My life had been pretty ordinary before my parents decided moving to a small town like Charming was a good idea. I entered high school my junior year and graduated the next year. I was valedictorian of the school that year and had no money to do anything with it. I was off to find a job since I couldn't really go to school. It was really kind of annoying to me. I wanted to make something of my life and do something productive. I was 21 and a waitress at the café in town when a group of guys came in with Sons of Anarchy across the back of black leather vests. I didn't think much of them as I served them. There was one guy that stood out in the crowd though. I recognized him from school and I had heard all kinds of things about him. He smiled at me. It was only a matter of time before I melted at his gaze.

"Hey darlin, what you doing after work?" he asked.

"Going home." I replied.

"Nope, you're hanging out with me tonight."

"Oh yeah? What makes you so sure of yourself?"

"I just know."

That was three years ago. Now here I was 24 years old and Jackson Teller's old lady raising two babies. Abel had just turned four and Brayden was six months. It wasn't the life I had originally imagined having but I wouldn't change it for the world. I was glad that Tara had left Jax. I was glad that he was now mine. I loved my man and our babies. I had followed Gemma's advice and I had learned to love the club. Jax and I were lying in bed when his phone went off. I rolled over as he answered it. I was falling back to sleep when I felt him get up. I looked at him.

"Gotta handle something real quick, I'll be home later," he said.

"All right," I replied.

"I love you."

"I love you too Jax."

"If you need me just call."

"Be careful babe."

"Always am."

He leaned down to kiss me and headed out the door. I looked at the clock. It was 1am. I didn't ask where he was going. I trusted Jackson more than I trusted anyone I had ever dealt with before. He had given up all the girls when we got married and I had our boy. He had already had Abel when we got together. I loved that boy like he was my own.

(Jax POV)

I headed out the door to handle some business. Opie met me on the corner with Half-Sack and Tig. I was tired because of the baby but I had to be a leader here. It was expected of me. I knew I was asking a lot of my wife and our kids to deal with this life but she had stuck by me for three years now. I had realized a while back that she wasn't the typical girl who tried to get with a biker. She had been very new and trainable to it all. Now she was amazing.

"Let's get this shit done so I can get home." I said.

"Awe, look at the family man." Tig joked.

"Shut up, where we headed?"

"Mayans territory."

"Let's go then."

We all sped off to deal with the Mayans. They never knew when enough was enough. Once we served the dish of revenge for a stolen shipment of guns which led to three of their deaths, one at my hand which left me with blood spatter on me, I headed home. It was just after 4am when I got back to my house. I knew my wife would wake up. She always did when I came home if she was sleeping. I looked in on her before heading for the shower. She was asleep with our six month old next to her on the bed. He was passed out and so was she. I jumped in the shower to be clean when Abel got up. That was something he never saw and I kept him away from. He had been thru enough. I had just gotten him back from being kidnapped when I met Julie. She had been great with him which was good because Tara had just left us both again. She had run off to who knows where and it was just me and him again. I wasn't doing too badly with it but it was really lonely. I hadn't meant to actually fall in love but I was glad that I did. Julie was amazing and she was able to handle a lot more than Tara could.

"Hey babe," she slid into the shower behind me.

I looked down to make sure all the blood was already off me before turning around to face her and pull her close. She grinned. I leaned down and captured her lips with mine. She moaned against me.

"Everything go ok?" she asked when she pulled back.

"Yeah, but I'm glad to be home with you and our boys." I replied.

She grinned again. I made joining me in the shower worth her while. She looked exhausted afterward so I carried her to our bed. She smiled, sleepily. I kissed her forehead and went to deal with my bloody clothes. I was in bed with her again before Abel got up. He came to our door and rubbed his eyes. I was laying there watching TV.

"Daddy?" he asked.

"Come here son." I said.

He came into the room and climbed up on our bed. I had shorts on and I had my wife in a SAMCRO t-shirt and a pair of underwear. She was sound asleep again. I pulled my son close to me, thinking about how I had almost lost him when he was first born. Now he was a healthy strong little boy that I couldn't imagine ever giving up.

"Daddy, did you leave?" Abel asked.

"For a little bit. Daddy had to help Uncle Opie with something." I told him.

He nodded and snuggled into me. I was glad that he wasn't too old to have love for his dad. I didn't know how I would take it when he was. There was a bond between Abel and I that no one was going to be able to break. I turned on a cartoon for him and tried to go back to sleep. He lay between Julie and me watching his show.