Tara arrived back at the hospital to find Jax still sleeping. He looked so peaceful, so happy. It was a beautiful sight. Her heart was fluttering just looking at him. She had forgotten how much she loved him. She always knew she did, even when she was in denial, she knew but she didn't remember how much until she saw him laying there after his wreck fighting for his life tubes and wires everywhere. Maybe that was the reminder she needed.
She needs to focus though. They will get through this but she won't just give in and let everything be forgotten. They will eventually work through the shit storm they both brought on but that could wait. Right now all she wanted him to worry about was getting better, she needed him one hundred percent because as mad as she was about how things ended she couldn't live this life without him. She needed him whole and at this point that was all that mattered.
She stood against the door frame of his hospital room just watching him sleep.
"Oh hey you're back. Did you get any rest?" Gemma asked, looking at the clock on the wall, noticing not enough time had went by for Tara to actually sleep.
"No, I couldn't get my brain to shut off. I had to deal with Luke so I was pretty wired afterward." Tara rolled her eyes.
"How'd that go?" Gemma narrowed her eyes. She actually did like Luke but she knew how much he loved Tara too and didn't seem him just giving up on her. She hoped he wouldn't cause Tara any problems but Samcro may have to intervene if he does. No one will take her daughter from her again, she will make damn sure of that.
"Bout as well as expected." Tara shrugged, clearly not wanting to talk about it.
"Well if you need to talk you know we are always here for you baby." Gemma got up to let Tara sit by Jax. "I'm gonna go home and make some dinner, I'll send some food up here for you." She kissed Tara's cheek.
"Okay thanks Gem." Tara sat down and held Jax's hand in hers and rested her head on the side of his bed.
It didn't take her long to fall asleep. There was something about Jax Teller that could calm her even when he was sleeping soundly.
She felt him stir which caused her to wake.
"Hey sleepyhead." He greeted her with a big smile.
"Hey yourself. How are you feeling?" She asked, stretching. Her body was sore from the ackward sleeping position but she could live with sore muscles as long as she was here with Jax.
"Sore." He replied, a dark look in his eyes.
"Anything I can do? You want me to ask if you can have some more pain meds?" She asked, rubbing his arm, hating to see him in pain.
"Oh there's something you can do...pain meds won't help though." He smirked.
She raised her eyebrows at him, tiredness fogging her brain.
He laughed, he was going to have to spell it out for her. "You could climb up here, and release some of the pressure." He guided her hand down to his erection.
"You're a class act Teller. You've been conscious a few hours and your mind is already on sex." She kissed his lips.
"Baby with you here, looking like that, do you blame me?" He winked at her.
"Oh yeah, I'm bringing the sexy." She rolled her eyes at him, looking down at her t-shirt that was a size to big and jogging pants. She was in the mood for comfort rather than impressing anyone with her fashion sense today.
"You're always sexy, no matter what you're wearing." He replied, rubbing her hand up and down over his erection.
"Jax," She blushed. "I don't think this is the time or the place for this.
He took her hand and moved it up under his hospital gown, there was nothing in the way of feeling her warm hand on him. "Please." He whispered.
She stared at him for a moment before she began moving her hand up and down without his guidance. He moaned out in response. "Damn that feels good, I've missed you so much babe." He said between moans.
Just then the door opened and Tara jerked her hand out. Opie was laughing hysterically and Donna was covering her eyes.
"Wow." Donna laughed still covering her face.
"Hey, we're kinda busy here. How about you guys block the door a minute?" Jax pleaded with his best friend.
Opie was unable to speak from the laughter but nodded in response and him and Donna walked back out of the room, blocking the door from any more intrusions.
"So now that we have a guard how about you climb up here and ride me?" He pulled her hand off of her face, loving how cute she was face red and a mortified expression.
"I think you've had enough Teller." She finally spoke.
"You sure?" He asked, reaching over to slip his hand inside of her jogging pants. "I won't push you baby but you're soaking wet, are you sure you don't wanna climb up here and make us both feel better? Opie won't let anyone in, no one will see." He rubbed his fingers over her one more time.
