Never Again

Chapter 14

Another week passed, one which kept Cora on her toes. Her job at St. Thomas had officially started, and so far, it was going well. She quite liked working with Dr. Emilia Reid, and found that while what she did at St. Thomas was very different than what she had done in Tacoma, it was still fulfilling. Her new job was also much more demanding than it had been at the clinic, though Cora enjoyed that; she liked feeling busy, and was glad to finally have something to do aside from organize her apartment.

Working also took away from her time spent with her family and friends at SAMCRO. Cora hadn't had time to visit the clubhouse during the week, though in the process, she had managed to dodge a ton of drama. And from what Cath had told her over the phone, Cora had certainly missed a lot.

From what she had understood from her conversations, Gemma had assaulted some croweater and ended up in prison. The ATF were also in town, and something had gone down between Tara, Jax, and one of the agents, though Cora wasn't given the specifics of that matter. To top it all off, the Nords and Mayans were somehow working together, conspiring against the Sons; apparently, they had something to do with warehouse explosion from earlier in the month.

It seemed like quite a lot all at once, so Cora was glad to have been separate from it. She had only been back for about two weeks, and she wanted to enjoy at least a little bit of normalcy before getting mixed up with the club.

Cora glanced up at her office clock. It was 5 PM, so it was time for head to home for the day. She packed up her things, stuffing them into her workbag before making her way out of her office and over to Emilia's. The pharmacist was sitting at her desk, reading through some paperwork, her glasses on, and coppery hair tied back in a low bun. Cora liked how professional Emilia always looked; it made her feel less out of place at work. At the clinic, Cora had been one of few to dress so fancily, so it was assuring to see Emilia present herself in a similar way.

"I'm heading out," Cora told the pharmacist with a smile.

Emilia looked up to Cora, turning her attention away from the papers on her desk. "Alright," she grinned back. "I'll see you tomorrow at nine o'clock, right?"

Cora gave a confirming nod before saying "goodbye" and exiting Emilia's office. She clutched her workbag close, making her way down the hospital hallway and towards the exit. But before she could leave, she heard someone call her name, bringing her to a halt.

"Hey, Coralie."

Cora didn't need to look behind her to know who it was. There was only one person who called her by her full name and never by her nickname. "Dad?" She turned around, studying her father as he stood before her. "What are you doing here?"

"I just came from an appointment," he explained.

Cora gave him a puzzled look. "Did Cath not come with you?" From what Cora had been told, Cath was to be taking Unser to all of his appointments. But as Cora looked around the hallway, she didn't see Cath anywhere.

Unser shook his head. "No, she's here," he replied. "She's still talking to the doctor, asking about treatment costs and whatnot." Cora gave a small nod as Unser clarified, "I had to step out of the room; it's all a little overwhelming."

Cora offered a sympathetic smile; she took a few steps closer to her father, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, dad," she lamented.

"It's okay, sweetheart," he mumbled. He looked to his daughter, thinking silently to himself, his mind wandering to the events from earlier in the day. "Work was hectic today," he admitted.

Cora raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?" With everything going on with SAMCRO, she figured that what Unser was about to say had something to do with them. She just hoped it was more good news rather than bad.