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Sydney stands near a trash can in Teller-Morrow and removes all the tags and stickers from the things she bought. She folds them up as small as possible and shoves them into Jax's saddle bags. "They fit?" He asks as she returns. "Yeah, except for the purse I bought. I'll just hold onto that though."

"How was that 'mamacita' anyway?" Happy asks for everyone who was also wondering.
"Yeah," Bobby joins in. "Worth it?"
Tig grins. "Fuck yeah she was!" They all laugh including Jax and Sydney just rolls her eyes at them. "You are all pigs... every one of you!"
"We love you, doll." Tig winks.

"Let's shut this place down." Juice says as soon as it turns 9:00.
"I'm with ya, brother.." Tig says.

Ten minutes later the shop is locked up and all the guys besides Jax walk to the Clubhouse. "Ready, babe?" He asks looking down at Sydney. "Yes." She says putting on her helmet.


Tara takes a step back. "What are you doing here?" She asks angrily yet terrified. He removes his hands from his ears now that she's no longer screaming. "Jesus Christ, Tara! Calm down, sweetie. I'm not here to hurt you. I want to talk to you.. things ended so badly for us and I want to fix that." He says while lounging on her bed.
"There isn't anything to fix, Josh... You shouldn't be here. It's illegal - you should know that."

"That restraining order is bullshit, Tara!" He shouts while getting off the bed and stepping closer to her. "We had something really special.. You ruined it and I'm here to tell you that I forgive you and know we can work it out if you would just try.. try to realize how great we are for each other. You and Jax? No way. He's sleeping around on you anyway, love. I wouldn't do that."
Tara takes a deep breath before working up the nerve to say how she really feels, aware of his horrible temper. "Listen, Joshua.. What we had was not special. You physically and mentally abused me.. how can you expect me to think we will ever have a happy relationship?"

Josh takes another step toward Tara and she freezes. "I've changed, Tar-Tar. Can't you see?! I came all this way because I love you that much. I know I made mistakes and did things I shouldn't have. I forgave you, why can't you forgive me? I love you!" He yells desperately.

Tara's heart starts to beat even harder against her ribcage as she tries to come up with a plan. She knows he is psychotic which is why she needs to be extremely careful. One wrong move and he could snap like he did before. He beat the hell out of her and raped her and she'd never been so scared in her entire life.

"Why are stepping away from me, Tara? This should be what you want.. A new life with me! We don't have to go back to Chicago - we can go anywhere you want as long as we get the hell out of Charming. You don't belong here."
Tara concentrates on breathing evenly before responding to his nonsense. "This is where my job is, Josh. I'm doing well here and making good money doing what I love. I don't want a relationship right now.. I need to focus on myself. If I wanted to get back with Jax it would have happened already." She says as firmly and credible as she possibly can.

He steps back and sits on the bed. "I think you're lying to me." He says ever so calmly which isn't a good sign; he became calm before he blew up in her face the last time. Tara knows she needs to trick him into believing something opposite of the truth - something he wants to hear. She's repulsed by him and doesn't want to go near him or say the things she is about to, but she knows she has to for her own safety.

She slowly walks over to him and sits beside him which surprises him. "You're right - I am lying Joshua. I do wish things could have worked out for us because we were good together." She says and he nods eagerly, waiting for her to say more. "You really scared me when you flew off the handle last time and I just don't want that to happen again.. I believe you can change but I am just scared Josh. You promise you want what's best for me and won't hurt me ever again?" She asks while leaning closer, already knowing she's partly convinced him - he's way too gullible but she's thanking God for that right now.

Josh leans in as well. "Tara, I promise! I love you and I need you.. you're everything I have ever wanted and I won't let you down again. I want to make you happy and start a family."
Tara forces out a genuine smile and sets her hand on his knee. "There are some things I need to work before I can be committed to you." She says.
Without warning he grabs her and flips her over so he is on top of her, making her gasp loudly. "You're not lying again are you?" He asks. She shakes her head furiously. He leans down and starts to plant kisses on her jaw and neck and it takes everything she has not to vomit. He runs his hands up and down her body before squeezing her breasts and letting out a groan. "Oh, Tara... Tara, I've missed this so much... haven't you?" He asks as he tries to remove her shirt.
She fights every urge to push him off and eventually just lets him take her shirt off followed by his.

He nuzzles his face between her breasts and inhales deeply. "Is this perfume new?" He asks her casually as she tries to figure out her next move. "Yes, it is actually..." She says with a fake, practiced to perfection moan as he pinches her nipples through her silky bra. "You like that?" He asks, not even bothering to look at her. "Yeah, I do.. But I want to show you that perfume I'm wearing." She says.