"Screw it." She slid her pants down and climbed on top of him. "I don't want to hurt you, so.." She dropped her mouth down on his erection.
"Holy shit." This was a compromise he could definitely work with. "Shit, fuck, oh oh oh." He moaned out, he rubbed her hair while she assaulted him with her mouth.
"That was great." He finally replied when she raised up wiping her mouth. "You sure you don't want me to help you out there." He gestured between her thighs, winking.
"You are definitely gonna help me out Teller but not until the doctor clears you." She answered, removing his hand from inside her pants, she rinsed her mouth out and opened the door to let Opie and Donna in.
"Not a word Harry Winston." She growled, as she opened the door. The only time she ever called him Harry was when she was angry with him about something,
He laughed again but held his hands up in mock surrender.
"So, I'm guessing you're feeling better." Donna said, winking at Jax.
"Much." Jax laughed.
"How much longer in here?" Op asked, standing by his best friends bed.
"At least a week but then I've got a shit ton of physical therapy. They say it'll be a few months before I'm back to a hundred percent." Jax rolled his eyes. He couldn't bring himself to regret his decision. That decision had Tara sitting here with him right now instead of marrying that fucker Luke.
"That's good bro, take it easy. Do everything they tell you so you heal." Op ordered.
"Will do. Tara's already told me if I don't listen to them, she's gonna kick my ass. My little bad ass." He laughed.
"If you don't listen brother there will be a line of people that you'll have to answer to. Tara won't be the only one kicking your ass."
"I've got this." Jax replied.
"Hey Doc, there's a problem at TM they are wondering if you could come there and bring your medical bag." Opie asked after hanging up with whoever called.
"Yeah sure. Who's going to stay with Jax though?" Tara answered.
"I'll stay." Donna volunteered.
"What's going on Op?" Jax asked. He hated feeling out of the loop.
"Tig was shot. I'll keep you updated as I know more." Op responded, quickly kissing Donna goodbye.
Tara kissed Jax. "We'll have to swing by my dad's, my bag is there."
"No problem." Opie replied and hurried out of the room.
"Shit." Donna said staring at her phone.
"Did something happen with Tig? What's wrong Don?" Jax asked, worried about his brother.
"No, that was the babysitter. Ellie's running a fever."
"Go to her, I'll be fine. I don't need a babysitter." Jax smiled.
"I promised Tara I would stay." Donna was debating what to do. Ellie was only six months old, she was worried about her fever being up to 102.
"I'm good Donna, go on your baby needs her momma." Jax pushed. "I'll probably just crash in a few minutes anyways. I'm tired. Go ahead and go."
"Okay, I'll see if one of the boys can come up and sit with you." She replied, pulling her phone back out.
"Na, they need to be there for Tig. I'm good, on the mend. I'll be fine." He protested. Donna reluctanly agreed.
"Okay then. I'll see you later." She waved and left the room.
Jax closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"I don't see what it is about you that has her so twisted." Luke growled, Jax's eyes shot open.
He was still groggy. "What do you want?"
"I just came by to have a little chat." Luke smirked. "I was just standing here trying to figure out what it is about you that her so damn twisted up that she can't let you go. I just don't see it." Luke was shaking his head, his expression cold.
"It's love, you don't have to understand." Jax sat straight up, a mirrored image of Luke's expression on his face.
"Love." Luke bellowed. "You don't love her. You use her. You're going to take everything good from her. I'm not going to stand by and let that happen. She will stick by you through this recovery. You planned that. You knew that if you tried to kill yourself she would blame herself and come running back. You timed it perfectly. I give you props man that idea was genius. Once you're out of here and back on your feet she will see what a worthless loser you really are. I'll make damn sure of that. She will be with me, I truly love her. We will be together. You will let her go." He stood up and grabbed a hold of Jax's gown, Jax tried fighting back. The pain shot through his whole body. "This is your only warning." Luke growled.
Jax jerked the wires out and stood up toe to toe with Luke. He ignored the shooting pains.
"You've said your piece now it's my turn..." Jax growled back.
