WOW! Thank you all for the support, I've decided to ignore the rude people and just keep going with this. I hope you all enjoy and I'm sorry this one took so long to get out, a lot came up and I got a little side tracked. Enjoy and let me know what you think!
Ireland Festivities~
The plane ride was anything but smooth and took what seemed like days to get there. Tara got sick several times and was running between the bathroom and her seat practically the whole time.
Lyla was passed out next to Opie, who was talking to the guys a majority of the time, and Jax was busy running after Tara when she went to go throw up. A plane ride from hell, Jax thought to himself. But they would be there in a couple of hours and that's all that was important, Jax and Tara would get Abel back and their family would be whole again, things would go back to normal with the club, and everyone can go back to worrying about the usual shit.
"Babe are you sure you're okay? You've been up at least ten times just to come to the bathroom", Jax said as he rubbed her back while she was hunched over the toilet. He was worried about her and how sick she was getting right now. "Yeah, I'm okay I promise. Just a little nauseas". She rose from the ground and went to the sink to wash her hands and face.
Looking back at Jax made her let out a laugh, "You look like you've seen a ghost, you're so white. What's wrong?" "Nothing, I'm just worried about you".
She could tell her was lying, or at least not telling the complete truth, "Jax..come on tell me what's really wrong. You can't be that worried about me, the baby's just not liking all this moving. I'm fine. What's on your mind?". He let out a heavy breath, "What if I can't get Abel back Tara? What if they already did something with him?" She grabbed his face in her hands and looked into his eyes, she saw the anguish in them and it broke her heart.
"Jax, we're going to get him back, no matter what we will. You can't think like that baby, focus on him and holding him in your arms again, because we will".
Jax wrapped his arms around her and just held her for a moment. His anchor, his love, his life. "I love you Tara", and he meant it with every fiber in his being, he tried life without her and it was full of booze and whores but that's about it, it had no meaning to it whatsoever. Other than Abel, she'd been the only light in his life from all the damn darkness. "I love you so much, you mean the world", he said again, head nuzzled in her neck.
"I love you too Jax, no matter what baby. Now come on let's get this shitty flight over with already and land before I vomit all over everyone in there". She put her hand in his and walked out the bathroom, back to their seats. Instead of sitting next to Jax where her seat was, she climbed into his lap and snuggled into his chest. Hoping the vomiting would stop long enough for them to land.
Jax wrapped his arms around Tara and rested his chin on top of her head. Listening to her breathing relax while rubbing her back, the guys were in the back area talking about how to get into Ireland without turning too many heads. Gemma was still a fugitive and they would all be extradited in a second, if found out. Some time after listening to them and rubbing Tara's back, Jax passed out.
He was woken up by someone shaking his shoulder, when he looked up he saw it was Opie.
"Come on bro, we're here." He said as he looked at Jax and Tara, who was still passed out on top of him. "How long have I been out?" "About seven hours why?" Jax shook his head, "Just curious." He shifted, forgetting Tara was in his lap. "Let me get her up and we'll be out in a few." Nodding, Opie said "Okay, we'll be out by the van and bikes." Walking out the plane, he left Jax and Tara there, being the only two aboard minus the pilot's assistant.
Gently nudging her until she woke up, Jax smiled at her sleepy eyes looking up at him.
"We're here babe." was about all it took for Tara to leap up and bolt out of his arms and for the door. "Christ" he grunted as she had kneed his groin standing up so fast, "Someone's happy to be here." He said mockingly as she grabbed his hand, yanking him up. "Hurry up, let's go." The giddiness in her voice had him chuckling, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming."
When they got out the plane every one of the guys were on their bikes and Gemma was on the back of Clay's. Jax was a little hesitant about Tara riding with him, since she had just gotten up, but one look at her and all that melted away. He climbed on and handed Tara the helmet, she strapped it on, climbed on and wrapped her arms around his waist. Loving the feel of his muscles beneath her fingers. "Ready?" He asked as he started up the bike. "Yeah." she nodded and placed her cheek flat against his back over his shoulder blade.
