AUTHOR'S NOTE: So I know most of you probably guessed this was going to happen. But I'm going to hide for a while haha. Don't hate me too much.

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Even though him and Noelle didn't necessarily argue or really get into about the retaliation and the state he came back home in, Jax finds himself unable to sleep.

Noelle is sleeping peacefully beside him and he thinks she is able to do that as with him gone for five years she learned how to compartmentalize. Learned to not let things affect her sleep.

He knows that he should be worried about the Mayans patching over the Calaveras, but he finds himself trying to figure out what to do about Noah questioning – knowing – that he is involved in an outlaw club.

Jax wasn't ashamed of who he was.

But as a father, there was a dilemma with knowing that your kids would come to realize you aren't some personal superhero.

There would come a time when they would see you were just a flawed human being like everyone else. He wasn't just like everyone else. His flaws – sins – were deeper than most. They were able to be dissected by the public and worst of all his own sons and daughter.

He didn't know how he was going to explain to his son about the lifestyle he had chosen – grew up in. Noelle had pointed out that Noah didn't want a lie either. He wanted the truth that Jax knows his 11 year old shouldn't really have yet.

Hell, Jax was even younger when he found out about what the club really dabbled in. He had to be about 8 when he stumbled across that truth. The club didn't have anywhere to store their source of income and he had no choice but to see it as his dad had stashed them in the clubhouse. They were assembling them in the clubhouse.

Jax, however, was groomed for that. He didn't think anything of it. His sons weren't. Noelle had made sure they were fully aware of their choices outside of Charming. He knows the Noah for sure probably wasn't cut out for the outlaw ways. He didn't think is son was soft or couldn't handle it. It just wasn't for him.

He knows AJ is a different story. Jax knows that AJ will follow in his footsteps. AJ looks at him how he imagined he looked at his father and for a time Clay.

Jax sighs and is about to roll over and scoop Noelle in his arms and maybe wake her up for a sure fire way to exhaust. Instead, his body freezes when he hears something fall in the house. The noise doesn't wake Noelle up, but he is on alert when he hears something creak.

Jax sits up in bed and grabs his pair of sweatpants and his muscle tee and throws them on. He creeps down the hall where he can see the kitchen light is on. He exhales a breath as he sees a flash of blonde.

He swipes a hand down his face as he enters the kitchen, but he almost loses his shit when he sees AJ on his tippy toes on a chair trying to balance himself to climb onto the counter.

Jax knows if he says something that he will most likely startle his son. With light feet, he moves into the kitchen and grabs his son, which startles him.

"What are you doing?" Jax asks angrily as he places the boy on his feet.

Since Jax has come home, he hasn't had to scold his kids for anything. That job was left to Noelle. However, even now that he is angry, he doesn't like the feeling looking at his boy, who is clearly distressed at making him upset.

"I just wanted something to snack on." AJ explains quietly.

"And you couldn't look in the fridge?" Jax asks as he folds his arms across his chest.

"Mom keeps the good stuff up there," his son tells him.

Jax rubs his forehead with his fingertips. He moves the chair back to the table and looks into the cupboard on the very top shelf that he can barely reach and wonders how in the hell Noelle can even reach up here. Sticking his hand up, he grabs a plastic bowl and brings it down where it's loaded with candy.

"I imagine that your mom keeps this up here for a reason." Jax says to his boy.

AJ shrugs his shoulders innocently.

Jax sighs and holds the bowl down and lets AJ grab what his wants. Jax even steals a few Reese's for himself.

"Can we watch TV for a bit, Daddy?"

Jax nods his head as it wasn't as if sleep was coming for him anyway.

Jax joins his son on the couch, who snuggles into his side, while he finds some ancient cartoons from his childhood on TV to watch. AJ doesn't seem to mind.

It's quiet outside of the opening of wrappers before AJ asks him a question. "Where did you go today, Daddy?"

"Went for a ride with your grandpa and uncles," Jax tells him. After all, it was a half-truth. "Why?"

AJ shrugs his shoulders. "Just wondering. I hate when your gone, Daddy."

Jax gives his son a sad smile. "I know, buddy. But I'm not going anywhere."

AJ nods his head before he crawls from his side and into his lap. "Can you take me to my doctor's appointment? Mommy always takes me. I want you to go."

"Okay, Little Man," Jax promises.

AJ beams and the two go back to watching TV.

