulfill her words as she stepped to the side of Hannah.

"You are kidding me right?" Suzanne looked at Tara in disbelief, "You do understand she wants…."

"Shut the FUCK UP!" Tara glared at her in rage as her eyes narrowed, "Get the hell out of here while you still can, or I swear to God I won't held responsible for my actions."

"Crazy bitches!" Suzanne spit out as she turned to make her way back to her car, "You all deserve each other," She glared in disgust at each of them.

Hannah stood beside Tara as Suzanne started her car exiting the parking lot. Slowly she turned to look Tara in the eyes. No words were spoken as their eyes locked and a certain truce was formed between the two girls. Would they ever be friends, Hannah didn't know, but she did know whatever had transpired was a good place to start.

Aiden closed his eyes for a moment crouching down grabbing his knees with his hands, his head pounding in response to the events of the last thirty minutes. God damn it how did things every get so fucked up?

"Brother," Opie placed his hand on Aiden's shoulder crouching down slightly, "Do you love her?"

Aiden peered up at Opie his dark eyes in agony, "Yes, Christ yes, I love her."

"Then put an end to this fuckin' shit once and for all, fix it man," Opie nodded his chin as he spoke the words, "Tell her you love her, tell her you love her until she listens. I don't care if it takes you the rest of your miserable fuckin' life. Go get your girl, brother."

Aiden stood up straight, his eyes saying a thank you to Opie that he didn't speak with words. For the first time in months he knew exactly what he needed to do, everything was clear, in his clarity he saw the one thing that mattered, and that one thing was Amelia. Quickly he walked over mounted his bike and started the engine taking off in the direction Amelia had disappeared determined he would take no less than a yes from her.

They all stood staring as Aiden disappeared out of sight, each looked to one another a long period of silence consuming them, a silence finally broken by Donna.

"Are they going to be ok?" Donna walked over to Opie her eyes shining hopefully.

"Yeah, baby they are going to be fine." Opie pulled her to him, lowering his head to her hair he breathed her in.

"Damn Hannah gonna have to start calling you slugger," Jax walked over to the girls standing together.

"And you baby, you were amazing." He winked at Tara.

"You need some ice for your hand," Tara glanced down at the Hannah's bruised swollen knuckles, "It might actually be broken."

"I'll be ok…." Hannah could feel the pain course through her now that the adrenaline rush was dissipating.

"Hey the least we could do is get you some ice," Opie smiled at Hannah, "Good to see you back to your old self," He winked at her.

"Hey lets all go in and have a coke or something while Tara fixes her up with some ice," Donna smiled, "Actually I have a huge craving for some ice cream. I mean as long as you think Aiden and Amelia will do ok without us."

"Baby, they are going to be locked up in that cathedral for a month straight I promise you," Opie winked, "Come on ya'll let's get that some Ice for slugger, and Ice cream for preggo." He turned nodding towards the diner door.

The unlikely set of five sat in the circular booth of the diner laughing as they recalled the look on Suzanne's face when Hannah's fist square in her face. The sounds of laughter were abruptly interrupted as the diner door crashed open the chimes ringing out in protest.

"What the hell?" Jax watched as at girl entered the diner and approached the counter her hands flailing around wildly as she spoke rapidly to the waitress behind the counter.

"Jax, what's happening," Tara asked as she watched the waitress Sally that she had worked plenty of shifts with turn quickly grabbing for the phone as the girl stood her face ashen in appearance.

"I'll be right back, darlin' " Jax brushed his lips upon Tara's forehead before stepping to the outside of the booth, Opie followed him forming up on his right side and they approached the diner counter together.

"What's going on?" Opie inquired.

"There's been a horrible wreck a few miles up the way," The girl responded in a panicked voice, "They are calling an ambulance, but I don't think the guy is alive. He came through the intersection so damned fast; the driver of the truck says he never even saw his bike."

Jax eyes locked with Opie neither spoke a word as they ran out of the door towards their own bikes.