As they were driving, they began to slow down as they realized the road was blocked off by cops. "Shit." Jax heard clay hiss under his breath, he turned around and looked at the guys, saying "Stay calm and don't start shit." When they came to a stop the police walked towards them, "Off the bikes. Now." one of the fat ones barked. They all got off, Tara rolling her eyes, narrowed her eyes at him. "Jesus Christ, no one can give me a fucking break." she mumbled not realizing tubby over heard her.
"Excuse me? What did you say?" his accent getting thicker, as if it was a defense mechanism. Jax didn't need shit happening right now so he intervened. "Nothing officer. It's just we barely arrived and everyone's beat." technically it was the truth. It seemed to have worked, that is until Tara decided to weasel her way back into the conversation, what she said had everyone laughing with the exception of Jax, he was worried. She directly looked the cop in the eyes and said, "Listen Chubbs, we're here on business so if you could kindly squeeze into your car and let us through.." Jax put his hand over her mouth to stop whatever else she was going to say.
Tara didn't know if it was hormones or the impatience nipping at her but she wanted to go already, so she said something. She nipped at Jax's palm but he wouldn't move it from her mouth. "I'm sorry, again, officer. She's cranky, you'll have to excuse her." The cop glared at her as the others checked the van and bikes. When they were done, the officers cleared them and said to be careful. As they were climbing the bikes again Tara muttered, "Fina-fucking-ly." Jax asked her with annoyance in his voice, "The hell's going on with you?" He didn't understand what the hell had gotten into her. Just as she was about to open her mouth to respond, Lyla appeared.
Giggling she said, "I knew you'd find a way to cause some trouble." She looked over at Jax, who was livid, and a frown replaced her smile. "Oh no, don't you dare be angry with her Jax." "I'm not angry, I'm furious What the hell was she thinking? I have a right to be angry!" Tara turned to him and felt guilt now that she saw just how mad he was.
Opie hearing his girl, decided to go over to them. "Lyla, come on let them handle this. But do it when we get to the house, not here." He looked over at Jax. When he nodded Opie took Lyla's hand and walked over to his bike. Surprised to see Gemma sitting there and biting her tongue, not interfering.
"Jax, I'm sorry. I just...I'm tired of all the interruptions." She grabbed his face and turned it towards her, "Look at me..please." He did so, his anger subsiding. "I get it babe, but saying shit that you said is going to make this longer and even shittier. Promise me no more outbursts." "I promise." She sat back on the bike and put the helmet on. Before Jax got on too, he cupped her face and gave her a sound kiss. Letting out a chuckle when her heard, "Sweet Jesus finally." from behind him. He knew it was his mother, in reference to him calming down with Tara.
Once he started his bike they hit the road again, thankfully no more stops needed to be made on the way to the SAMBEL clubhouse.
When they arrived, several members were outside along with a blonde and red headed woman. They were greeted even before getting off their bikes, fully. "Clay!" The older one said clapping him on the back. "McGhee" he whistled, "How's it going?" "We've been better. We know you need our help but let's hurry this along, a lot of people aren't too happy about SAMCRO being here."
Before she could stop herself, Tara blurted "Well the sooner I get my damn son back, the sooner we leave." She looked away, not wanting to see Jax when he glared at her, but to her surprise he just said, "Exactly. I want our son then we'll get the hell out of here." She felt his hand on her waist and turned around to face him, he didn't look mad and she took it as a good sign.
"She's got quite a mouth on her." Another member grunted. "Shut up O'Neill." Jax looked at McGhee and nodded, "I'd listen to him if I were you, or you'll be getting worse than her smart mouth." Who the hell did he think he was? That's when the blonde and redhead appeared, "Aye, I'm Maureen. The one who called Gemma." Jax shook her hand then the redhead next to her. "I'm Trinity, nice to meet ya." He smiled and introduced Tara and the guys. They got ushered into the clubhouse where Tara and Gemma sat at the table along with Lyla, while the guys went to church.
They were sitting and talking when Trinity walked over to them, Gemma glared at her while Lyla and Tara introduced themselves and started talking to her. A couple of hours passed before the church doors opened and the guys came out looking agitated as hell. "Well, ma' needs help closing up the shop, I'll see you later?" Tara smiled at her, "Of course." With a "Sound's good, night ladies." she was off.
