DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SONS OF ANARCHY

AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry it took me a while to get the sequel up to Safe in His Arms. I wanted to get a solid outline done first before I put this chapter out. I want to again, thank everyone who reviewed and read SiHA. It meant the world to me and I hope you like Broken Pieces.

Previously in Safe in His Arms:

All music and laughter stopped inside when they heard the sound of gunshots. The men immediately drew their weapons. Clay turned to Gemma. "Make sure everyone stays inside." Jax pushed his way out of the clubhouse. His heart stopped when he reached the door. "DELIA!" He yelled, rushing towards the unmoving body of his wife. Juice and Happy rushed out to the street to get a look at the car. Jax dropped to his knees beside her and the ever-growing puddle of blood. "Babe?" When Jax turned her over, he saw the red staining her white top. "Baby? Delia, open your eyes."

"Holy shit." Clay said, "SOMEONE CALL A GOD-DAMN AMBULANCE!"

"Babe?" Delia just lay unconscious in Jax's arms. Her blood staining his arms and the pavement under her.

A Murder of Crows

"Female gunshot wound victim; Delia Teller. 28 years old. Shot twice in the chest and once in the abdomen. She coded on the ride here." The paramedic listed off as they wheeled Delia's body into the ER. Jax and everyone followed behind them.

"Sir, you can't go back there." A nurse stopped Jax from following Delia's body.

"That's my wife."

"I understand that sir, but you're not allowed back there. The doctor needs room to work on your wife. The best thing you can do is to stay here." The nurse handed Jax a clipboard. "You need to fill these out and turn them in at the desk."

"Ok." Jax went to sit with the rest of his brothers.

"Juice is on this." "Clay said, "We'll find out who shot Delia."

"They're mine. When we find whoever the fuck it was. They're mine." Jax said

"No problem." It was three more hours of waiting before the doctor came out.

"Family of Delia Teller?"

"That's us. I'm Delia's husband."

"Can we talk in private?"

"No, you can tell me right here. Is my wife alright?"

"Mr. Teller, I have some good news and some bad news." The doctor took a deep breath before telling this family about his patient. "We were able to remove all three slugs from her chest and abdomen. There was some bleeding but we got it stopped and gave her a transfusion. She's very lucky that the bullets missed any major organs. I have no doubt that she'll make a fully recovery."

"So what's the bad news?"

"While we were removing the bullet lodged in her abdomen, we found out she was pregnant. I'm sorry Mr. Teller; it was too early in the pregnancy to save the baby."

All of the muscles in Jax's jaw tensed as air blew roughly out his nose. "GODDAMNIT!" Jax turned and punched the wall.

"I know it doesn't lessen your pain but the bullet did little damage to the uterus and in a few months, with recovery, you and your wife should have no problem conceiving another child."

"Does she know?" Gemma asked

"No. She was still under when we brought her up to recovery."

"When can I see her?" Jax asked

"I'll have a nurse come out and get you when she's moved to another room."

"Thank you." Gemma said. As the doctor walked away, Jax sank into the chair. He gave a humorless laugh. "What?"

"She wanted to talk to me."

"Who?"

"Delia. When we got to the clubhouse…she said she had something to tell me." Jax shook his head. "I never should have let her outside by herself."

Gemma sat down next to her son. "You couldn't have known this was going to happen. The only thing we can do now is deal with it and find the bastards who did this."

"Mr. Teller?" Jax looked up at the nurse. "I'm here to take you to your wife's room." Jax nodded and followed her. "Now don't be alarmed. She's hooked up to a couple monitors and an IV."

"Ok." The nurse left Jax outside the door of Delia's room. Prepping himself, Jax went into the room. Delia was on her side facing the wall, eyes staring straight ahead and unblinking. "Delia?" Delia didn't respond to him. "Delia." Jax tried again. Going to the side of the bed she was facing. He reached out and took her hand into his. "The doctor said you'll make a full recovery."

