Well hello my fellow quarantined friends. How is everyone doing? I know everyone is bored to death probably having to stay home. I've been trying desperately to update any of my stories because of this reason. I work at a hospital. Not just a hospital but at an Urgent Care that runs like an emergency room open 24 hours a day. It's been pretty interesting and scary. Then the kids are home. Having to take care of them 24/7 more than ever. Home schooling, working, trying to stay safe and for fuck sake making sure we have god damn toilet paper. HA Well here is a much needed update to this story, a nice long one. I know you all will NOT be disappointed. Happy quarantine my BD fans. Enjoy! And heres to more updates on all my stories soon!

Chapter 34

I know how to love you now.

Brenda knocks lightly on the After Dark office door. It's partially open but she waits not feeling comfortable just going in. It had been 6 weeks of confusion, fighting her heart, connecting with Jax more as friends and endless sex with Dylan. It was time to stop stringing Jax along. Brenda wasn't sure about what her future held with Dylan but she did know her heart belonged to him. Their little family was the most important thing in her life.

"Come in." Jax called out.

Brenda pushes the door open and was met with Jax's handsome face, as a smile spreads across his features.

"Hey." She smiles back.

Jax gets up and moves fluidly to the other side of his desk, "Hey what a nice surprise." He hugs her tightly, his hand caressing her back up and down. They slowly separate. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah…I just thought we could talk a little."

Jax looks into her eyes and nods. Not having the best feeling about this conversation. He takes her hand gently and guides her to the couch in the office. They both sit, Jax rubbing his thumb over her hand absently. Silence surrounding them.

"Jax…Brenda." They both say at the same time. They smile at each other. "Go head." Brenda offers.

"I think I know why you're here." Jax states. "You're choosing Dylan." He says. Calmly no anger in his tone at all.

Brenda sighs, "I'm not choosing Dylan." She shakes her head, "I don't think it was ever a choice at all. Jax." She takes a deep breath, "I met you and instantly liked you. There was a connection right away with us. Then I fell for you. I fell in love with you."

Jax takes Brenda's hand, "Then what's the problem? Didn't I make you happy?" There is a sadness in his voice and it hits Brenda right in the chest.

"Yes…you made me happy. You showed me that a man can be kind and dependable. You showed me how it was to trust someone and feel that new excitement in a relationship again." Brenda's hand goes to Jax's cheek, he leans into it, kissing her palm. "All that being said, it wasn't fair to you because I met Dylan when I was a kid. Falling for him came easy at that age and the feelings ran deep. No matter how much I want to move on from him, he's there. He's in the far part of my mind, he's in the daughter we share, he's branded…in my heart. So no I didn't choose Dylan. Actually if I had a choice, I probably should choose you. But I don't have a choice, there was never a choice to be made."

"He's the one." Jax says quietly wiping a tear quickly.

Brenda shrugs slowly as tears fill her eyes, "I wish he wasn't sometimes. It's just always been him and I've realized that the more I fight it, the more it surrounds me. I don't know whats going to happen with Dylan to be honest but I owe you honesty. You've trusted me in this and it's the least I can do."

Tears fill Jax's eyes again as he looks at her. "This is harder than I thought it would be." He says quietly. "I knew…in my heart and in my head…the whole entire time but it still doesn't make losing you any easier." His forehead falls gently against hers. "He's gonna hurt you again." Brenda swallows hard closing her eyes. "And when he does…I won't be here."

Dylan jiggles his keys climbing the stairs heading to his office. His goal get the month end statements and get the F out of there. Conversing with Jax on the weekly has been shit. Dylan comes to the partially open door.

"I love you Bren. It's something I never thought I'd do again after Amy."

Dylan ducks quickly, his back silently hitting the wall as he listens.

"I love you too." Brenda whispers.

Dylan's hands ball into fists at his sides.

