AN: We are stuck in the middle of this winter storm in NC. I hope you enjoy.

Tara approached the smiling, beautiful young woman behind the hostess stand returning the smile back at her.

"May I help you?"

"Teller, party of 2. Do you need to reserve bar seating too?"

The hostess thought about it for a few seconds, "Shouldn't need to but it can't hurt, I guess."

"Seating for 4 at the bar. If that is not possible, then table for 54under the name Quinndolyn," Tara chuckled under her breath at the name. The thought of a man the size of Quinn at 6'5" answering to Quinndolyn just made her giggle. Somehow the kids named him that, and it stuck for his nickname.

The hostess looked around behind Tara, seeing only one lone male who was a bit rough looking. He stood in front of the wall, away from the other patrons.

"The others are on the way," Tara assured her. This was the first real honest to God date she and Jax had every been on. The club or Gemma always took priority. And they only had to drive halfway across the country for it to happen.

Tara even went out, buying a new cute dress for the occasion. The boys all had to show up 'naked' (their words) because they had to be kutte and gun less here.

"Okay, this pager is for the 2," the hostess handed Tara the big gawky green contraption they used. "This one is for the seating for 4," Tara took it too. She put the one for her and Jax into her purse and just held the other.

"Doctor Knowles is that you?" A male walked up to her, leaving about 5 feet of space between himself and Tara. He was practically touching her. He looked her up and down, his eyes focusing on her lactating breasts, "You have really grown into your body in the last few years, haven't you?"

At the statement, a very bored Tig perked up. He pushed off the wall, the pocket knife he was using to clean under his finger nails, gripped in his fist.

"Doctor Richard," she replied, the smile on her face forced. Then the sweet sound of pipes drew closer and closer. To the other patrons it sounded like the white noise one hears daily. To Tara it was the sound of her man arriving.

"Your name is Dr Dick? Sounds about right," Tig added in only the manner he could.

She couldn't help but bite back a smile and snicker. She knew Tig would help her if she needed it, be she would be more comfortable and more confident with Jax by her side. Being back here in Chicago, it brought back some of the more uncomfortable experiences she had with old perverted men. The men who thought they could abuse and sexually harass who they wanted, without any ramifications. Legally or morally.

"Tell me, Dick. Does that usually do it for the broads around here?" he made his way in between Tara and the old man. "Where I'm from I just have to show them my kutte and they are all over me. You talking about a woman's assists really gets their motor humming huh?"

"Excuse me? I was talking to Dr. Knowles," Dr. Richards looked flabbergasted.

"Yeah, I heard ya," Tig confirmed. "You sexually harassed my friend. Not cool man."

She couldn't help but bite back a smile and snicker. She knew Tig would help her if she needed it, be she would be more comfortable and more confident with Jax by her side. Being back here in Chicago, it brought back some of the more uncomfortable experiences she had with old perverted men. The men who thought they could abuse and sexually harass who they wanted, without any ramifications. Legally or morally.

Tara's thoughts were cut short when a pair of strong hands cupping her face tilting her head back and kissing her thoroughly. After Jax pulled away he leaned back in and nipped at her lips again.

"Sorry I'm late babe," Jax said to her, slipping his arm behind her back. Looking at the stranger Tig was face to face with, "Is there a problem here?"

"Dr. Dick here was verbally admiring docs new girlish figure, and I took offense to that," Tig filled Jax in.

"I gotta say," Jax said as he released Tara, Chibbs automatically taking her hand to pull her out of harms way, "I'm pretty fucking offended too," Jax made his way in front of Dr. Dick.

Doctor Richards looked at the young rough looking man and all the men that surrounded him. He could no longer see Dr. Knowles, "And who just might you be?" he stuttered out.

Jax smirked at him, "I'm her husband," he paused, "I know my wife pretty fucking well and I know you offended her, without even asking her. My wife came back here to do what she does best; healing babies. To come back here to deal with your perverted bullshit, is not something I will tolerate. You've got to be a pretty smart guy, if you're a doctor. I hope we won't have to have this conversation."

"Some people need violence," Juice reminded them.

Happy perked up at that, "I do."

"Me too," Quinn agreed.

Just then, the table pager went off in her hand and in her bag, "Oh thank god," she sighed out, "Time to go, babe," she squeezed her way through the wall of men in front of her, took her man's hand and began tugging on him, "You too boys. Let's go!"

As she passed Dr. Dick, "I can't believe a woman with your abilities would associate with such thugs. That you would let a man fight your battles," he scoffed.

"You don't know a goddamn thing about these men, Dick. And I can fight my own battles, but it's so much more fun to watch my old man do it," she smirked at him.

"TABLE FOR TELLER. SEATING FOR QUINNDOLYN."

"Teller," Jax said to one of the waitresses holding menus. He pulled Tara in close to him, "Jesus Christ babe, you look hot as fuck. I'm not sure I'll be able to concentrate to eat," he nipped her lips.

"Public bathroom sex has never been off the table," she reminded him quietly.

"Goddammit woman, I fucking love you."

Next to them, Quinn said, "I'm Quinndolyn," then he looked at Tara, "Not funny, doc."

"Yes, it is," Tig laughed.

"Damn right it is, Doc. QUINNY!" Chibbs hollered.

Jax patted Tig on the back, "Thanks brother."

"Docs one of ours," Tig shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not gonna let anything happen to one of our old ladies."