Jax knew it was absurd. He knew he would seem weak. He is the president of the club, he's not supposed to let a woman be in that much control of his life. But he also knew that his hands were tied. It's not like he can handle this in a club manner as a retaliation, he could never hurt Tara and he would die before he allowed any one else to hurt her either. Tara getting hurt would only be the end of him & he can't have that for his sons.
He could leave her and go back to hell on earth, and back to living with out her being his but that wont work either. He will become weakened and turn into his father, not being able to be strong father or a strong leader for the club.
He will never deprive his sons from their mother either that would not be what's best for them. His only other option was to take back what was rightfully his, which is her. He didn't know how he would make it work. He didn't know how he would be able to trust her again or how he could heal from the deep wounds from her betrayal, but he knew he had no choice in the matter and he will have to figure that out as he goes.
He pulled up to their home. He thought she may be sleeping, as it was well past one a.m. He walked in the house and it was quiet. He went to look in on the boys they both were sleeping peacefully. He walks into the room he shares with her and she's there. She is sitting wide awake staring off into nothingness as if she has completely lost her mind and was no longer conscious. But her eyes moved to him and finally focused and she came back to reality.
That's when he noticed her grasp the gun she had in her hand on her lap. He didn't think it was possible to happen but he felt his heart break even more then it already was. Who was this woman and what has she done with his wife? Did she actually think her life would be in danger from him? Did she really believe he would actually have it in him to do any harm to her, knowing full and well how he loved her completely and unconditionally? Did she even remember who he was? Has he changed that much where not even his other half could recall who he is?
He just stared at her. He wanted to show her anger and rage in his gaze at her but he couldn't control anything he did at this point. She hijacked him with out even knowing it. All she could see was the anguish in his face and she released the gun setting it next to her on the dresser. They remained silent waiting for someone to say something. Finally jax composed himself enough to go first.
"So this you're back up plan? Take me out & claim self defense?" He spit in a condescending tone.
She remained silent but he saw the flicker in her eyes that showed she felt pain at his words and even some of what he thought looked like remorse, as she slightly shook her head. They stayed quiet again. This time she broke the silence.
"What are you doing here Jax?"
His anger rose again. "What do you mean babe? Im coming home. To my loving WIFE who needs her loving husband after the suffering she has been through."
"Jax. Don't."
"Don't what Tara? Don't mention the miscarriage that never was?" She stayed silent and just looked down the guilt in her expression now evident.
He had to check himself. "Look Tara, as you know, your plan has been exposed but I didn't come here to engage in the war it looks you were determined to start."
Tara looked like she was starting to harden again. "Jax..."
"Let me finish, Tara. You obviously realize your plan was severely flawed and that's not by chance. It's because it is not meant to happen. And it won't happen. Our boys are not going anywhere and neither are you."
Tara interjected, "Excuse me? You think you can force me to stay as your prisoner? & in case you forgot I cant be your prisoner because I am going to real prison and I'll be damned if my boys are left to here to continue on this same path of doom." She was standing and facing him now.
Her words hurt but he was determined now and her resistance only fueled him more. "Tara you're not my prisoner but you are mine!" he was yelling now. "You belong to me just as much as I belong to you; I refuse to let you go. After all you've done as much as I want to hate you, after all the damage you have done to my heart, I can not give you up!"
Then he crossed the room and she flinched, startled by his movement. He felt the pain again at this action, but it did not slow him down at all. He grabbed her face forcefully but not too much to scare her. And he pressed her lips to his.