The next day Jax wakes up in an empty bed. Mikaila hasn't gone far though. She's painting and listening to classical music softly in the background. She's painting a portrait of Jax and she is really talented. Jax sees this and he is astounded by how spectacular she is at painting and art and wondering why she never mentioned it to him ever before until he caught her in the act.

She notices he is hovering over her and even though she is immersed in her own work she smiles up at him. He is staring at the painting totally in awe and open-mouthed. She is so glad he is pleased by her work. She takes great pride in her work and it means a lot to her when someone else enjoys her work as well, especially if it's one of her loved one's.

"I love it you're so talented. Why didn't you ever tell me about your artistic abilities before?" he asks with curiosity as she continues to paint Jax.

"Wanted it to be a surprise for you and I also don't think I'm too great at it. I try my best and I'm passionate about it though and that's what I think really matters," she tells her confidently.

"You should've said something before. It's amazing and I think you should open your own art gallery. You could totally do it."

"Thank you. I'll certainly keep that in mind. Your support makes me want to pursue my dream and continue working on my art even more," Mikaila tells him with happiness.

She feels even more confident now and knowing that Jax likes her painting and work gives her even more pleasure. It heals her painful past and scars somewhat when she puts all of herself into painting and working on her art with all of her mind, body and soul. Her work is the only thing that even keeps her sane at times and keeps her from totally losing herself and losing control.

Jax's phone starts ringing so he excuses himself. When he leaves the room and finally he's alone he answers the call. It's a DA agent and she's calling him about the case they have against him and Chibs he assumes.

"Jackson Teller, good to hear your voice. I have a proposition for you and your club if you'll hear me out. I'm sure you will because I know for a fact that you won't want to be spending any time in jail. What with your kids and all and another child on the way," the DA agent says smugly.

"What is it? If I can avoid jail again then I'm all ears and I'll take you up on your offer if it's beneficial for my club and me."

"I want you and SAMCRO to be the ones to deliver the Brotherhood and their leader to us. They are wanted for many crimes right now as I'm sure you've heard all about so I won't go into any further detail. Set them up, trick them, do whatever you have to do. I just want them delivered to us in 3 days from now, 72 hours to be exact. What do you say?"

"What will happen to them if I am able to get them and bring them in to you? I'll be a rat but I'll need assurance that they will be put away for good," he says with concern.

"Yes that's true you probably want to know what kind of charges they will face. We are hoping to get the maximum penalties. Probably not the death penalty but we will push for decades behind bars, hopefully even more," she tells him with finality.

"Not good enough. I need to know that this deal is for real and that you are promising me something that's solid and concrete. Or else we don't have a deal."

"Understandable. I have forms that will waive you and your partner in crime's time, Fillip Telford and they will be personally signed by me if you can bring the Aryans to us. You'll mainly have to trust me on this that I will sign but I can scan and fax the forms over to you right now."

"Ok we will do it. I don't know how to find them but I'll pull every string I have and I'll have them to you somehow and some way if we can find them. We have a deal," he reassures her.

"Have a good day, Mr. Teller," she says as she hangs up.

Minutes later Jax gets a fax with the forms and the waiver of release that's just pending a DA signature. He is feeling somewhat lost and hopeless. He knows he should be brave and a fighting warrior. He's not sure if he can do this though mainly because he has no knowledge or clues as to where the brotherhood is located anymore. He has to fight though and die trying because he can't be away from his sons anymore. He needs to do this for the greater good, of everyone really. Giving up isn't an option for him no matter how much he fears failure and giving up.

Chibs and Jax meet up soon after outside the cabins for a smoke and a talking break. Chibs is feeling forlorn and discouraged as well. Part of him is hoping that those bastards will all get what they deserve soon, preferably be found dead. Another part of him is starting to accept that his fate could be him ending up in jail.

"The DA wants me to rat and find the Aryans bring them somehow to the police station and turn them in. How will I pull this off it's too much for me. Even if I found them how could we take them out..."

"You're right, Jackson. We need to do this though. How long do we have?"

"4 days only, 72 hours to be exact. Think we can do it? I don't know where to start. I feel obliged to do it though," he says with hope.

"Aye, not much time. Remember Jackie: it's the job that's never started that takes the longest to finish," he tells him with determination.

"You're right. We can get them. I'll think of something. Going back to Charming could be the best way to reel them in."

Chibs nods and pats Jax on the back. They share an unspoken agreement together. Jax knows that they will do what they can at all costs to bring these Nazis to justice. He won't give up hope.