Jax doesn't remember falling asleep.

After finding the bed empty, Noelle panicked for a little bit. It was rare for Jax to leave the bed before her and if he did have to leave, he would always nudge her awake to let her know. Wrapping one of her robes around her, she checks on her babies and frowns when she finds AJ's room empty.

She eventually finds her husband and her youngest sleeping on the couch.

She smiles at the sight of the two of them resting peacefully, but she is slightly concerned how they ended up in the living. She rolls her eyes however as she spots the candy wrappers all over the coffee table.

Picking up the wrappers, she discards them in the trash and begins making a simple breakfast for her family: oatmeal.

She is stirring the pot of oats when she hears the telltale sound of her husband's padding of his feet before his arms wrap around her waist.

"Morning," he croaks.

"Good morning," she greets. "How was the couch?"

"Not as comfortable as the bed." He tells her.

"Do I want to know how you ended up there?"

"Heard AJ was up. Trying to sneak into your bowl of goodies."

Noelle turns off the stove and moves to face Jax. "How's your back?"

"It's fine." He tells her. "AJ asked me to take him to his doctor's appointment tomorrow."

Noelle raises an eyebrow at that. "It would mean a lot if you took him."

"I know." He tells her and a frown takes over her lips.

"What's wrong?"

"It's probably going to be another late night." He tells her.

Noelle sucks in a breath as she rubs her forehead.

"Babe, talk to me," he pleads.

Noelle wraps her arms around herself. "I just have to get used to the late nights, bloody clothes, headlines." She tells him. "Oh wait and getting questioned by Charming's finest again."

"Noe –"

"Hale already started asking questions. Wanted me to give you a heads up."

Jax's eyebrows go up. "What? When was this?"

Before Noelle can answer, Noah comes into the kitchen asking about breakfast.

With the help of the Grim Bastards, they were easily able to locate a CL officer and luckily it was the president Hector Salazar.

So now he and his brothers were on some backwater road on a dead end street looking at the rundown home of Salazar and his old lady.

So far, Jax wasn't impressed with what he was seeing from the rundown home.

Jax stands to the side as Opie knocks on the man's door.

"Yeah?" They hear muffled through the door.

"Yeah, I think we backed over your Harley out here." Opie says. "You might want to come and take a look."

"What?" The voice responds with a tinge of anger as the door begins to open. However, as soon as Hector sees their kuttes he tries to close the door, but he is stopped by Bobby's foot as they charge in the house. "The hell you cabrones doing here?" Hector asks heatedly as Happy and Opie restrain him.

"Find the girl." Clay orders.

"Some of your pussy patches paid us a visit the other night." Happy gravely informs him.

"Why are you doing Mayan bitch work, ese?" Clay asks.

"Caca, piece of shit!" They hear yelled through the house. "Go, go! Easy, darling, easy." Bobby says.

Jax stands in front of a bookshelf as Chibs backs out of the hallway they went down.

"I'm having a rough day with the ladies." Bobby quips as he appears at gun point.

Using the element of surprise Jax grabs the gun from Hector's old lady and is rewarded with a slap across the face. Not usually one for violence especially towards women, Jax head-butts her and tries not to feel guilty, which subdues her, as Chibs and Bobby grab her with no resistance.

"You puto bitch!" Hector yells.

Jax charges at the President and grabs him from Happy and Opie and bounces his head off a desk giving him a bloody nose. "We know Calaveras are patching over Mayan. We want to know why."

"I don't know shit about no patch." Hector lies.

"That's the wrong answer, bitch." Jax says and slams his head off the desk again.

"Enough." Clay orders. "We'll take him to the hole, finish this."

"You can't kill me." Hector wheezes. "I'm a patch president." He adds as he spits blood at Clay's feet.

Clay kicks Hector in the face as he slides on his sunglasses. "I don't recognize your bullshit MC."

...

It was laughable how easy Hector cracked after burying him in a hole and running their bikes by his head a few times. Jax found it downright pathetic how the man had spilled the beans. Apparently the Mayans were setting up and bag and cut operation in Lodi for their heroin as they were moving their drugs to Stockton Prison. And if they were processing heroin in Lodi that meant is had to run through Charming to get to Stockton.

"Got to take Alvarez down." Opie says.

"Shred him in pieces. We get bloody." Chibs adds.

