Straight on till Morning

A/N: its not an excuse just a reason… I went through some stuff last year and I am finally back to reality with school and friends…and writing. Anyways on a positive note I got into my dream school.
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The carpet was soft on her cheek as she squished her eyes shut, held down and unable to move by Uncle John's arm. She could hear the loud rumble of motorcycles outside and the loud ringing of firecrackers above her head. She laid on that carpet till the Darlings' were in Neverland. Uncle John removed his hand slowly before bouncing off the carpet like a tiger before he ran out the door, calling over his shoulder for Jackson to call Piney.
The sobs of Tommy filtered into her eardrums and she opened her eyes one at a time, searching for her little friend. She found him cradled on Aunt Gemma's lap. She sat up and gently scooted over to him before holding his hand in her own and singing to him. His cries subsided, slowing to soft little muffles and hiccups.
Before she could ask Aunt Gemma what had happened her Uncle was back in the living room and pulling Tommy into his arms. "It was those damn Mayans" He explained, as he held a hand out for his wife, giving her a hand up.
Gemma didn't ask any questions or demand answers; she simply just took one look at each of them in turn before setting her sights on the ruined carpet.
"Are you hit?" She yells, turning her around so her blue nighty fluttered before swishing against her feet.
She looked down at herself, her eyes slowly lowering to the carpet taking in the glass littering the floor and the splotches of ice cream and brownie mixed with spots of blood.
She shook her head no, afraid that if she spoke she would scream or worse, cry. The ringing in her ears hadn't gone away yet and she wondered if it ever would.
Her Uncle said something, what exactly she couldn't be sure but she knew it was not good when he tiptoed farther into the house and deposited Tommy on the kitchen table. She watched as he followed the same path before picking her up and depositing her beside a red faced Teller.
She studied her Aunt as she pulled her shirt over her head and depositing it on the floor before she stepped into the pooled shirt and shuffled over to the table.
"Your Uncle cut up his feet, so no horsey rides for a while." Aunt Gemma told them smiling softly as she wiped tears off her youngest child's face.
"Uncle Piney said that Chibs and Tig are on their way and that he was gonna go tell Uncle Hugh and Aunt Kat what happened. He said it'd be best if they heard it in person." Jax reported stepping out of the kitchen, feet barely on carpet.
"Thanks sweetie, I think you'll be fine if you just watch where you step. Maybe go around the opposite end of the table and go grab your brother and Tara some shoes. I have a feeling we will be making a trip to see your Aunt before the night is over." She suggested before looking pointedly at her and rolling her eyes, "cause if I don't I'm sure not even an MC at my disposal could keep your mother from hanging me by my toes and lighting my hair on fire."
"Gem I don't think you'd have to worry about your hair, Kat would pluck your nails out." Uncle John piped up as he hopped up on the table causing it to wobble and lifting his feet out so the air could get to his cuts.
"Maybe I'll start getting them filed down a bit." Gemma answered looking down at the polished claws.

"What the fuc-dging hell happened here?" Tig swore as he swung open the door and stepping into the house, glass crunching under his boots as he went.
"Mayans." Uncle John answered simply before wiggling his toes at Chibs who was right behind Tig.
He winced before stilling his feet as Chibs picked up a foot to examine it.
"Eh you'll live. Jus' got ye good is all. Be lucky it wasn't a bullet." He said professionally looking over her Uncle Johns' shoulder at a hole in the wall.
"Thanks for the wonderful bedside manner brother." He grunted as Chibs lifted his foot higher and poked at the tender skin.
"It ain't too bad, I'm gonna need some soap, a bowl of hot water and a towel." Chibs listed off to Tig who wasn't even paying attention.
"I can get it!" She shouts, more than happy to help Chibs. She scrambled off the table before any of the adults could object.