Jax's breathes into her mouth, pressing his lips against hers. The kiss is soft at first, sweet, slow pecks that make your toes curl. Brenda turns a little, her hands find his shoulders, needing the support because she is melting in this last kiss with Jax. Then the kiss becomes more intense, their mouths move together, not rough or needy, it feel like goodbye. Jax tilts his head to the side, urging her to give him better access and Brenda gives it freely. Tongues mix in pleasant harmony.

Dylan moves and peaks inside and swallows hard seeing the scene in front of him. Brenda and Jax kissing, like really kissing and his stomach feels sick. Nausea rolls through him quickly and his hand touches his abdomen in protest. Their deal…their stupid obviously futile deal. Dylan backs away and quickly descends the stairs. He is livid, he is pissed, he is so beyond hurt it's not even funny. Had she been doing this all this time? All the days she was busy with Jax and with him at night? Was this what the girls went through that short time all those years ago when Dylan got caught up with the history and love for Brenda and the newness and excitement of Kelly?

Dylan wasn't going to give her the benefit of the doubt. He was over this. He was over the punishment of breaking her heart all those years ago. Enough was enough. He stalked the exit but before he left. He picked up a glass from the stack that was drying on the counter and threw it against the wall. It shattered loudly before he left all this shit behind.

Brenda and Jax jump apart. Jax's head turns towards the door, "What was that?"

Brenda covering her mouth, "I'm sorry I got carried away." Ignoring the noise but happy it interrupted.

Jax smiles, "We both did." He squeezes her hand and pulls her to investigate the noise. The club is empty. The evidence shattered all over the floor is the only proof they heard what they heard. Jax looks at Brenda shrugging a little. "That's weird." He comments. He turns his attention to Brenda.

"I hope he knows what he has." Jax comments, a small sad smile on his handsome face.

Brenda takes a deep breath, "Me too. But something tells me he does now."

"Good luck Brenda. I've only ever wanted you to be happy." Jax smiles deepens, "I'm like Victor Laszlo in Casablanca. Sacrificing his happiness for his love." He jokingly rolls his eyes.

Brenda laughs, "Isla ends up with Victor." She states again.

Jax cutely shrugs, "True but we all know she shouldn't have." His eyes are sad. "You're an incredible woman Bren. It's going to be hard getting over you."

Tears fill Brenda's eyes, "Well…we always have Paris." She jokes. And Jax laughs out loud and shakes his head.

"Well the metaphor is there but one thing is still for sure." He smiles.

"What's that?" Brenda smiles back.

"Casablanca still fucking sucks."

Brenda laughs loudly, her hand coming to his shoulder. She leans in and hugs him tightly. She breathes out, taking in his scent and warmth for the last time. If things were different this man would be her dream come true. Her hand comes to the back of his head as she leans away from him.

"I'll see you around." She says quietly.

Jax nods, "Bye Brenda." They peck sweetly.

They grab hands, squeezing in fondness. She turns to head out.

"Bren?" Jax calls out.

She turns and looks into his eyes, "If Dylan fucks this up. You tell him I will happily beat his ass for you. It's a long time coming."

Brenda chuckles with a nod, "Thanks and I will."

Jax nods once as he watches Brenda Walsh walk out of the club and his heart for good.

Brenda struggles to carry the groceries into the house with plans to make a romantic dinner for Dylan. Olivia is content with sleeping with Iris tonight at the hotel. She wants to tell Dylan, she's decided. She hears music and giggling as she rounds the corner to the living room. She freezes at the sight in front of her. The bags of groceries thump to the ground getting the attention of Dylan and a familiar brunette.

"You have got to be kidding me?" Anger flashes in Brenda's eyes.

"Hey Bren…you remember Michelle." Dylan's cocky son of a bitch voice is directed at her.

Michelle smiles, getting up and moves towards Brenda. Her hand comes out, "It's nice to meet one of Dylan's roommates finally."

Brenda shakes her hand with a huff, "Roommates? huh."

