"Shit…," Opie sighed when he saw Lila breaking through the crowd at a run, "This can't be good." Especially since she was being followed by a massively tall, muscled, tattooed, kutte wearing, bald, bearded man whom was carrying a seemingly passed out Tara, bridal style.
Standing up from his camping chair, he banged on the side of the RV, "You're gonna wanna get out here, brother."
Jax, Opie, Rat Boy, Happy, Tig, their respective old ladies, one of the prospects (whom drove the RV) and a few of the hang arounds were all at a one of the biggest biker rallies California had. Jax and the guys talked to and compared notes about club life with other clubs.
Stepping to the doorway, "What the…" Jax growled the second he saw the problem. "What the fuck happened?!" he stepped out of the door frame so violently, the whole RV shook in the aftermath, "Who the fuck are you," Jax walked right up to the guy and began to attempt to take Tara from the man, "and why are you carrying my wife?!"
The stranger basically ignored Jax's reaction to him, pushed past him and set her down in the chair Opie had just vacated.
"What did you do to my wife?!" Jax demanded, as he knelt down in front of Tara. She was conscious, trying to speak, but her words slurred.
"Jaaa," her head lolled to the side as she passed out.
Jax stood up, and looked at the giant again, "I'm going to ask you one more time." He stepped so close to the man he was literally toe to toe with him, "What the FUCK did you do to my wife?!" he spit out through gritted teeth.
"Calm down, killer," the man held his hands out in a calming manner and said, "I didn't do anything. I'm a first responder with the security team. We've been having reports that a team has been trying to drug women…"
"Your saying my wife's been rophied?" Jax was beginning to see red. He thought he could get away with at least one month without having to shed someone's blood.
"You're gonna want to hear this brother," Opie called out to him, as he held a crying Lila to his chest.
Sorry so short. I will try to make the next one longer.