She dripped more water on the carpet than what was left in the bowl by the time she got back to the 'operating' table but the water was still awfully hot as it turned her finger pads bright red. She held the bar of soap, the kind that mama brought back from her trip to Ireland in her nighty pocket and a green washcloth over her shoulder. She set the half empty bowl on the carpeted floor right next to Chibs bent knee before smiling softly up at Uncle John as the older Irishmen continued to poke and prod at the tender flesh of her Uncles' foot.
"Thank ya' Darlin. You can drop that bar in the water if yer' wouldn't mind before getting the towel wet for me." He instructed before looking up at Uncle John who had a soft smile on his lips, that is before Chibs brushed the hot soapy water over the bottom of his foot.
"It's okay Uncle John, if it hurts you can squeeze my hand." She offered holding out her hand for him to grab paying no mind to the snickers coming from Tig and the scoff that fell from Jackson's mouth.
"Thanks princess. You know if you keep being such a good helper you might end up booting old Chibs here out of a job when you're older." He kidded until his good ole' doctor thought it would be funny to squeeze his heel.
"Watch it!" Her uncle snapped squeezing her hand a bit too tightly.
"You just remember who plucked those nine millimeters out of yer ass in Glasgow." Chibs mumbled as he pushed on her uncles foot doing a once over.

"He said he's gonna call him and Uncle Jury to come on up and to help us deal with this shit." Jax reported leaving Tig to follow Aunt Gemma around with a dust pan.
"Good." Uncle John clipped out in a nonsense manner, not even bothering to comment on Jax's use of a bad word as Chibs brushed the soap rag over his cut up feet once, twice and a third for good measure.
"Did he say how your Aunt Kat took the news? What about Hugh?" John continued to question, trying to get a scope of all the puzzle pieces on the board.
"Piney said she tried to leave the hospital bed and nearly had her IV ripped out of her arm before he could coax her back into bed." Jax answered, before catching a glimpse of Tig trailing mind his mother like a little duckling.
"What about Hugh?" Chibs spoke up from his position kneeling on the carpet.
"Uh-" Jackson's eyes fluttered to her before his sneakered foot brushed the carpet in a swiping motion before looking back up at Uncle John. "When Piney got to Aunt Kat's room she was alone and he wasn't in sight. Uncle Piney said that Aunt Kat hadn't seen him since she had dinner, which was a while ago." He soldiered on despite the look that came over his father's face, "Piney thinks it would be best if someone sat with Kat to keep an eye on her that is until she isn't alone." He finished trailing off as the room went silent.
She looked around the room once taking in the mess of glass and liquefied sugar on the carpet before she glanced back up at Uncle john and smiled at him a little uncertainly.
"Its okay sugar, we will get this messed cleaned up in no time." He tried to comfort her as Chibs began wrapping his feet.

"Gemma why don't you call the girls and have them start making some runs to the store to stock up on supplies. Tiggy, why don't you go round up Kozy and Bobby and then head on over to Piney's and Opie's and meet us at the Club house in an hour." He instructed voice commanding and powerful.
"Sure thing boss." Tig agreed, handing over the dust pan to her Aunt before shuffling out of the house and into the now silent night.
"Tara, be a good girl and go help Jax pack up Tommy's clothes while your Aunt finishes the cleanup." Uncle John urged throwing a soft smile at her and nudging his head toward the hall leading to the bedrooms.
"Okay Uncle John" She said happily, bounding off down the hall before turning back and throwing a look at Chibs.
"Next time I'll let you get the supplies." She said as it with such conviction before flitting back down the hall.
She heard loud guffaws of laughter and some snarky comments that she wasn't allowed to repeat till she was older but she was glad she made her Uncle laugh.

"Damn girl is a smartass like 'er mother. I'll bet ya a hundred bucks that she'll put Happy in his place before this damn mess is sorted." Chibs grumbled before tying the wrap in place and getting off his knees.
"Sorry brother, I'm a betting man but no point in betting on a sure thing." John stated merrily before clapping him on the back and gingerly setting weight on the soles of his feet.
"Time to call church" He announced over his shoulder as he slowly walked down the hall to grab his leather.