Brenda's eyes burn Dylans. His eyebrows lift testing her. Silence fills the living room. Brenda's eyes find Michelle's. She's pretty yet her clothes look like she is trying too hard for male attention.

Michelle looks down at the groceries. "Here let me help." She picks up a bag. Brenda moves quickly taking the bags from the floor, she reaches for the one in Michelle's hand, she takes it back with force.

"I got it." Brenda seethes. She tries to reign in her anger. It isn't this bitches fault. She is just a willing victim in Dylan's games. "Well…if you'll excuse me, I should put these away." Brenda rounds Michelle and heads for the kitchen.

Brenda looks down at the counter, her palms flat as she breathes out. Her eyes close as she tries to calm her breaths and push her tears back where they belong. What is she doing? She hears giggles come from the living room and her anger builds. This was not Brenda. This was not like her to allow this shit and in her own house. She remembers Palm Springs and catching Dylan with a girl. She thinks about Jax and his tears and utter heartbreak over their talk. Hell no Dylan doesn't get to enjoy his evening with Michelle. She stands up straight, letting her anger fall over her. She walks with confidence into the living room. She sees Michele standing over Dylan shaking her hips from side to side to the song as it rings through the living room. Holding a glass of red wine in her right hand. Brenda's wine. Brenda charges. She takes the wine from her setting it on the coffee table.

"Get out." Her voice stern, sure.

"Excuse me?" Michele's head turns to the side sizing her up.

Brenda takes a step towards her, "I said…get out." She says through her teeth.

Michele laughs an uncomfortable laugh, she shakes her head, "I don't understand. Dylan?" She looks to him for some help.

"GET OUT!" Brenda yells loudly. She moves around Michelle and grabs her purse from the living room chair.

"What are doing?" Michelle walks after her. Brenda opens the front door and tosses Michelle's purse on to the porch.

She follows it in a rush, "You crazy…" Michelle says as Brenda slams the door on her.

Dylan leans on the arch way, "Was that necessary?" His voice like ice.

Brenda turns, she is pretty sure this is the moment in cartoons smoke would come out of her ears. "You." She shoves him, "You son of a bitch." She shoves again. "What the hell kind of game are you playing?" Tears spill now, unable to keep them in. Brenda has never been more angry at him.

"I'm not playing a game Bren." He says calmly. "You made your choice, I was simply calling an old friend."

"An old friend you used to sleep with? Mature Dylan…really mature."

Dylan laughs, "Because throwing Michelle's purse out on the porch is a sign of maturity?" He eggs her on.

"You'll never change." She shakes her head. "And to think." She breaks down, "To think I chose you over a better man. He's a better man than you." She flees the stairs.

"What are you talking about?" Dylan yells after her.

Brenda stops, she turns towards Dylan at the bottom of the stairs, "The groceries…tonight…I was going to tell you." Brenda shakes her head, tears running down her face. "I chose you…for nothing it seems." She runs up the rest of the stairs. Dylan stares after her hearing her door slam shut.

Dylan takes a moment to process what he just heard. He takes the steps two at a time. His hand coming up as he bangs on Brenda's bedroom door. "Brenda!" He reaches the knob, locked. "Brenda…open the door please."

Nothing

Silence

Dylan leans his head on the door, "Please Bren…open the door." He gives it a moment. Nothing.

He turns his back resting against the door and closes his eyes. He takes a deep breath in and out. He slides down Brenda's door, sitting his back against it. He knows she's one the other side of it. He feels her there.

"I went to the club today. I saw you and Jax." Dylan speaks quietly knowing she is listening. "I saw you kissing and heard you guys. My world shattered. I was so angry I called Michelle to get back at you. For playing games, for leading me on, for breaking my heart again. Nothing happened with her. I didn't touch her. I used her to get back at you. I didn't know what I saw today was good bye. I'm so sorry Bren." Dylan sighs emotionally exhausted, "Please believe me Brenda. I have changed. I know in all this it doesn't seem like it but I have." Dylan gets up quickly and runs to his room. He opens his bed side table taking out his journal. He returns to the bedroom door.