Delia looked up at him, pulling her hand away from his. "But that won't bring our baby back."

"How?"

"I had a bullet tear through my stomach. I was only two months along, I'm not a doctor but I know those aren't good odds." Delia's eyes were cold, staring into Jax's steel blue ones.

"The doctor said after some rest and recovery; we could try again."

"I don't want another baby. I wanted that one." Delia turned her back on Jax. "Get out."

"Del…"

"I said GET OUT!" Delia yelled. Jax sighed before kissing the back of her head. As Jax walked away he heard Delia trying to muffle the sound of her sobs. Jax hung his head, at a loss for what to do to comfort his wife.

"How is she?" Gemma asked when Jax came out.

"A mess." Jax said.

"She just lost her baby; she's going to be a mess for a while." Gemma said, "You just have to be there for her."

"Yeah." Jax ran a hand over his face. He glanced at his watch. "Has anyone checked on the kids?"

"I called Neeta. She's staying with them for tonight. I sent the prospect back to stay with them."

"Thanks mom." Jax said. He glanced back down the hallway.

"Why don't I try?" Tig said. He got to his feet.

"Third room on your left." Jax said, "Thanks man." Tig just nodded before walking down the hallway to Delia's room.

"Delia?" Tig knocked gently before entering. Tig saw Delia on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Hey baby girl."

"Jax send you in here?"

"He's worried about you. We all are."

"Whatever." Delia started to play with the edge of her blanket.

"If you want to talk I'm here. You know I don't ever judge." Delia just shook her head. Before Tig could continue there was another knock on the door. When it opened, David Hale entered the room.

"Delia? I need to ask you a few questions."

"She just came out of surgery. She's not ready for questions."

"I need to talk to her before she forgets anything." Hale said. Hale noticed Tig hasn't moved. "I need to talk to Delia in private."

Tig went to protest but Delia stopped him. "It is fine Uncle Alex. I'll be fine." Tig kissed Delia's head before leaving.

Hale pulled out his notepad before addressing Delia. "Do you remember anything about this afternoon?"

"I didn't see anything if that's what you're asking. I was too busy on the ground bleeding out."

"Why were you outside?"

"I got hot."

"Did you notice anything out-of-place?"

"No."

"Did you notice anyone following you?"

"If I had noticed anyone following me, I would have told someone. Are all your questions this stupid?"

"I want to find the person that shot a defenseless woman. Of course, with what your husband does, it could be anybody."

"My husband is a mechanic. So unless you think some irate costumer…."

"Don't play stupid with me. Your dad was one of them, your uncle is one of them, and so is your husband."

"Get out!"

"I have an investigation to run."

"Get the fuck out of my hospital room!" Delia slammed her hand down on the bedside table, sending a glass vase crashing to the floor. A nurse and Jax came rushing into the room.

"What the hell are you doing to my wife?" Jax grabbed Hale by the collar.

"Be real careful Teller. That's assault on a police officer."

"Go fuck yourself Hale. Stay away from my wife, your causing her stress she doesn't need."

"If you haven't realized, it was your lifestyle that put her here." Hale left the room.

"Mrs. Teller, you need to calm down." The nurse gently pushed Delia back till she was lying down. "You need to keep your body as stress free as possible to make for the quickest recovery."

"Ok." Delia took a deep breath and watched the nurse check her stats. "When can I go home?"

"It will be a few days. The doctor wants to makes sure there's no chance of an infection and that you're healing nicely."

"Ok." Delia nodded her acceptance. Jax took a seat next to Delia as the nurse left. Jax reached up for Delia's hand, silently cheering when she didn't pull away. The couple sat in complete and total silence. Both lost in their own thoughts and grief. Trying to figure out how to move on from this tragedy that has hit their family.

You know I couldn't let her die. ;) Please remember to review, it makes me really happy to see them in my inbox. Let me know what you think. I love constructive critisim as long as it's not mean. I know I have bad grammer skill, ask my english professor LOL. Anyway, I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible. Till then ;)

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