Disclaimer: I do not own "Sons of Anarchy" or any of the characters in this story; they are simply being borrowed for the moment for the sake of this story

Second Offense

Tara moved through the hospital as if she was on autopilot. In the weeks since the wrap party up at porn central, she's spent most of her waking hours patching up kids at the hospital and patching up bikers after hours after they managed to get themselves in one spot of trouble or another.

Tara didn't mind this double life, she's glad the skills she's learned can be put to good use to help those she cares about. Thinking back on the night before at the clubhouse, Tara smiled. She hasn't felt so right since before she left Charming, and Jax. Ever since the wrap party her place with the club has become more solid. Not that the guys ever questioned her presence before, many of them were in the club when she and Jax were in high school, they understand that her and Jax are the real deal. But those actresses of Luann's, they needed to be educated. And while Tara respected Gemma's advice, hell, no one would know better than the club's queen on how to educate another woman on who is in charge; Tara couldn't bring herself to pick a cat fight with the other woman. When she and Jax dated in high school, she was so jealous of any other girl that would give him a second glance, and there were a lot, so she was in and caused her share of cat fights. But those days are behind her, she left Charming and made something of herself, she would not allow herself to fall back into those ways.

Tara moved confidently through the hospital, her internship in Chicago more than prepared her for her work in this smaller community hospital. She made one last round on all her patients before returning to the lounge. Pulling her phone out of her locker, Tara smiled when she noted the missed call from Jax.

She pulled on her jacket and moved through the hospital towards the parking lot. Holding the phone to her ear, she listened as it rang. She grinned when Jax picked up on the other end.

"Hey." She said quietly, digging through her bag for her keys.

"Hey yourself." Jax replied, the smile evident in his voice.

"What are you doing tonight?" Tara asked, pulling out her keys. "Did you want to stop my place for a bit before we relieve Anita?"

"I can't babe." Jax replied regretfully. "I've got a meeting with the club."

"That's fine." Tara replied, slipping into the car. "If you want I'll head over to your place and relieve Anita now."

"Mom already did, she's with the kid now." Jax replied. "But she could probably use a break if you don't mind."

"No problem. I'll go there now." Tara said starting up the car. "I love you."

"Love you too." Jax replied before hanging up.

Tara pulled out of the parking lot, checking to see if the road was clear before she pulled out into the quiet streets of Charming.

As she settled into the few minute drive to Jax's, she never noticed the black SUV that trailed two cars back from her.

"Hello?" Tara called out as she opened the front door. She walked into the house, dropping her purse and keys on a table as she walked passed.

"In here." Gemma replied, calling Tara's attention to Abel's room.

Tara moved into the blue room and smiled a greeting at Gemma who sat silently in the rocking chair.

"How is he?" She asked, moving to peer into the crib where the sleeping baby lay.

"Fine. Still a little fussy with the bottle, but he's getting better."

"Good."

"Where's Jax?" Gemma asked, standing up from the chair and stretching.

"Meeting with the club." Tara replied, watching as Gemma made her way into the kitchen. "How are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm fine." Gemma replied, filling a glass with water and taking a drink.

"Have you thought anymore about talking to someone?" Tara asked gently.

"I don't need to talk to anyone. I can handle this on my own." Gemma replied, emptying the glass and putting it in the dishwasher. "Anyway, I have you." She continued, moving to pick up her purse and keys.

"Have a nice night." She said, moving to the door.

Tara said goodnight and watched Gemma pull out of the driveway. Once her car was out of sight, Tara shut the front door and locked it, before returning to the kitchen to get a bottle ready for Abel.

Tara returned to the nursery just as Abel began to fuss in his crib. Crooning to the baby, she picked him up and carried him to the rocking chair. Settling softly, Tara hummed as she fed the baby.

She felt the tug of maternal longing, but quickly brushed it aside as she gazed down on the feeding baby.

After feeding Abel, Tara gave him a bath and changed him into his jammies, before laying him down in his crib. She cranked the mobile above his crib and watched as the baby stared transfixed at the moving objects.

Tara smiled as she watched the baby's eyes begin to droop and started when she heard a noise outside.

"Jax?" She called out, moving towards the doorway of the nursery. She didn't hear the motorcycle and moved out into the hallway.

As she moved closer to the entryway, the front door flew inwards and Tara screamed.

Masked men filled the opening, moving quickly towards her.

Tara turned and ran back to the baby's room, slamming the door behind her as she went, even though she acknowledged it would do no good. Abel cried out from his crib as the sound of the door slamming startled him back to wakefulness.

Tara stood in front of his crib, her back to the baby as she looked over her shoulder and tried to hush him. Only seconds passed before the door to the nursery was kicked open and the two men moved into the room.

"No!" Tara screamed, throwing her arms wide to try to protect the baby.

The men said nothing; they simply advanced closer, fanning out to spread across the room. Tara's eyes darted from one man to the other, knowing she was trapped. Even if she could get away, she could never leave Abel at the mercy of these men.

The men moved in closer, one of them lunging at her without warning, grabbing her around the waist and shoving her hard against the wall.

Tara cried out as her cheek connected with the wall and the man wrenched her hands behind her back as he turned her to face the crib.

A second man looked at her, and then pointed to the crib.

"Behave, or he'll suffer for it." He said darkly.

Tara kept her mouth shut and breathed heavily as she stared at the man remaining before her. As she watched he pulled out his phone, saying nothing as he listened to the voice on the other side.

"It's time." He said, closing the phone and moving closer to the crib.

Tara stopped breathing as she watched him run his hand across the crib. Abel continued to cry, as the man leaned over him. Without warning the man shoved hard at the crib, toppling it over.

"No!" Tara screamed, fighting against the man holding her. She kicked out with her feet, giving her enough time to free her arms and pull away. She couldn't move more than an inch before the arms were back, lifting her in the air as he spun her around.

"Abel!" Tara screamed again, flailing her legs in the air in an attempt to free herself. She fought and kicked desperately trying to get to the screaming baby, but to no avail. The masked man threw her over his shoulder, holding her tight around the waist.

Tara lifted her upper body enough to gaze at the fallen crib, only able to see one of Abel's legs as she was carried out of the house.

The second man followed, throwing a piece of paper to the floor on his way out.

Author's Note: This is my first SOA fanfic, so I apologize if the characters are way off. As a Jax/Tara fan, I noticed there aren't a lot of fics for them out there, so I wanted to write one.