"Right now?" He asks as he removes her jeans, still not looking at her. He makes his way up her legs and attempts to push her thighs apart as Tara quickly reaches her hand towards her nightstand, knowing he's not fully aware at the moment. She spreads her legs wide to keep his attention off what she is doing and is aware he can probably see everything through her black lace panties. He gasps at the site just as Tara manages to pull a gun out of the drawer.

He puts his hands up in defense, clearly shocked. "You tricked me, you little bitch!" He yells even though she's pointing the gun right at him. "Get away from me right now." She hisses. "Tara, please. It doesn't have to be like this.." He pleads.
"I'm not falling for your bullshit, Joshua! You're insane! I learned my lesson.. I'm not the same woman who decided being with you was a good idea - I'm no longer so vulnerable and naive. I said get the fuck away!" She yells as he moves a little toward her again.

"You don't have it in you, Tar-Tar. I know you. You're probably scared out of your mind and you should be.. you're not cut out to be an old lady, you know that, right? You don't fit the part. You're a fucking surgeon - you stick out like a sore thumb in that crowd. You don't mean shit to Jax - he doesn't actually love you. I'm the only person who does! All you have is ME. Stop trying to push me away, you wannabe biker slut!" He shouts as he darts towards her and reaches for the gun.

Tara shrieks as he reaches for the gun and tries to take it from her. He wrestles her onto the bed and holds her down with both hands so she is unable to move. She struggles in his grip and he just evilly smiles at her in triumph. "What are you gonna do now?" He mocks.
"This!" She says as she butts her head hard into his nose, positive she may have broken it and winches at the pain it also caused her. He immediately lets go of her and puts his hands over his nose. "My fucking nose! What the fuck, cunt!" He says lunging at her once more.

The roll around on the bed struggling to push each other off and get hold of the gun. They roll too far and fall off the bed, causing the gun the fall a few feet away from them. The tackle each other for it and but Tara ends up getting ahold of it. She is on her back gripping the gun face up toward the ceiling as he has his hands on hers trying to pry them off it. He gets a better grip on her hands and squeezes once more which causes a very loud shot to be fired.


Sydney is showing Gemma the clothes she bought as Jax is standing in the kitchen leaning against the counter smoking.
"How did things at the shop go today?" Clay asks entering the room. Jax takes another drag. "It was alright." He says shortly, not really wanting to talk to him.

Just then his phone starts vibrating and he sees that Tara is calling which seems a little odd to him. "Hello?" He asks.
"Jax?!" She asks in a shaky, shrill, and high voice. Jax stubs out his cigarette quickly and uses his hand to cover his ear not pressed against the phone. "Tara? What's wrong?" He asks anxiously.
"I didn't mean to, I really didn't!" She says hysterically. "Can you come over please? I need help. Be prepared though - this isn't good." She says as she starts to sob.

Jax tells Gemma to keep an eye on Sydney because he has to leave and rushes out the door and to Tara's house as fast as he can manage without driving like a maniac and/or getting pulled over.


Josh had squeezed too hard on Tara's hand which made her hand pull the trigger, shooting straight up through his chin and out the top of his head. He died instantly and collapsed onto a screaming Tara. She pushed him off as hard as she could and his top half fell into her restroom as he bled out onto her linoleum.

She sat in shock for a few minutes not knowing what to do before she grabbed some old sheets and threw them over him to cover him and help soak up some of the blood so it's not such a mess.
After that she called Jax.

He knocks on her door and enters without waiting for her to answer because of how freaked out she was on the phone. She quickly greets him, still in her bra and panties. He looks her over for a split second before asking what the fuck happened. So she told him.

"Jesus Christ." Jax says sitting on the bed after she showed him Kohn's corpse. "We need to take care of this and leave absolutely no traces behind... Do you have anything I can dispose of him with or should I go get some things?" He asks stressed but not freaked out or scared like Tara expected. He's used to violence she says to herself in her head.

Tara gave Jax a box of large trash bags, a tarp she had in her garage, some rope, and a huge roll of duct tape and told him to use what he needs and he almost laughed but forced himself not to because he knows this is serious.

Jax does what he can with the supplies she gave him and makes sure to wear gloves. He doesn't let Tara touch the body at all and moves it off to the side once he's done. "Have any old towel or anything I can clean this up with?" Tara nods before leaving to retrieve a few raggedy towels and some more paint stained sheets. She grabs cleaner containing bleach and her rubber cleaning gloves and together they tackle the bloody mess until it's spotless and thoroughly disinfected, disposing of the towels and sheets as well as Kohn's shirt.

"You should shower... you have blood on you." He says to her, doing his best to keep his eyes from wandering to her half naked body. She nods and thanks him. "Thank you so much for this Jax.. I don't know what I would have done if you wouldn't have helped me." She says as fresh tears well up in her eyes. He wraps his arms around her bare middle section to comfort her. "You're welcome, Tara.. I am going to go take care of this and will be back in about an hour or so - depending on how long this will take me - to check on you.. Is that okay?" He asks as he pulls away. Tara nods her head as she wipes away her tears.