"I wrote you something yesterday. I was waiting for the perfect time to read it to you. I think maybe this is that time." Dylan opens the journal to the page thats folded. Brenda leans her head on her side of the door. Her hand on it as she waits.

My broken promises broke your heart

Time and time again

I let everything fall apart

I was such a fool back then

But you loved me once I know

So many sorrys ago

There was a time when I held your hand

I would have died to keep you safe

That's why it kills me that I'm the man

That put those tears on your face

I don't blame you for moving on

And maybe all of my chances are gone

I see that look in your eyes

You're scared

And I understand why

So am I

But here I am and I just pray

That you will listen long enough

To hear me when I say

This brand-new man won't let you down

If you'll let me show you

I know how to love you now

Dylan closes his journal and takes a deep breath. "I want you to know…that all those times I hurt you, I didn't understand what I was doing. But I do now Bren. I didn't love myself enough to let you love me."

Dylan moves closer to the door, "I love you…and I'm not going to stop loving you. I know how to love you now. That man you always wanted me to be. I am that man. And I can be a husband now and I can be a father, and I can give you everything that we were always meant to have. And maybe I'm too late and maybe I should move on but I can't. I have tried like hell but all that happens is I get better at lying to myself. I don't want to do that anymore. You and me Bren. That's how its suppose to be. You know that." Dylan moves his index finger caressing the wood of the door like it's her cheek. He closes his eyes hearing her quietly cry on the other side of it. "Brenda" he whispers, "It's Olivia and you…and me." He breathes.

Dylan's head rests against it and after a few moments he hears the lock unlock echoing in the silence of the house. Dylan looks up at the knob quickly, standing just as fast. He reaches for the doorknob and twists, the door opening wide as he pushes it open.

Brenda is standing there, 4 feet from him. She looks beautifully broken with tears running down her face. Dylan takes a step towards her.

"You and me and Olivia?" He pleads with his eyes.

Brenda shakes her head no and looks to her hands. Only then Dylan notices she is holding something. Her hands cover it as he tries to see what it is.

Brenda takes a step towards him, "No…It's you…and me…Olivia and one more." Her palm reaches out, her fingers slowing opening revealing what she is holding. Dylan's breathe gets caught in his lungs as he sees what she has. There in her palm lies a positive pregnancy test. "I'm pregnant." She adds.

His eyes meet hers. A gush of breathe leaves his lungs finally reminding him he needs to breath. He takes a step towards her, now close enough to look down at the stick and see the evidence in plain bright pink lines. Their eyes meet again.

They stare at one another for what seems like several minutes. Brenda swallowing hard, "Say something…Dylan." She pleads.

"You're pregnant?" Dylan whispers, "Pregnant?"

Brenda nods. "I found out yesterday. I was going to tell you tonight after dinner."

A slow smile spreads across his face. A beautiful exquisite grin. His arms circle her waist quickly, lifting her as he spins Brenda around causing her to giggle. Her feet hit the floor, "You're pregnant." He breathes against her lips. His forehead lays against her.

"Are you happy?" She asks quietly.

Dylan leans out and looks deeply into her eyes, he smiles, wordlessly, he presses his firm, smooth lips around hers. Time seems to stop as they kiss. His tongue slides between her lips into her mouth. She moans softly as he deepens the kiss.

"You've made me the luckiest guy in the whole entire world. I missed everything with Olivia and here I get to do it for real. Not just dream about it. Tell me again." His forehead finds hers again as he closes his eyes.