"We off this guy, it's an escalation. Be bloody '92 all over again." Bobby reasons.

"We spare this shithead, might give us a little room to negotiate." Jax adds.

"Negotiate what?" Chibs asks in disbelief. "Alvarez wants us dead."

Clay looks at him, "What are you thinking VP?"

"That I'm not trying to spend 25 years away from my wife," Jax says, which causes the guys to laugh easing the tension. "But we can use this to our advantage. After all they are running this through Charming. Charge a vig, maybe expand our customer base."

He can tell the guys are thinking it over and if Clay is sold than he knows the vote has practically passed.

"Do I need to take a vote?" Clay asks with no objection. "Let this pendejo out of the hole. He's going home."

"Sometimes I do wonder how they are able to get away with so much shit," Lena tells Noelle over the phone.

Noelle sighs at her sister's words. Detailing as much as she could to her sister about what has happened, her sister was impressed how everyone knew things like explosions were linked to SAMCRO, but nobody could prove it.

"Circumstantial evidence can only get you so far." Noelle replies.

"I'm surprised you don't have gray hair at this point." Lena says. "You worried about Jax getting mixed into some serious shit."

"He's always mixed into serious shit," Noelle points out. "I constantly debate on our full disclosure deal."

"I think you would go even crazier if you didn't know."

"I don't know how Donna does it with the not knowing." Noelle says.

"So far it seems to be working for her. Maybe I should come down?"

"I can always use one of your visits, but I don't want to put you out of your way." Noelle says and tries to hide her excitement if her sister comes to visit.

"Sarah's going away to some medical conference. I'll be here by myself. Might as well come down."

"Well, I would appreciate it. Addie will love the surprise."

"How is my niece?"

"Good. Her and Jax are finally on good terms," Noelle informs her sister.

"I knew they would be. She just needed a minute."

"I guess you're right."

"I'm always right." Lena states proudly.

Addie surprised herself when she found herself drawing a sketch of her dad and AJ sleeping. She didn't even realize she had begun drawing them until she began working on the meticulous details of her father's growing beard. She had surprised herself even more when she decided to transfer the tiny sketch onto a canvas and to dabble into acrylic paint. So far she had been exclusively using pencils and charcoal. And now considering the book on using paints that Leo had gotten for her, she decided to test the waters with this new sketch.

She likes it more than she would like to admit. Since her dad has been home, it had practically become a daily occurrence that they would find him and AJ napping on the couch.

She doesn't know why really, but her dad looks so peaceful. She doesn't know how she was able to capture it.

"So you've decided to paint this?"

Addie is startled out of her thoughts and looks over at Leo as he looks over her sketch. She knows her Dad hasn't apologized for his behavior towards him and he has done a good job of not letting her father's rude behavior affect their interactions.

Yet, she knows it has especially with the current headlines that are ripping through Charming. She knows without a doubt her father and her grandpa and uncles are involved in it. She knows that she should feel something in having that knowledge, but she doesn't.

"Yeah, I think my parents will like it." She tells him. "If it comes out alright."

"Realism is your strong suit. Don't doubt yourself. Besides if at first you don't succeed try again." He tells her with a smile.

Addie manages one back as she looks down at her sketch. She thinks she realizes why she likes it so much is because there was a similar photo of her and her dad. At a time, she used to be able to find comfort in her dad's arms like AJ does now.

Despite her and her dad being on good terms, they still have this distance between them. She isn't able to find solace in his arms like her brothers, who hugged their dad every chance they get.

But she can't. She won't.

"So how are your parents?" He asks her.

"Good, I guess. I mean I know better than to knock on their door when it's shut." She tells her art tutor as it was the truth. Addie is sure that a new Teller will be making an appearance soon. Noah was unsure and the two even betted on it. It's a bet she is sure that she will win. However, Noah made a good point that it wouldn't make sense for AJ to not be the baby of the house.

"Should you know about that?" Leo asks her awkwardly.

Addie rolls her eyes. Even if she shouldn't, she does read. In spite of her mom being vigilant in practically everything she is involved in, her mom doesn't filter the books she reads too badly. Plus there were her uncles.

"Have you met my Uncle Tig?" She quips.

"No, I haven't actually. I thought your dad's brother passed away."

Addie's spine stiffens at the mention of her Uncle Thomas, her blood uncle that she would never get to meet, an uncle that she was has outlived. "Uncle Tig isn't my uncle by blood." She responds simply.

