Author's Note: Hi there, I've never written fanfiction for Jax and Tara before, but the current events of the Season 6 finale are to blame that I just had to write something about these two, and have finally broken my out of my 'writer's block'. I've shipped them from the very beginning of the show and I just couldn't let it end the way that it did. That being said, it's obviously AU and I don't think I'll continue it either. It's just a little drabble to sooth my aching heart! Please review if you like it.

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Jax wakes up with a start; his eyes stare up at the ceiling of the motel room for just the briefest moment before he turns his head to look at the woman lying in his arms. Relieved he exhales the breath he was holding.

She opens her eyes and blinks. "What?" she asks looking back into his blue eyes and seeing remnance of sorrow there.

He can't speak; he simply can't find his voice for a long moment, and when he finally does, his voice is heavy with sadness, "I must've … dozed off, I had a nightmare."

She smiles a sad smile, "I had a few of those myself lately. What was it?" She lift's her hand to rest atop his tattooed chest.

He can't bring himself to rehearse the violent way in which she died in his dream just moments ago, so he simply answers, "I thought I'd lost you."

She smiles at him – a genuine smile – even as tears form in her eyes, "I'll wait for you, Jax! What you're going to do for me and our boys …" her voice breaks with the overwhelming emotions that are once again stirred up within her, "… I'll be there when you get out, no matter how long it takes. I'll be there with our boys. I promise. I love you."

"I love you." He answers and tightens his arm around her as the images of his dream come back to haunt him once more. "Come with me to the clubhouse, babe. I want to spend my last couple hours of my freedom with you and the boys. As a family."

"What about Roosevelt?"

Jax shrugs, "He can come and watch, I really don't give a s**t."

"Okay." She agrees with a bit of reluctance in her voice of how she'll be received by the rest of the club.

Jax can sense her reluctance, "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe."