I'm super bored so I'm writing some drabbles. I won nothing. Hope you like.

Mother of my Child.

It was the middle of the night when Jax woke up. It was 2:35am. He stretched out and noticed that Tara wasn't beside him. He was pretty sure she didn't go home after the sex they'd had. He took a few moments to relive it; Tara on all fours as he pounded her from behind. He liked to be able to see her crow tattoo resting on her lower back and Tara knew that so from time to time she would let him talk her into the position.

After the small reminiscence, Jackson got out of bed in search for Tara. His first stop was Abel's room. Sure enough there she was, holding his son, feeding him a bottle. All of last nights dirty sex games vanished from his thoughts and all he could was someone he wished was the mother of his child.

"I didn't even hear you get up…" Jax said walking towards her.

"He was just fussing on the monitor so I went and got him a bottle. He's almost asleep now." Tara said, looking down at Abel.

Jax could see the love Tara had for Abel; he had to make sure she didn't leave again. He had to make her his again. Jax knew that out of everyone in Abel's life, Tara had probably spent the most time with him, especially when he was at the hospital.

"You're a great mom Tara" Jax said without really thinking.

"Jax, I- I'm not-"

"Yes Tara. You are so great with him." Jax whispered softly, "I wish this was our baby."

Tara put Abel down into his crib slowly so as not to wake him and turned to Jax, "every time I look at him I think the same thing." Tears filled her eyes, "I love him so much Jackson, I don't know what I'd do if I lost him."

"You won't lose him Tara, I promise." He took her hand, "let's go back to bed." She nodded and took one last look at Abel.

Once back in his bedroom he spoke again, "Tara, you were there when Abel was born, the first person he saw. To me you are his mother. You will always be his mother."

"Don't tell your mom that" Tara joked, "right now she thinks she's mom and grandma."

For the rest of that night, there was no fucking; no dirty games. Jax made love to Tara that night; the mother of his child.