A/N: I know that it has been a while since I've updated so I'm sorry about that… I meant to get this posted last night but my eyes started crossing after updating 12 stories… LOL… This chapter is short… Enjoy!
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Jax couldn't believe that he finally had his son back. They had been trying for months and not succeeding but yet on Crystal's first try she succeeded in where he had failed. He couldn't take his eyes off of his sleeping son. He was so happy that he finally had him back. Now most of his world felt right again but there was still one thing missing. He needed and wanted Crystal to be here. He needed to see her, hold her, and talk to her. But he knew he had no one to blame but himself for her not being here with him.
He shook his head. He still couldn't believe that she had gotten his son back for him. He wondered how she had found out where Cameron was hiding when him or the club couldn't. He should have known that when she didn't answer any of Stephanie's or even Katie's calls that something just wasn't right but he didn't want to know so he pretended that everything was alright. Now look where and what pretending had gotten him. It had gotten the woman he has always loved hurt.
After watching Abel sleep for a couple hours he finally walked out of his son's room and went to take a shower. After showering he dried off and looked in the bathroom mirror. He didn't like the man he had become. He didn't like knowing how much he hurt Crystal and how he broke her trust. All he really wanted to do was get drunk and forget everything but now he couldn't do that. He had a son to think about. He smiled as he thought about his son. He was just so damn happy to finally have him home again.
After getting dressed he went back into Abel's room and sat in the rocking chair. He knew that he probably should get some sleep but he was afraid. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes that his son would disappear again. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes all he would see is the heart broken look on Crystal's face when she caught him fucking Tara. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes all he would see was a hurt Crystal. He wanted to make her feel better but he also knew that she wouldn't let him near her now.
That is when he vowed that he would do whatever it took to make it up to her. He knew that he broke her heart and that he hurt her but he would do everything and anything that he could to make her feel better. He needed to be with her. These last months without her just about killed him. It was trite but it was true that he didn't know what he had until he lost it. He never realized just how much he loved Crystal and how much he was in love with her until she had walked out on him. He didn't realize just how much he had missed her until he saw her standing there tonight.
He vowed that he would have revenge towards whoever it was that had hurt her. He would make them pay for ever daring to put their fucking hands on his woman. Because no matter if they were broken up or not Crystal was and she always would be his woman. He just had to come up with a way to make her see that. He just had to come up with a way to make her see how much he loved her. He just had to find a way to make her believe him when he told her that he would never hurt her again.
He smiled when he heard his son make a noise. He stood back up and walked over to the crib and looked down at his little boy. He smiled when he saw that Abel was starting to wake up some. He bent over the crib and picked his son up and held him close to his chest and kissed his head. He wouldn't be able to do this if it hadn't been for Crystal. He wouldn't have his son or his soul and heart back if it wasn't for Crystal. He would get Crystal back in his life for Abel and for himself. He knew now that he wouldn't ever be able to fully live unless he had Crystal by his side. She grounded him after doing a tough job. She grounded him when everything else in his world was fucked up. He was bound to her for life and he smiled at the thought. He would get her back if it was the last thing he did. He couldn't live without her anymore. He needed her like he needed air to breathe.