"He's part of your dad's club?"

"Yeah."

"Are you around them a lot?"

Addie shrugs her shoulders. "They're family. So I guess. I mean, I see my grandma and grandpa almost every day." As much as Addie loves her grandma, she is an overbearing woman. However, she also knows how protective and fierce she is. She remembers when her grandma had dropped her and Noah off to school once and threatened to shove a coffee up someone's behind for honking at her when she was helping them out the car. Better yet, now since her dad is home it's fun watching her grandma get on him about everything under the sun.

"Your dad's mom and dad?"

"Yeah, but Grandpa is really Daddy's step-dad. My other grandpa passed away long before I was even thought off." She tells him. After all, Addie is pretty sure this is all common knowledge about her family.

"Is that what your mom and dad tell you?"

"No, Pappy does."

"Who's that?"

"Uncle Ope's dad, Piney."

"Got yourself a big family." He comments. "What about your mom's family?"

"What about them?" Addie asks with an edge to her voice.

"You don't see them?"

Addie shakes her head stiffly.

"At all."

"Is that a problem?"

The question takes him back. "Well…no…I just never hear you speak about them."

"Obviously there is a reason for that." She tells him tightly. "Now can I get back to work?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course."

...

Locking her gate back up in the garage, Addie is surprised to see that her mom and dad both aren't home even more that their grandma's SUV isn't in the driveway either. Entering the house, it's surprisingly isn't in chaos. Instead, AJ is in the living room playing their PS4. Depositing her art stuff in her room, she heads towards Noah's room where she finds him playing on their shared tablet.

"Hey," she greets from the door.

Noah smiles at her and sometimes it really unnerves her how much Noah does look like their mom. "Hey, sis, how was your art session?"

Addie enters his room further, which is decorated with various sport posters and his trophies, and sits on the edge of his bed. "It was fine. Where's Mom and Dad?"

"Mom had to run to the store real quick. And Dad is probably at the clubhouse." He tells her.

Addie nods her head. Despite Noah being 11 going on 12 and her 10 going on 11, their mom still doesn't trust her or Noah to baby sit AJ for a long period of time.

"Something wrong?" He asks her quietly.

Addie looks at her older brother and sighs. Despite some days the two of them could argue like crazy and even when AJ makes it his life's mission to torment her, she loves her brothers. She knows she is also extremely protective over them as well.

Yet, with AJ being the baby of the family, she and Noah had a strong bond that grows stronger every day as they age. Even though she has Ellie, Noah is her best friend. Addie knows that she can go to her brother for anything and he would also let her rant about everything including her angry feelings about their dad.

"Does it bother you what people say about us?" She asks him quietly.

Noah looks at her with his ocean blue eyes and he rubs his chin, something she has seen her dad do so many times when asked a question that has multiple answers. "It doesn't, but it does. Like I get upset when they say things about Mom more than anything, if that makes sense."

Addie nods her head because it does.

She thinks it has to do with the fact for five years all they had was their mother. Despite the exhaustion and stress of raising three of them, her mom was like Wonder Woman. With their dad gone they got to see the flaws in him. Not like their mom didn't have any, but it was just different. It was their mom who was doing everything she can to keep their family together and happy.

Addie also knows that what people say about her mom isn't true, but she finds that its unfair that her mom is the one that is mostly targeted than her dad.

"Why you hear anything?" Noah asks.

Addie shakes her head. "Mr. Graves was just asking about our family. Mentioned Uncle Thomas…and mom's side of the family."

"Seems to be asking a lot of questions." Noah points out. Addie nods her head and it is unsaid between the two of them that if their dad got wind of it, it won't be pretty for Leo.

"It's just that don't you think about Mom's mom and dad?"

"Not really," Noah tells her truthfully. "They don't seem like nice people, Ads. I mean they kicked Aunt Lena out their house for being gay!"

"I know that…I just worry about Mom."

"Why?"

"I just do." Addie says and she thinks she isn't able to explain it.

Noah isn't able to question her further as AJ walks into the room asking for help with his game.

Following his informative day, Jax had arrived home and quickly took a shower. After a quick shower followed by some bonding time with his kids, Jax is glad to finally strip down to his boxers and lay in bed with his wife. He slides into bed and considering Noelle is up reading some craft magazine, his head finds a home on his wife's lap. He sighs contently when she begins to run her fingers through his rapidly growing hair.

