A/N: This is my first attempt at a Sons of Anarchy fic, so I'm a little unsure about the characterisation. So I'd really appreciate reviews, especially constructive criticism!!
Sadly, I do not own SoA. Or Jax... :'( Do I really have to tell you that sad truth??
'Shutterbug' is a brilliant song, and Veruca Salt are an awesome band. You should look them up. :D That song was the inspiration for this piece, which was written in like 20 minutes. This morning I had no intention of writing a SoA fic. It's now 6.17pm and I'm about to publish it. For me, that's very, very fast. :P

Homecoming

It's your thrill
It's your wonder
It's your will
It's your way home
You're right where you always wanted to be
You can't change
- 'Shutterbug', Veruca Salt

Tara Knowles didn't hesitate before taking the turn-off to Charming. She had made her mind up weeks ago and once she made a decision she stuck with it, no matter what.

Familiar buildings jumped out at her as she entered her hometown. She hadn't been back for years, but it looked almost exactly the same. Some buildings were a little shabbier, some trees had been cut down – other than that, she could have left yesterday. She wondered whether the people had changed as little as the surroundings. One person in particular.

Tara unconsciously slowed down as she drove past the Teller-Morrow garage. She hadn't meant to; she'd intended to drive right past without a second thought. She was here for a job, to clean out her father's home, to get away from Josh. She was here for a lot of reasons, but he was not one of them. However, the garage seemed to exert a magnetic pull on her.

It was closed, and the court out front was empty. There was no custom Harleys parked up. No doubt all the mechanics (outlaw bikers, Tara reminded herself) were out doing something violent and illegal. Tara sped up, a frown on her face.

Shortly she was pulling into the driveway of her father's house. She killed the engine but stayed in the car, leaning back in the seat with her eyes closed.

She had promised herself that she wouldn't let the past interfere with the present. She'd known that coming back to Charming would be hard, but it was the right decision, the best course of action. Charming was where she wanted to be. Nevertheless, doubts were starting to trickle through her mind. She sighed. If driving past his family's garage had affected her like this, what would happen when she saw him again? Charming wasn't a big place, and it was impossible to avoid someone, especially when they were as eminent as he was.

The skin on her lower back, stained with her past, started to tingle, as it always did when she thought of him. Tara knew that, despite all her self-denial, she was still in love. The only people who had crow tattoos like hers were the old ladies of SAMCRO. She'd never gotten hers covered up or lasered off. She'd tried to make excuses for leaving it there, telling herself that it was a reminder of old mistakes. But that just wasn't true.

For as long as that crow perched on her back, she would love Jax Teller. After all, she was his old lady. Always had been, always would be.

A/N: Please review!!