Jax came over as Tara stood from her seat, "What's going on baby?" She took his face in her hands searching his eyes. He leaned into her touch, "Some more of the same shit. They're looking for him, we should know something tomorrow." His voice filled with annoyance but also worry, the longer Abel was gone, the greater the risk of something happening to him was. Tara nodded and leaned into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Some of the guys are going bare-knuckling out back to blow off steam, I was going to go and relieve some tension too. You and Lyla want to come? I'm pretty sure Ope's going too." Lyla nodded and headed back there. Jax and Tara walked out a little later, when they got there Trinity was at one of the tables and waved at them. The girls went with her as Jax and Opie headed towards where the fights were going down.
Trinity and the two of them started talking about the club, Jax and Tara, and what had brought them all here. Trinity knew the gist of what was going on but gasped as she heard all the details. "That's just awful." she whispered, Tara replied, "Yeah.." and let out a breath. "But, we're getting him back no matter the cost. Those ass holes are paying." Lyla added a, "Hell yeah, little pricks." which lightened things up a bit and they continued on talking about various things before Trinity headed out.
Tara wasn't sure how much time had passed before she and Lyla saw their men walking towards the two of them. All sweaty with a few bruises. Doctor mode setting in, Tara immediately started examining him when he was in reaching distance. Of course, Jax thought to himself. "Babe, I'm fine." "Shut it Teller, let me finish." She said giving him a serious look with a silent don't try and stop me. Opie and Lyla laughed, leave it to Tara to be concerned even with reassurance, from the said injured man.
"Okay, Ope and I are going to head in and get some rest, we'll see you tomorrow morning." Opie took her extended hand and began walking away. Looking over his shoulder he said, "Try to keep little miss crazy number one out of trouble for the rest of the night." but it was in an amused tone, not serious. He laughed even more when Tara flipped him the bird and Jax chuckled out, "I'll try." Turning her attention back to Jax, Tara was satisfied that he wasn't too injured. As he sat down on the table, she took a seat in his lap straddling him. "Everything really okay Jax?" She asked as she buried her face in his neck, he smelled like sweat, cologne, and just Jax. A smell she loved more than anything. "Aside from the usual bullshit, it's as good as it can be right now. Father Ashby should be here tomorrow and this is all going to be handled.
Tara nodded into his neck and a little worry left her, which he felt and it made him content. The two sat there, in each others arms a little while longer before Jax rose to his feet with Tara in his arm. "I don't know about you but I'm sore and exhausted and sleep sounds perfect right now." He looked down to see her nod in response, her eyes getting heavier with sleep.
He walked through the clubhouse and down the hallway until her reached the room they would be staying in. The two of them were across from Opie and Lyla, and from the sounds of it, they were doing anything but sleeping. Tara let out a giggle which turned into a yawn, "If we had the energy we could make their screams sound like whispers." Letting out a laugh, Jax tried opening the door but it was difficult since he had Tara in his arms. She unhooked one of her arms from around his neck and twisted the door handle. Jax stepped in and kicked the door shut behind him.
Walking over to the bed he set Tara down gently and took off her shoes then her jeans and shirt, until she was in nothing but her bra and panties. As tired as he was, his cock twitched a little in his jeans. He got out of his shoes and jeans, pulled his shirt over his head after taking his kutt off. Giving the overly large SAMCRO shirt to Tara she lifted up just enough to pull it over her head and slip it on. She patted the spot next to her silently telling him to get his ass in the bed and near her.
Jax slipped inside the covers and opened up his arms for Tara to snuggle into, as she set her head on his chest and her arm over his torso, he entwined one hand with the one over his heart while his other one ran up and down her upper arm. Kissing her head he let out a sigh of relief and said, "I love you Tara." Looking up from her spot on his chest she smiled, "I love you, Jax." Laying her head back to where it was she drifted off to sleep, thinking of Abel and getting him back safely and quickly.
He laid a hand over her belly and said, "I love you too little one." His thoughts drifting to Abel and needing to get him back. Tomorrow would bring answers but right now he was going to be happy, he closed his eyes drifting into a slumber. Thinking of his son, Tara, and the baby inside her. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.