"Rough day?" She questions.

"Depends on how you look at it," he tells her.

"Do I want to know?"

"Mayans are trying to move into Lodi again. Apparently, it wasn't just them that torched the warehouse, but some puppet MC, the Calaveras. We tracked down the President apparently the Mayans are using them for a bag and cut operation." He tells her.

"Well the Mayans would've had to know it wouldn't work considering there is a no drugs policy in Charming and the explosion only brought the spotlight on them." Noelle tells him.

Jax nods his head in agreement. "Well instead of killing the man, I decided we could use it as a negotiating tool. Possibly to expand our customer base."

"Just be careful, baby."

"Always am." He tells her. "So what did Hale say to you?"

"Ugh, I thought you forgot about that." She teases lightly. "But he just said that he knows the warehouse was owned by a dummy corporation and the usual I'm always watching spiel. I wouldn't be surprised if he tries to find some way to bring the Feds to town." Noelle warns him.

Jax honestly doesn't expect anything less from Captain America. Plus, he decides he is done speaking on club business, "So should I be worried about this doctor's appointment?"

"No, baby, just a routine checkup. It should go smoothly." She assures him.

"You ever think about having more?" He asks quietly.

"More what? Kids?"

Jax nods his head.

"Are you serious?" She asks in disbelief.

Jax leans up from her lap and looks at her shyly. "I'm just asking."

"Jax, I think we're complete with the three we have."

"So no more?"

"Do you want more?"

He shrugs his shoulders. "I wouldn't be opposed to the idea."

"I don't know, Jax." Noelle says hesitantly. "I don't think a baby is a best thing for us right now especially with you being fresh out of jail."

Jax nods his head. It's not like he is dying for more kids, but for some reason he misses the sight of Noelle swollen with his child. He feels he just needs that right now.

Noelle cups his face, "Hey, we can revisit this topic in about a year, okay?"

"Okay, darlin'."

It's been five years since Jax has been in St. Thomas and he finds himself filled with anxiety. When AJ was born, he and Noelle had practically lived at this hospital. As he looks at his five year old son, it's hard to believe he was once a tiny baby that could fit in the palm of his hand and hooked up to a bunch of machines to keep him alive.

He remembers all the surgeries to fix his heart and then the scare when he had gotten a murmur and they had to correct that. Then he was born with a hole in his belly. And Jax thought he would lose his son like his mother lost Thomas.

But now his son was thriving and all smiles with his missing baby teeth.

"Dad, everything is fine," AJ says from where he sits on the exam table as they wait for Dr. Namid.

Jax smiles at his son.

A knock comes from the door and Jax watches as Dr. Namid comes through, but he nearly falls out of his chair at the sight of the other doctor that comes through as well.

Tara Knowles.

Tara feels embarrassed that she has returned to Charming. After leaving the backwater town, she had never looked back. She had accomplished her dreams and was now a rising Neo-Natal Pediatric surgeon. Something she knows that she wouldn't have achieved if she had stayed in Charming or even kept all her ties in them. She remembers how people looked at her. All of them looked at her with pity because of her drunken daddy, dead mother, and then for getting herself involved with the club. But she surprised them all by being able to break away. For seeing how toxic this town could be.

This town only contained bitter memories that she didn't see the importance of revisiting. Well now she was lying to herself. There were some memories she visited on pathetic, lonely nights. There were some regrets or more accurately a regret.

And now with her father on his deathbed, it had her rethinking of what she wanted her last memories to be of someone. And she needed a break from Chicago.

As she is still in her fellowship, she is glad that St. Thomas was willing to take her on until she handled things with her father. She knows that her being a former resident played a big part, but a small hospital like this would be stupid to pass her up with her level of skill even if it's temporary.

But she is grateful especially to Dr. Namid, who has taken her under his wing.

So she didn't think anything of it when he had asked her to be a consultant. It wasn't a surgery, but just the chance to study a patient.

She can hear the boy presumably talking to a parent and she follows Dr. Namid blindly as he walks into exam room and her heart nearly jumps out of her chest when she sees Jax Teller and his doppelgänger – his son.

She looks down at the file Dr. Namid had dropped in her arms after a surgery and didn't get a proper look at.

Alexander Jameson Teller

Jax had a son!