Brenda smiles, "I'm pregnant." Dylan hums as he smiles. He envisions hearing it in London. His eyes open as he picks Brenda up effortlessly, laying her on her bed. He takes her t-shirt, pulling it over her head. Her bra follows, Dylan's eyes feast on her bare breasts. His hand reaches behind him pulling his shirt over his head to join the rest of their clothes. He lowers himself, kneeling before her on the edge of the bed. His lips clasp over one of her nipples and his tongue swirls around it, bringing it to a hard nub. Brenda lets her head fall back and moans. Her nipples are sore but sensitive and it feels glorious. Dylan moves over to do the same to the other breast, she arches her back, pushing her breast harder into his mouth.

He grazes his teeth against it and Brenda lets out a cry. She brings her head up and watches him suck her tender flesh. His lips find hers, his tongue swirling around her mouth making Brenda warm all over. When Dylan's hands reach for the waistband of her jeans she closes her eyes. The warmth turns to fierce tingling. Dylan tugs down her pants and she leans back to push her hips up so he can slide them all the way off. Her panties are next and are discarded quickly.

"You have too many clothes on." Brenda breathes, feeling exposed in a good way but seeing Dylan dressed from the waist down.

He ignores her. His hand caressing her abdomen gently. He stares down at her flat stomach in awe. He leans down and presses a kiss below her belly button. Brenda's fingers find his hair as she closes her eyes. He might have missed enjoying her being pregnant with Olivia but Brenda missed this too. This adoration and love that a man has as his unborn child grows inside the women he loves.

"Dylan." Brenda whispers overtaken with emotion.

"Open your legs Bren." The sternest in his voice sends desire shooting up her spine. Brenda does as he says, parting her thighs. She can feel the dampness between her legs as she does. It feels erotic and different this time. The way his eyes drink in the most intimate part of her. She watches him as he dips his head. She sees the smile on his lips as he nears his little piece of heaven. His lips press to her mound and the kiss he lays there sends a burst of pleasure up through her.

"Oh." Brenda breathes, the pregnancy bringing things up several notches. "Oh." She moans.

Dylan kisses her again and again until those kisses turn to long, luscious licks. He feels incredible and Brenda's fists ball into the comforter. Every time she presses her hips against him, he swirls his tongue harder, making the feeling grow in intensity. Brenda's orgasm is hanging by a thread.

"Please Dylan…I need you." She knows she is begging but she wants to feel him.

He gets up wanting the same as he shoves his jeans down with the quickness. He is gloriously naked as he stands over her. Her hand reaches for him and he happily obliges.

He rubs his thick member against her wet folds. Then he stops, nervous now.

"Is it ok…will it hurt the baby?" He asks softly. Naively and it makes Brenda smile at him. She shakes her head.

"No…people have sex all the time in pregnancy. The baby is fine."

Dylan smiles widens, "Thank god." He breathes out relieved.

Their smiles only last for a second because then he pushes the tip into her slowly.

They both moan out. It's intense and a fabulous full feeling as he fills her. Brenda's eyes are closed tightly. She is much more sensitive now.

"Are you okay baby?" Dylan whispers noticing.

She nods, "Yeah, keep going." She urges him.

Dylan pushes further, deeper and deeper. He groans loudly, "You feel so good Bren." He grunts.

Brenda opens her legs wider as he pushes the rest of him until he's fully inside. He kisses her hungrily as he stays still feeling the warmth, wetness of heaven enclose him. He pulls out slowly and thrusts into her. Brenda runs her hands over his back, loving the feeling of his muscles flexing as he grinds against her. With each pump, a spark of pleasure starts to grow. Her breath catches in her throat and soon she feels a deep surge of need.

Dylan makes a sound in this throat and kisses her deeply again. He draws out almost alll the way then drives into her harder and deeper than before sending a rippling surge of pleasure down their entire bodies.

"Fuck." He groans.

He keeps his pace and kisses her with utter love and passion. His lips find her neck, sucking and biting. Brenda moans loudly now as Dylan thrusts deep hard drives into her over and over. They are completely lost in pleasure and each other they can barely breathe. His hips quicken as his thrusts turn harder, again and again. Slamming into her. The bed squeaks the room fills with sexual sighs and moans. The slap of skin to skin fills the room.