Tara takes her time in the shower to get her mind off things. She shaves her legs, her armpits, and her lower parts before washing her entire body and scrubbing her hair really good. She lets the water run on her body when she's finished. Jax had returned in a truck to grab Kohn's body while Tara was showering and hasn't come back yet. Tara turns the water off and steps out and dries off before slipping into her robe and using the damp towel to wrap her hair in.

She sits at her kitchen table and does a few shots of Tequila in an attempt to calm her nerves before going to her bedroom to get dressed. She removes the towel from her head and flips her hair back like the women in the shampoo commercials just as Jax enters the room.
"All taken care of?" She asks, still in her robe and forgetting about getting dressed. He nods. "Can I ask what exactly that was all about and what he wanted?"

Tara sighs as she brushes her damp hair. "That was an ex from Chicago.. huge mistake on my part. We weren't together long but he was very abusive, both physically and verbally. One night things got way out of hand.. he beat me almost unconscious and then raped me. I filed a restraining order against him but I guess that didn't work as well as I hoped it would..." Tara explains and begins to run some product through her hair. She glances at Jax and sees that he is tense and has a very angry expression on his face.

"He really did that to you?" He asks through gritted teeth and Tara just nods sadly. "Yes. I was stupid for ever getting with him.. I ignored some red flags." Jax just nods, not really knowing what to say. Tara nods for him to follow her as she goes into her kitchen and poors herself another shot and tips it back. "Would you like one?" She smiles.
"Sure, why the hell not? After tonight I could have the entire bottle." Jax replies as she slides the full shot glass his way.

"I'll be right back." Tara says putting the bottle away after Jax has downed a few shots but not enough to have any affect on him - his tolerance has risen over the years due to many nights at the Clubhouse. Jax nods as she leaves the room. A minute later he remembers he wants to ask her something that has nothing to do with the events of tonight - something about Abel. He walks through her house and enters her room.

Jax is frozen, staring at Tara in awe. She had just dropped her robe as he entered the room and he personally thinks the timing couldn't be more perfect. He stares at her backside and longs to run his hands over her soft, milky skin once more after all these years. Tara notices his reflection in the mirror and bravely turns around to face him, knowing exactly what she is doing. Jax's breath hitches in his throat at the sight of her standing about ten feet away completely nude and sexy as ever. He sees her beautiful body in his peripheral vision, refusing to break eye contact with her. Tara is reminded of when they were teenagers.

Tara and Jax had been getting serious for a few months now and had been doing simple things like hand jobs, fingering, groping, and a few blow jobs - that's it though. Tara was much shyer than Jax and was too embarrassed and self-conscious to reveal everything to him just yet. She'd seen him in the nude many a times but, oddly enough, he'd only seen her in her bra and panties. He chose not to push her about it and did his best to accept the fact that she just wasn't ready to be that intimate yet.

That all changed one night and Jax didn't even see it coming.

Tara called Jax in the middle of a screaming match with her drunk father and asked if she could stay at his house again tonight. This was becoming a regular thing and Gemma felt bad for the girl. She was definitely hesitant at first but Tara was starting to grow on her and she wanted to help her when she could.

Tara told Jax to meet her halfway because she wanted to walk. The weather was cool and she needed the fresh air after the shit that just went down with her father. She stuffed her black JanSport backpack with clean clothes, a toothbrush, and a hair brush before darting out the door.
She walked at a good pace and took deep breaths to fill her lungs with the evening air in an attempt to calm her nerves. She was about done with her father's shit.

She smiled when she saw her handsome boyfriend turn a corner and start walking in her direction; his presence is what she needed right now.
"Hey, babe." He says wrapping her in a hug, slipping his arms between her back and book bag so he could pull her close. "You okay?"
She returns the hug and sighs. "Yeah, I'm alright." Even to her it sounds unconvincing.

They walk hand-in-hand back to Jax's house where Gemma is preparing dinner: barbecue ribs, mashed potatoes and gravy, and sweet corn. "Hey, baby." Gemma says hugging Tara and kissing her head. "I hope you're hungry?" Tara smiles. "Starving."

Tara used to feel out of place eating dinner at Jax's a few months back when they first got together but now it's normal - she's even been able to talk to John a little.

After dinner Tara helps Gemma clear the table and load the dishwasher. "I'm sorry your dad's such a dick, Tara. Know that you're welcome here whenever, okay? You make my boy so happy. I've never seen him like this before"
Tara smiles as tears fill her eyes. Gemma looks at her and brings her in for a tight hug so Tara can just let it out. "I know, baby." She say rubbing her back. "I know."

