Simple Fire

Threatening

She rushed the girl to a room to do a thorough examination including a sexual assault kit. She'd been taken for x-rays and a CT scan to make sure there was nothing broken or no other internal injuries. The woman was beyond angry and it was directed at the motorcycle club. If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have been attacked. Tara recognized the name on the chart and quickly called Gemma to let her know the young woman the Sons had been watching had been brought in.

Teegan was laying in the hospital bed when the door opened up. She rolled her eyes seeing Gemma coming in. The older woman had a seat by her bed and looked her over.

"Oh, baby, what happened to you?" Gemma questioned.

"I was attacked, what does it look like?" Teegan hissed, "If it weren't for that stupid motorcycle club I would have been left alone. I wouldn't be dealing with this shit and I wouldn't have to worry about anything but my shop."

"We were just trying to protect you, sweetheart. The boys have enemies and sometimes when things go south, they try to retaliate by hurting those closest to the club." Gemma explained, "Can you tell me exactly what happened?"

"I didn't even hear them breaking in. Then I was grabbed from my bed and forced into the dining room where they tied me to a chair so their leader could tell me they were there because you. Then I was untied, held, and beaten. Pretty sure they sexually assaulted me too while they were at it since I was naked from the waist down when I came to." She explained.

"I'm so sorry this happened to you, Teegan." Gemma grabbed her hand to give it a squeeze but Teegan pulled her hand back.

"I just want you fuckers to leave me the hell alone. All my problems in this town are all your fault." She crossed her arms over her chest.

"You're going to want friends in this town. Allies. You don't want to push us away, sweetheart." Gemma stood up as Tara entered the room and asked to speak to Gemma.

The older woman walked out into the hallway and shut the door.

"Gem, Lyla was just brought in. She's been attacked too. Beaten pretty severely." Tara told her.

"Two of us in one night. That's not good. I'll call Clay and let him know what's happened. How is Teegan?" Gemma asked.

"Deep muscle bruising, nothing broken, mild concussion, she's been sexually assaulted so we're going to give her an antibiotic and the morning after pill just in case. Otherwise I think she'll be fine." Tara told her.

"Let me know about Lyla." Gemma stated before whipping out her phone.

She immediately called her husband and let him know what had happened to both Teegan and Lyla. The biker leader sighed hearing what was going on while they were away. Jax looked at him funny but he just held up a finger. Gemma told him how Teegan was and that she was still waiting on word about Lyla. He thanked her before hanging up. He repeated what Gemma had told him making the entire group angry. This is exactly what they'd tried to prevent.

"That girl is too stubborn for her own good." Jax sighed.

"Think she tried to fight back?" Juice asked.

"Knowing Teegan? Most definitely." Tig chuckled.

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Clay wanted to speak with Teegan himself when they got back into town. Tig was sure she'd be at her shop so they headed there. Jax, Clay, Tig, Chibs, and Opie. Hearing the rumble of bikes made her angry. She stood behind the counter, hand ready to pull her gun out. She watched as they parked in front of her shop and then casually stroll in. She didn't even bother putting on a fake smile for them.

"I'm Clay Morrow, president of SAMCRO. I don't think we've been properly introduced." Clay slid his glasses into his vest pocket.

Tig winced and then got angry when he got a good look at Teegan for the first time. He hated that she'd been attacked in her own home because of them.

"I don't care. Go away." She stated as she stared the Prez down.

"No need to be so hostile." Clay stated, "Can you tell us who did this to you? We'll handle things."

"Go the fuck away and leave me alone. I don't know what's so hard about that concept. If it weren't for you, I'd have been fine." She hissed.

"Come on, Darlin'. Just cooperate." Jax urged.

"Fuck off and leave me alone." She stated again.

"We're not going to hurt you, we just want to get to the bottom of who attacked you and Opie's wife." Clay calmly stated.

"As I told them, whatever your beef is between you guys. Leave me out of it." She stated.

"Who's them?" Jax questioned.

"Get...out...of...my...shop!" She yelled.

"We're not going anywhere until we get the answers we're looking for." Clay rested his hands on the counter.

She whipped her gun out and pointed it at his head.

"I'm only going to tell you once. Get out. I will not hesitate to pull this trigger. On all of you if it comes down to it." She stared into Clay's eyes.

"You're out-gunned here, Darlin'." Jax calmly said.

"So what? I'd rather be dead than deal with you bastards anymore." She hissed, never taking her eyes off Clay, "You're making my life hell."

"You don't want to make this mistake." Clay told her.

"Just one more mistake to not regret." She shrugged.

"Lass, put tha gun down. Let's talk." Chibs urged as he looked between her and his Prez.

"Teegan, listen to me. Put it down. We just want to take revenge on those who've hurt you and Lyla. We look after our own even if they don't want to be ours." Tig stated, "Do it for me, Doll."

She sighed as she continued to stare but refused to put her gun down until the overhead bell rang.

"Uh, is the shop open for business?" A kid no older than eighteen asked.

"Yeah. (She finally put her gun away) You can look at tats I've already done, possible tats, or I can draw something up for you." She told him as he scooted his way through the bikers.

"Just tell us. Please." Jax asked one more time.

"It was Weston and his cronies." She finally relented.

"Tig, stay here." Clay ordered.

The kid picked out his tattoo so she moved him to her station. Tig sat down and watched as she was careful at how she sat. It was easy to see she was in pain but wasn't going to let that stop her from working. The kid chatted happily about his ink and his other tattoos but she was clearly in no mood to talk. She was a lot stronger than Tig realized as he watched her. Lyla had been a sobbing mess but Teegan was just pissed off.

Hearing that she'd been attacked pissed Tig off greatly. Not just because the Sons had tried to keep her from getting hurt but because the bastards had had the nerve to violate her. He wanted revenge. He wanted to make them pay for hurting her. He was out for blood but he wouldn't be the one getting it. Happy had that privilege. Before he knew it, the kid was at the counter and paying for his ink before throwing some money in her tip jar.

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