Jax woke up to the sound of screams piercing his ear drums. His eyes flew open as he looked around the room. "No! No! Abel!" Tara's voice was filled with fear, he didn't know what was going on but it worried the hell out of him. He turned over to find Tara thrashing around and yelling. He grabbed a hold of her shoulders and started shaking them, "Babe, wake up. Babe!" but she wasn't waking up. "No, give him to me. NOOOO! Abel…" Shaking her harder he practically screamed, "Tara, babe wake the fuck up!" His tone was nothing but concerned and his face was white. She jerked her head up towards his face, "Jax? Oh my God Jax." she flung her body up and clung to his chest. He put his arms around her running his hand up and her back. "Shh babe it's okay. I'm right here."
Shifting so he was sitting against the headboard he pulled her into his lap again. They sat there for a while, he just let her sob into his chest as he continued running his hand up and down her back.
There was a pounding on the door followed by Gemma's voice, "Jax? Tara? What the hell's going on?!" He knew Tara's screams were loud but not to the extent of gaining attention from other people. Carefully, he laid her on the bed and went to the door, shielding his eyes from the light that filtered in. Gemma saw his appearance and he seemed to be okay so her focus went on Tara. Worry showing on her face as she saw her on the bed crying hard. "What the hell happened Jackson?" He wasn't sure how to answer because honestly he doesn't even know, yet.
He rubbed a hand over his face and looked over at the clock, it was four in the morning. He turned back to face his mom, "It's fine ma', she had a bad dream. Don't worry, go to sleep. I promise everything's okay." She looked skeptically at him for a minute but decided to take his word, she was tired and needed sleep. "Okay baby, if you need anything you know where we are." "I know ma' goodnight." He kissed her cheek and closed the door.
Walking back to the bed he sat up and pulled Tara into him, who was still sobbing but it was much less than before. When the sobbing came to a stop and she got her breathing under control he asked, "What the hell happened Tara?" She looked up at him, new tears threatening to spill out. "He was right there and I couldn't get him Jax. They killed him right in front of me, they killed Abel." "Jesus" he said on a deep exhale, "Babe it's okay, it was just a bad dream." He wasn't going to tell her he had been having the same nightmare lately. "It just seemed so real" she shook again, "He has to be okay Jax, he has to be."
He kissed her head again, "He is and we're going to get him back. Nothing will stop me from doing that." She felt herself relax against him, "You're so sure about this all and its my fault in the fir-" "Dammit Tara, no it isn't! I've told you time and time again" he sighed, "You can't keep thinking it is and you can't stress so much. It isn't good for either one of you." He placed a hand over her belly, "I don't want anything happening to you or the baby, it would kill me. You've got to slow down babe."
She looked at his solemn face and it broke her heart, "Fine, I'll try." Giving him a peck on the lips. Jax slid back down the bed with her in his arms, he shifted so they were in the same position as they were when they had fallen asleep. He tightened his embrace on her and laid there until her breathing evened out and he was sure she had fallen asleep once again. Not being able to keep his eyes open any longer, Jax let sleep take over him.
When he woke up again the clock read 9:45 a.m, time passed by faster than he thought. He wasn't sure why he woke up until he looked over and saw that Tara wasn't beside him anymore. Rising up he wiped the sleep from his eyes and looked around, "Babe?", he called out. She didn't respond but he heard the shower running and knew she was in there. Making his way over he shed himself of his clothes and walked into the shower. Wrapping his arms around her he nuzzled into her neck.
He peppered her shoulder with lingering kisses as he moved her hair out the way, "You okay babe? After last night?" She turned around to face him and saw his intense gaze , "I'm okay now." she smiled up at him. He grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled his mouth down to hers, she arched into him causing her breasts to push against his chest. Tara reached down and stroked his cock, increasing her pace and intensity eagerly. "God, Tara." He nipped at her bottom lip and she moaned into his mouth.
Jax looked down at her, his eyes dark and hungry, full of lust. Moving his hand down to her clit he gently stroked his thumb over her folds. She couldn't take it anymore and wanted more, taking his hand she put it directly between her legs, urging him on, "Touch me." Jax gave a look she couldn't place, worry? Fear? "What's wrong Jax?" "I can't.. I don't want to hurt the baby." She knew he was anxious since she was stressed and they didn't want the baby at risk but dammit she wanted this, needed him. "You won't." She practically gave him a pleading look and rocked her hips into his hand, "I need you Jax."
