It has been 18 days since Tara was found dead in there home.. The home that they have shared together for the last four years...the home that they had raised their two beautiful boys in..The home that they turned their dreams of 16 year old kids into reality and finally became
husband and wife...

After Jax had found his wife covered in blood, all he could do was craddle her and tell her how sorry he was and how much he loved her..The love of Jackson Teller was dead and he couldnt seem to understand it...

After a week they finally let Jax back into the house, and when he got back in, all he could do was think about how Detective Roosevelt barely let him say goodbye to the love of his life...how his best friend Opie pulled him away from his wife when all he wanted to do was hold her forever...

********************************
(4 hours later)

"Hey Jax how you doing buddy?" said Opie from the corner of the room.
"How do you think im doing? Im lost bro and i can't understand whats going on, it just doesnt seem real"

"i understand, i felt the same way after Donna, i felt like i couldnt breathe without her."
"so then why the fuck are you asking how i am if you know exactly what im going through?"
"your right, well the boys are with chibbs and bobby and abel keeps asking where his momma and daddy are, and we just dont know what to say."
"i cant be around them" said Jax "looking into thomas's eyes makes me just see tara all over again"
"you cant avoid your kids forever man! Opie explained.

"I just dont understand why you dont seem to be as hurt as i am about all of this? You were close to tara too" Jax yelled as his emotions were starting to get the best of him again.

"Well brother, theres somewhere i want to take you, and we have to go soon and alone." Opie explained with a very determined look in his eye.

"What the fuck is going on Ope? Does it look like im in the mood for a ride? I can barely get out of bed! Jax yelled as tears started to fill his eyes.

"Just trust me Jax, this will be good for you" Opie said with a sincere look on his face.

A few hours later, Jax and Opie were off on their bikes together in the middle of the night. Jax had no idea what his best friend was up to and why he thought taking a ride would make anything better, but he just trusted his best friend and follwed behind. After about 3 hours of riding down dirt rodes and zig zagging in many differerent directions, Jax was sure Opie was lost, until finally in the corner of his eye he saw a neon light flashing "Fallbrook Motel".

Jax thought to himself "where the fuck is we and who do we know over here?"

As they turned down this dark dirt
road, they pulled around the motel and Opie turned off his bike.

"What the fuck is going on Ope? And why are you acting like someones going to jump out of the trees and shoot us?" Jax whispered.

"Just stay here a minute, ill be right back" Opie whispered back.

Jax was so confused now, he just drove 3 hours to god know where to a creepy motel and is now sitting alone in the woods while his friend disapeared. After about 10 minutes, Opie returned with a mysterious look on his face.

"everything alright brother?" asked Jax.
"Fine." Opie said quietly.
"So are you going to tell me what the hell is going on here Ope? Im in no mood for games" Jax insisted.
"Before we go inside, i just want you to know that i love you and im sorry" Ope said with a disapointed look on his face.
"Jesus christ Ope what the hell is going on?" Jax said back as his blood started to boil.
"Just trust me Jax!" Ope said.

The two men turned off their bikes and started to head down this dark path to the motel. They walked passed all the rooms until they finally reached the one that was furthest away. Room number 11. The blindes were tightly closed and you can see a dim light coming from inside.

Jax started to get nervous wondering who the fuck were they going to meet and why the hell where they in the middle of nowhere? Was he about to get killed? Was there a club deal going on that he didnt know about? A million things were running through his head until he heard Opies voice which brought him back to reality.

"Are you ready brother?" Ope asked nervously.

"I guess" Jax hissed back at his friend getting angry about all the weirdness and anxiety Opie was having.

After about 30 seconds of them
just standing there, Opie finally knocked on the door, but he didnt just knock on the door, he knocked in a specific way, like it was some sort of code. Jax was really starting to wonder what the hell was going on and who the fuck was in this run down motel.

As the door slowly opened after another minute of waiting, Jax finally
looked up to see what his friend was up to.

When Jax finally looked up, all he could see was a beautiful pale faced
women with dark hair and a beautiful smile. Jax heart started to race in disbelief, his hands were sweating and his body started to tremble. Finally after about a minute of Jax just staring at this person in the doorway he finally was able to speak.

"TARA? Is that you? what the fuck is going on?" not even a second after he spoke Jax heart began to race so fast that before he could even stop himself, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed on the porch of the old motel.

Opie quickly grabbed Jax before he could bang his head and brought him inside the motel room. Behind Opie was the women who Jax called his wife, but was this women really Tara? Or was Jax just starting to see things hoping it was his beautiful wife again?