Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is basically taken from the season 3 finale. It is a filler chapter to get the guys to prison. I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think. Thanks!

Tara POV

I arrive at the garage ready for whatever the club was going to ask of me. Opie explained to me that I was being used to drive Jimmy back to the garage. They were going to stop on a road between the pick up point and the garage and switch him into my car. I was to drive straight to the garage without stopping for anyone.

Opie was making sure I had the exact location when Jax came out of the clubhouse.

"She's all set" Opie informed Jax.

"Are you sure you want to do this"? Jax asked staring into my eyes.

"There is no one else, face it you need me." I say with a sly smile.

"Yeah I guess I do" Jax said flashing his charming smile. "I need you to wear this" he says holding up a bulletproof vest. My heart skips a beat at the sight of it but I try to play it off wondering if I am really doing the best thing for my family.

"I am not going to let anything happen to you." Jax says holding my face in his hands.

"to us" I say placing my hand on my stomach to remind him. He nods recognizing my words. "Promise you'll tell me everything" I say knowing that full disclosure is what we need to stay strong.

"You'll know everything soon enough babe." he says before leaning in to kiss me. The feeling of the kiss was something I had never felt from him before. It reminded me of the kiss at the hospital after Donna died like it was the last time he was going to kiss me for a while. It made my heart race and ache all at once.

I drove the cutlass to the meeting point and got out and waited next to the car. I was so antsy I couldn't keep still. I feel my eyes bore a hole in the hill that the guys should be coming down at any minute. The second I see their bikes I move to stand at the back of the car. My heart is now beating the fastest I have ever felt it. I feel like I have run a marathon the way I can't catch my breath. The bikes race down the road and before I know it all the guys are surrounding me, moving Jimmy into my car. Jax checks on me to make sure I'm ok. I try to smile at him to ease his nerves but I have never had a good poker face and he saw right through me. I overhear him telling the prospects to make sure I go straight to the garage with no stops. I feel slightly comforted with the fact that he is so worried about my safety. The prospects get into the Cutlass and I drive off without a word to anyone. The drive to the garage is silent.

I am relieved when I see Gemma and Lyla sitting on the picnic tables outside the garage. I pull the car where I was told to put it let the guys shut up the doors and walk to sit with Gemma and Lyla.

"You doin alright sweetheart"? Gemma asked concerned.

"Yeah I'll just be happy when this is all over" I say with a sigh.

The guys pulling up with their motocycles catch all of our attention. I notice that Jax is missing from the group. Gemma must have noticed too cause she seemed on edge.

When Clay walks over to us him and Gemma don't say a word to each other, they just hug. There is an unspoken bond between them that deep down I hope someday to have with Jax.

I hear Jax's bike before I see him make his way up the driveway. I am surprised when two cars and a van are following behind him. Clay and Gemma quickly make their way over to where he parked his bike. I stay a few steps back unsure of what is happening. I see worry in Gemma and Jax's faces and my stomach sinks.

The next minutes flew by in a blur. The words rat and dead were spit out in anger. Pushing and yelling from all sides encircled Jax and I was helpless to stop it. Gemma was in tears. I had only seen her cry once before and that was at Thomas's funeral. I knew what those tears meant. Jax's brothers were not spitting out threats they were making promises. One of the ATF agents was pulling Jax's toward the van to take him away. I snapped out of my trance to rush over. I reached out trying to fight back the tears and be strong like he would want me to be. He arm felt so tight around my waist. I hoped he knew how much I loved him. I watched the van drive away, feeling that my sons were repeating the history of their father. They were going to grow up without a father because he was lost within the club.

"I am going to take Abel home with me, you can pick him up later tonight" Gemma informed me.

I knew better than to fight with her now. As much as I needed to hold onto Abel Gemma needed him ten times more. I still had the life inside of me that Jax and I made together. I nodded at her words and walked off, got in my car and drove home to surround myself in Jax.

I slowly walked through the house remembering something different in every room. I tried to go into the bedroom but couldn't get past the doorway, thinking of the way that he would make love to me and how I will never have that feeling every again. I couldn't push myself to step inside, so instead I went into Abel's room deciding that I needed to keep myself busy. I got the laundry basket and started straightening up. When I was taking the dirty clothes out of Jax's backpack from Ireland I found a stack of letters. I knew deep down that they weren't my letters to read, but curiosity got the best of me. I sat down to begin reading them and could tell they were love letters. I was finishing the first letter in which John said that he believed Gemma and Clay were together and were going to kill him when I heard a knock on the door. I took the gun Gemma had given me out of my purse and went to the door. Standing there were the two prospects looking very somber.

"Hey Tara sorry to bother you but Jax wanted us to give this to you. He said after you read it to burn it" one of them say.

I nod at them and shut the door. Seeing his handwriting makes my heart melt, I make my way down the hallway and crawl onto his side of the bed. I lean back inhaling his familiar scent.

Tara,

If you are reading this it means that Stahl and Jimmy are dead and the club will be doing short time. We could have not done this without you, but more than anything I need you. This was a club decision we would never do anything to put you or my son in danger. You don't need to worry about me, the club has my back. I will be coming home to you in 14 months. Try to keep my mother out of too much trouble while we're away. I am so sorry that I can't be with you during this time, but I will try to make it up to you everyday for forever when I get out. I love you more than you will ever know. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Love,

Jax

As I read the letter I felt my strength grow. I knew Jax wasn't a rat. He loved that club with everything in him. I went into the bathroom and burned the letter like I was told to do and then went back to the laundry. When I was finished I made a list of the things I had to do this week. With Jax away and Gemma on house arrest eyes were going to be on me. This was the beginning and my new life and I finally felt like I was ready for challenges ahead.