When she felt his fingers finally working against her throbbing clit she felt her knees start getting weak. "Jax" she moaned when he added another finger, she put her hands up on the shower to steady herself. His other hand came up to her head and cradled it as their mouths fused with each other, his tongue battled with hers for dominance and she moaned into his mouth. Jax moved his hand from her folds and moved them around to her ass, giving it a squeeze. He lifted one of her legs up to his waist and she wrapped it around him and then did the same with the other.
Pushing her against the tile he supported her with one hand while the other one went down to his cock and he held it, running it up and down her slit until she couldn't take it anymore. "Jax..please. I need you in me, now." She reached between them and grabbed his cock in her hand, positioning it at her entrance before rocking her hip so he could slip into her. Loving the feeling of him in her, Tara moaned his name and let her head fall onto his shoulder as she continued rocking into him.
Jax moved to the shower handle and turned it off, stepping out with Tara still impaled on his cock. He set her down and wrapped a towel around her and then one around his waist. Smiling at Tara's groan of disapproval he grabbed her hand and walked over to the bed, laying her down he hovered over her. "What do you want Tara?" He cocked an eyebrow and gave her a smirk, smug bastard she thought to herself, he knew exactly what she wanted. Instead of saying anything she tossed her towel to the side before ridding him of his and grabbing him in her hand and stroking him hard and fast. "I think you know what I want Teller."
He flipped them over so she was on top and smirked at her, "I'm all yours babe."
Smiling, Tara lowered herself onto him loving the feeling of him stretching her. She started rotating her hips getting him deeper inside of her. Jax moved his hand over her thighs and around to her ass, guiding her up and down his length. It wasn't enough for Tara though, she needed more of him, she wanted him to fuck her into oblivion, so she quickened her pace hoping he would take the hint. He did, Jax grabbed her hips and rammed into her. She cried out in pleasure and dug her nails into his chest, "God Jax, faster. Faster." She met him thrust for thrust, their moans echoing in the room crashing into each other.
She leaned down and captured his mouth invading it, biting his lip, tongues clashing. One hand took a hold of her breast and pulled on her nipple until it was a stiff peak, his other one on her clit, rubbing her. "Come on babe, give it to me." Those words were her undoing as she exploded around him, calling his name, her head fell onto his shoulder. Jax flipped her onto her back, grabbed her waist and thrust into her hard and fast a few more times before he released into her. Catching himself before collapsing onto her, Jax held his weight on his elbows as they caught their breath.
Draping her arms around the nape of his neck Tara kissed him soundly and he returned it. Their moment of serenity and bliss interrupted by a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Jax shouted. "Come on lover boy we have some things to discuss, you two can fuck later. And next time keep it down, not all of us can get lucky right now." Jax laughed at Tigs voice, "We'll be out in a minute." Tara buried her face in to neck, cheeks flaming, "Oh God how embarrassing." Jax nudged up her head and smiled, "Nah, it was perfect babe." he winked at her and slapped her ass as she moved off of him.
He got off the bed along with her and got dressed, heading out to the main room to meet the guys. They walked out hand in hand, Jax had a smug look on his face as he looked at one of the SAMBEL members who had been eyeing Tara since they've been here. Looking over at Opie he had the same smug look, they couldn't believe these ass holes and the way they looked at their old ladies. Lyla was sitting on her mans lap looking spent, much like Tara. The two looked at each other and smirked, yep they were both well fucked and happy.
Jax sat down next to Opie, bringing Tara onto him as he did so. "What's going on?" he asked as Clay came in. He looked at everyone and said, "The lovely father is here to talk to you Jax." No one liked the way his tone sounded, as if it were anything but good new like it should be. "Alright, where is he?" "He's in the garage, you can go back there but he wants you alone, no one else." Tara stood up in a split second, "To hell with that, I'm going with you Jax." He knew better than to argue when she gave him that look, he knew he wouldn't win. Gemma gave her a pleased look and an approving nod, "That a girl." she said with a smile. Grabbing her hand he made his way into the garage, to find Father Ashby sitting there in silence.
