“What happened?” he asks me as I lay her down on the bed.
“Someone hit her with a truck, she thinks it’s broken” I growl because the thought of someone hurting her is killing me.
“Okay. What’s your name?”
“Lyssa. She’s Spider’s sister, and my woman.”
I say this while looking at her and she smiles when I say it.
“Ah okay, that’s why you were holding her like precious cargo.” Doc laughs. “Let me have a look at Lyssa and see what’s going on with her leg. Is there any chance you’re pregnant?”
“What the fuck, Doc?” Why is he asking that?
She laughs. “No unless the immaculate conception.” She smiles. “I can guarantee I’m not pregnant.”
“Yet,” I say under my breath. Maybe I wasn’t quiet enough because she stares at me. I just nod my head.
Doc carries out an x-ray, then checks her leg and puts it into a cast. “Now, you’ll have the cast for six weeks, I’ll come see you in five weeks just to check it’s healing.” He looks up at me, “Make sure you be careful with her, I know what kind of a brute you are.”
Lyssa laughs.
“Don’t worry, Doc. I’ll treat her like she’s a precious piece of glass. She won’t be walking for a while, I’ll carry her around the clubhouse.”
Doc laughs and shakes his head. Lyssa shakes hers too, but she doesn’t fight me on it, she knows that I’ll be carrying her whether she wants me to or not.
I know we are going to have to talk about sleeping arrangements, but she will be in my room from tonight. It’s bigger and more comfortable. There’s room for her to hang her stuff, I made sure of it and everything has been washed and cleaned for her.
Doc leaves the room and I walk over to her and pick her up.
“Tank, put me down.” She’s laughing.
“No, I promised Doc I’d carry you, and that’s what I’m going to do.”
When I carry her into the main room, the old ladies are waiting for her. I put her down in the chair as Prez calls me over. I lean down and whisper in her ear, “I’ll be back. I’ve got a lot of explaining to do.”
“Tank, Spider, we need to talk,” Prez says as he moves towards his office.
We walk in and he closes the door. As soon as it’s shut, he turns to both of us. “You are testing my patience. What do you not understand when I say we will go as a club and not go off half cocked? I’m pissed at both of you.”
“Look, Prez. We had to go, Tank had her on the other end of the phone, the bastard was playing Russian Roulette with her. There’s no way we could wait to see if it failed or not.” Spider is emotional. His voice is shaky. I know he doesn’t like to answer Prez back, but it was his sister and his only blood family.
“Prez, I’m not sorry that we did it,” I say. “It means that Lyssa is alive and back home with her family.”
“But, Tank. We do things together as a club. We don’t send one or two men into these situations.” Prez is shaking his head and pacing in the office. It’s not really big enough for the three of us with him pacing.
“I know, Prez and you know that work fucking hard for this club and we uphold the rules. But if you tell me honestly that if it was Winnie that was taken that you wouldn’t have done what we did today?”
Prez steps into my space. He grabs my cut and holds me close to him. His eyes are piercing and his voice deepens. “Don’t you ever talk about Winnie like that. No one is taking her from me.”
“I never said they were, Prez. I’m just asking for you to say to me that you would have waited to work out a plan BEFORE going to rescue Winnie. Do you not remember when she was in a similar position?”
He lets go of my cut. Shaking his head, “I wouldn’t wait. I didn’t. What are these women doing to us? Are they making us pussies?”
I laugh. “Nah, they’re making us better men.”
Spider laughs and then says, “Fuck that, I’ll take club pussy any day.”
Prez and I look at him, shaking our heads. “You’ll get your time, Spider. And we will remind you of this conversation.”