Tara enters Jax's room with tearstained cheeks and puffy eyes as he's drying his freshly washed hair with a towel. He says nothing - just hugs her. They lay down and she continues to cry a little bit before calming down. "Thanks for being here for me, Jackson. I love you." It wasn't the first time she's said it, but he still feels so happy to hear it. "I love you too, Tara."

She kisses him passionately before sitting up. "I'm going to shower."
Jax was one of those lucky kids who had their own personal bathroom connected to his bedroom. Tara closed the door behind her before looking at herself in the mirror. She turned the water on and stripped out of her clothes, leaving them a mess on the floor. She let the hot water run over her for a bit before grabbing the shampoo she brought over last time and lathering it onto her scalp.

Tara wrung out her hair before stepping out of the shower and into the steam-filled shower and wrapping herself in a towel. She noticed that she failed to remember her bag of clean clothes. Her heart beat quickened at the thought of having to enter his bed room in a towel and then retreat back to the bathroom with her bag. That sounded absurd to her and she was embarrassed just thinking about it. So she did something else.

Tara emerged from the bathroom and looked at Jax still laying down watching TV. Their eyes met and his widened a little - he wasn't used to her doing something like this. "Hey." Was what he said. "Hi."
"Anything good on?" She asked bending down and rummaging through her bag. Jax was too distracted by her towel hiking up, up, up. She stood back up and Jax cursed in his head. "Jax?"

"Ah, yeah. Uhhh... A few things, I guess." He replied.

Without warning Tara dropped her towel and grabbed the lotion she left last time and squeezed some into her hands. She started rubbing it all over her arms, achingly slow. Jax, positive he couldn't voice a coherent thought or even breathe normally, couldn't help but stare. He'd never seen Tara's breasts before and he kept moving his head each time one of her arms covered them as she rubbed in the lotion.

Tara's heart was pounding knowing Jax was gaping at her. She tried to hide the fact that her hands were shaking. He wasn't looking at her hands though. His eyes drifted up and down her naked body and all he wanted to do was explore every inch of it. He'd had his hands all over her, but that was different than seeing. He was trying to put it all together just as Tara lifted one leg and rested it on the corner of his dresser so she could lotion it.

Jax almost gasped at the site of her spread, shaven core. She finally looked at him and he thought he might cum himself right then and there. She flashed him a sexy, confident smile when she saw the effect she had on him - she could tell he was liking what he was seeing. Jax sat up in bed and stared into her eyes with longing and desire. "What are you trying to do here?"

Tara giggled before turning around to grab her clothes. She had her shirt in hand for a split second before it was taken from her and tossed to the side. Jax wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and she could feel his erection against her ass. She turned in this arms to face him and allowed her head to hang back as he trailed kisses down her neck and to her breasts. He tweaked one nipple with his fingers while taking the other in his mouth, sucking and twirling it with his tongue. He switched breasts and Tara moaned.

Jax palmed her bare ass and started backing up towards the bed. She pushed him back on it and giggled at the look on his sexy face. She then pounced on him and began pulling his shirt over his head for him. She tossed it before reaching for his belt buckle. He kicked his jeans off the rest of the way while she started pulling down his boxers to release his throbbing, impressive erection and kissing his mouth.

Jax places his hand between her legs and starts rubbing her clit. "You're so fucking wet." He groans. He flips Tara on her back and places himself between her legs. He stares at her sex in awe and slowly slides a finger in while rubbing her clit with the thumb of his opposite hand. She arches her back and moans. "That feels so good, Jax." He smirks, clearly pleased with himself. He leans back down and starts to make out with her before slowly trailing more kisses down her body.

Tara tenses up as Jax gets closer to her core. "Just relax, babe. I promise I'll make you feel good. You definitely don't have anything to be embarrassed or worried about. You're perfect." He says to help settle her. She holds her breath as he kisses her shaved pubic area but lets it out with quite possibly the hottest moan Jax has ever heard as he flicks his tongue on her clit. He begins fingering her as he eats her out and her knuckles turn white and she grips his sheets and tries her best to be quieter. "Holy shit, Jackson... oh my god! That feels good, so fuckin' good!"

It doesn't take long for Tara's legs to start shaking uncontrollably as she bucks her hips against him. She grabs a pillow to help muffle her screams as Jax gives her the most intense orgasm she's ever had. Jax pushes himself onto his knees and smiles at his beautiful, panting goddess of a girlfriend. "How was that?" He asks as her kisses her neck once more. "It was okay." She shrugs, trying her best not to smiles but she loses her shit when his eyebrows shoot up into his hair. "You know how it was.. now it's your turn." She says seductively as she makes her way down his abs.


What do you think will happen with present-day Jax and Tara?!