Before she can properly read the file, more importantly figure out the mother, Dr. Namid is already introducing them.

"Mr. Teller, AJ, this is Dr. Tara –"

"Knowles," Jax finishes with a smile. God, she remembers that smile. It was his weapon that had always easily disarmed everyone especially the ladies.

"Oh yeah, I forget how small Charming is," Dr. Namid says with a small chuckle. He's oblivious to the exact history the two shared. "I hope you don't mind that I asked Dr. Knowles to sit in. She is currently doing a fellowship and I want her to get the best experience she can."

"I think you should ask Little Man here," Jax says as he nods to his son.

"It's fine." The little boy says and throws her a smile. The same smile his father has and Tara thinks she is going through a sensory overload. In the deepest parts of her mind, she had envisioned that one day she and Jax would've had their own children. In her teenage fantasy they did have a house full of babies and were happily married.

And she knew when she was coming back that Jax had probably moved on. She had braced herself for it, but to see it made it real.

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Knowles. I'm AJ."

Tara flashes her doctor smile that she has reserved for kids at the precious boy, "Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you too."

...

This doctor's appointment turns out to be the longest of her life. She is surprised that she was able to listen as Dr. Namid explained to Jax everything going on with his son. From the way Jax asked a question every two seconds, Tara guesses that Jax isn't the usual one that takes his son to the doctor's. Her mind wonders if Gemma has taken over that role. But as Tara observes Jax who is more muscular than she ever remembers being, and his hair shaved, but seems to be growing, she spots the wedding band on his left hand.

Then there were the new tattoos. She spots a name Addison that runs along his left forearm and she wonders if it is his wife or maybe a daughter. Then in elegant script on his neck with a set of red ruby lips is the name Noelle.

And it hits her. She remembers there only being one Noelle in all of Charming. It was that pretty blonde cheerleader with the red lips that had moved to Charming when she and Jax were in high school. The same girl that Jax had no problem in openly checking out despite them being together or even standing right next to him. The same girl that Jax had assured her he wasn't fooling around with during their hour long study session he had attended studiously.

And now they were married with apparently two kids.

Tara wants to leave the room as soon as possible, but Jax calls her back after they schedule AJ's next one.

She swallows the lump in her throat as she looks at the man she once loved. Who is she fooling; she knows that she still loves him.

Jax gives her a sheepish smile and she watches as his ring covered hands holds his son's shoulders. "I wanted to say congratulations on becoming a fancy doctor." Jax tells her.

She gives him a strained smile, "Thank you. I still have a year or two before I make it official and I'll actually be a surgeon."

"So you're going to work on kids like me?" AJ asks from his place not wanting to be left out of the conversation.

Tara smiles at him. "Yep."

"Cool."

Tara looks back up at Jax, "So I guess I should give congratulations of my own on the family. Is AJ the only one?"

"No, AJ here is the youngest." Jax says as he ruffles the boy's hair, which earns him a glare. "I got two more. A boy and a girl."

Tara's stomach twists at that more than it should. Before she can ask about the mother, Jax beats her to it.

"Been married for ten years. Remember Noelle from school?"

"Yeah everyone called her Red for the lipstick."

"You knew my mom in school?" AJ asks.

"Yeah, we didn't have any classes though."

Jax goes to open his mouth, but Tara's name is called over the loud speaker.

"I have to go, but it was nice seeing you Jax."

After Tara's unexpected return, with his day free, Jax had taken AJ out for some ice cream and then let him run loose at the park.

All while he contemplated on how to tell his wife about Tara.

He remembers high school and how Tara hated Noelle. He would like to think after almost 13 years that those feelings don't exist anymore. Noelle never had a problem with Tara, but he thinks his history with Tara bothers her more than anything.

But he just knows that Noelle will be bothered by it. So to bite the bullet, Jax decides to effectively use his son to deliver the news. Arriving back home, Noelle is already there sitting in the living room folding laundry.

"Hey, baby," he hears from the living room after AJ rushes in. "How was your doctor appointment?"

"Good. I got a new doctor!"

"Did you?" Noelle says surprised as she looks between him and AJ. "What's their name?"

"Dr. Tara."

Noelle's brows wrinkle and she looks at him for help.

"It's Tara."

"Knowles?"

Jax nods his head and he watches as his wife processes the news before she turns back at their son with a fake smile, "Well then what did you and daddy do after your appointment?"