Winsome watched Jax leave. Had she gone too far? Maybe she shouldn't have said anything about his pain. He obviously didn't want to talk about it. Maybe she shouldn't have. Did she push him away from her? Did her attempt at easing past his walls just make raise more? God she hoped not. She really liked Jax. She had meant it when she had said she would hang with him any time. That night had been hands down one of the best in her life. She had felt cared for and safe. She knew the care was only superficial. He was a pained man missing his wife. She had merely been a hallow replacement to him.
It has actually felt like more to her. Like there was some level care that was actually for her. But logic told her otherwise. Winsome wanted to help Jax though. It's why she had said those things which she now almost regretted. She truly feared he thought himself as evil. That he couldn't forgive himself. Winsome sighed. What was done was done. She needed to go to Red Woody and see Lyla.
Revenge was sweet. Oh God it was sweet. Nothing would end the pain of Bobby's murder. Just nothing would end the pain Tara's before this. Or Opie's murder before that. But revenge helped with the anger. Give the same pain to the man who caused it and you have merely sadness. On top of that revenge showed that fucking with you or your family was a bad idea.
The revenge had been brutal. But then Bobby's death had been brutal. A ripped out eyeball. Dangling while they cut off Cartwright's fingers. Then a shot to the head followed by several more to the chest. The bulk of Bobby's revenge was complete. Only Marks was still alive and was currently in jail. With his revenge quenched and the immediate safety of the club assured Jax could, for the first time in nearly a week, return home to his sons.
That night Jax told Abel about his mother. The kid had been acting out lately and Jax thought that it would perhaps calm him to know that he had a second mother who was still alive. It seemed to work a little and Wendy had nearly broken down. She had been taking care of her own son and only now did he know.
Abel didn't say anything at first, and Jax didn't think much of it. The kid would talk about it if and when he wanted to. When he went to tuck his son into bed however, Abel asked him a question. "Daddy?" He asked as Jax was about to leave.
"Yeah?" Jax moved back to the bed.
"Is Wendy my first mommy cause I came out of her tummy?"
"Yeah. That's right."
"So is that why Grandma killed my other mommy?" Abel asked quietly, "So my first mommy could be here with me?" Jax just stared at him.