"I said I wanted to talk to you alone, son." He said looking over at Tara. She gave a scuff, "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where the hell our son is." She said simply. Jax nodded and sat down, "Start talking, where is he?" Ashby took a seat and looked at the two of them, "He's safe." was all he said. "Safe where?" Tara said getting angry at the fact that he kept short answering them and not meeting her gaze. "With a new family. One that can take care of him and keep him out of this lifestyle, give him what he deserves." Tara's eyes widened as did Jax's. "What the fuck did you do?!" He screamed at the priest.
He simply shrugged as if nothing was wrong, "I made a promise to your father and I couldn't save you so I'm keeping it now." Tears welled into Tara's eyes she couldn't believe this, he was suppose to help them not do this. "You sick son of a bitch!" She screamed and charged at him slapping him clear across the face, "You piece of shit how could you do this?" She started hitting him and Jax ran to grab her, "Babe calm down, Babe!" He had to be careful not to pull on her stomach, making it more difficult to get her off. Opie and the rest of the members came running in to see what was happening.
They all ran to help Jax out when they saw he was trying to get Tara away. When they managed to pull her away, she had tears streaming down her face and her breathing was harsh and came in fast uneasy takes. "What the hell happened?" Gemma and Lyla asked from the doorway. Jax looked at him with pure hatred and anger "Tell them what you did 'father'." Everyone went quiet waiting for him to speak. He cleared his throat and spoke, "I saved that child from a life of chaos and violence. He needed it. He's with a family who will take care of him and love him."
"We love him you sick bastard!" Tara shouted as she tried running at him again, only to have Jax grab her arm and keep her still, "Tara, calm the fuck down. Please." She could see the tears building in his eyes and knew he wanted nothing more than to rip his throat apart but they had to find out where Abel was first. "WHAT?!" they all turned around to see a fuming Gemma pacing and the rest of the guys with rage in their eyes. Opie was the first to speak, "You just gave their son off to some other family? What kind of fucking piece of shit priest are you?" His chest was heaving and Lyla walked over to place a hand on it.
Everyone was too busy absorbing all this talking that no one noticed when Tara reached into Jax's jeans and pulled out his gun. Pointing it at Father Ashby she made sure safety was off and got it ready to shoot. "You have ten seconds to tell me where the fuck my son is or I'm blowing your brains out." His eyes widened and he looked around at the members for help, which he wasn't going to get. "Babe?" "Don't. Just don't Jax, I need to know." He turned around and was behind her now. "I know." He placed his hands over hers on the gun and steadied them from shaking, looking at the priest he sighed, "Ten seconds you son of a bitch." The guys looked on to see what would happen, Lyla was still holding a hand on Opie's chest but her attention was on Jax and Tara.
Ashby knew he was stuck and he needed a way out. Now. Just as he was about to talk McGhee and O'Neill came walking in. Thank God he thought to himself, they'd surely help him. McGhee looked at was going on and turned to Clay, "Aye, what's going on here?" Clay explained what all went down and McGhee looked at the Father, "You going to tell them Ash or no?" At that moment he knew he was a dead man one way or another so he decided to tell the truth, even if it meant starting a blood bath. He looked directly at O'Neill as he spoke, "I may have given him away but I was only following orders. Why dontcha ask these fellas why you haven't been able to find your son."
All eyes went to McGhee and O'Neill, Jax released his hold on Tara and she turned it towards the two men, "What the fuck is he talking about? And don't give me the you don't know bullshit." The men cleared their throats and drew their guns, "I'm sorry fellas but Jimmy had strict instructions that I was to follow. Kill you and we'd be free." Before anyone knew it the gun went off and a body dropped to the floor in a second, screaming in agony as the bullet ripped through their shin. "You mother fuckers, I want to know where my son is and I want to know now!" Jax and the guys were all gaping at Tara, they couldn't t believe she just shot someone.
O'Neill looked at her and was about to shoot when Gemma slammed a chair over his head. Lyla kicked the gun away from him. Opie and Jax exchanged a look, "Damn" they said in unison. Walking up to her he took the gun from Tara and she crumpled to the floor, tears spilling out her eyes. "I just want my son." Jax's heart broke as he picked her up and held her against him, "We'll get him back. I promise. No matter what we'll get him back." He took the gun and shot both McGhee and O'Neill in the head and the looked at Ashby. "You better tell me where the hell he is. Now."
Father Ashby knew he was defeated and decided what to do, "Okay, I'll tell you where he is."