"Dylan." Brenda cries out. He clamps his mouth to her pebbled nipple and she arches into him. "God…oh god." She chants.

Dylan grunts loudly over and over against her breast. Brenda's hands cover his head. She pulls him to her. Kissing him fiercely. She presses her lips to his ear. "I'm gonna cum." Her hands run down his back and over his smooth muscled ass. Feeling his butt flex as he pushes into her over and over.

"Cum for me baby." He breathes into her ear as he pumps into her over and over again. She tethers over the edge for a split second and then she's over the ledge. Her orgasm is overwhelming and sparks through her. Tingling from her center all over her entire body. She screams loudly riding her wave of ecstasy. Dylan lets out the breath he has been unknowingly holding. His ass tightens as he pushes in one last time and he cums hard against her. His body trembles with intensity.

"Bren." He groans loudly, holding her tightly, moving his lips up to kiss her neck.

They hold each other like that for a long time. Finally Dylan moves to her side, cradling her against him.

They lay like that for what seems like hours. Dylan kisses her temple softly. His hands tightening around her mid section. His lips rest against her head, "They forget everything the minute they were together again." He utters words from Wethering Heights. His lips kiss her head again as Brenda sighs recognizing the many lines Dylan has said to her over the years.

"He's more myself than I am." Brenda whispers back.

"Whatever our souls are made of…" Dylan squeezes her to him tighter.

"His and mine are the same." Brenda finishes. She looks up at him. "I love you." She whispers so heartfelt tears brim her eyes.

Dylan stares into her eyes. His hand comes to cup her face. He leans in and kisses her softly. "As I love you."

He chuckles a little thinking after a few silent moments.

Brenda rests on her elbow looking at him, "What?" She smiles.

"Olivia is going to be over the moon about this." Dylan smiles widens.

Brenda chuckles and nods. "Yeah she is."

Dylan's hand covers Brenda's flat belly, he shifts downward so he is eye level with her, "I want to be involved in every part of this pregnancy. Every part no matter how small or gross or embarrassing." Brenda laughs, "I mean it Bren. I want to know everything. Promise me."

Brenda looks into his eyes, her hand coming to his face tenderly. "I promise."

Dylan smiles and leans in kissing her gently. Then he pulls her into him so he can cuddle her into him again.

"Another baby." Dylan whispers. "I'm not sure how I deserve this."

Brenda looks up at him, "What do you mean?"

"Happiness. Everything I've ever wanted. My girl back, a perfect daughter and another baby. How did I get this lucky? Guys like me don't get the happily ever after Bren. It's too good to be true." Dylan breathes out seriously. "How is it that all my faults, my regrets, mistakes led me here. What? There just gone now?"

Brenda shakes her head, "Not gone…past?"

Dylan nods, "Exactly. Which means it's still hanging around. I just…I don't know, its like raindrops in a barrel and just one more rain drop and the whole thing washes over the side…I mean I get a do over. Nothing can bring back what I missed with Olivia but now I get to experience all this with you like its the first time. It just seems to good, you seem too good to be true that I get be with you, that you're choosing me when I should have chosen you a million times." Tears fill his eyes.

Brenda smiles, "I get to experience this too. I was all alone the first time. Heartbroken and wondering if I was making the right decision in having her." Brands swallows hard, "I know..I know…we've hurt each other, we have our past but sometimes once in your life, someone gets into your blood stream…consumes your heart, your soul, it doesn't matter how much you failed each other…you must choose each other and I choose you exactly the way you are. And I'm gonna love you forever." Dylan smiles as his lips attach to hers. "And ever and ever." She murmurs against his lips as they kiss over and over again.

"Amen." Dylan murmurs. He pecks her quickly getting out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Brands whines watching him leave her bedroom. She pulls the sheets over her as she sits up.

Dylan stands in the doorway in all his naked glory. He holds something in his hand as he walks towards the bed.

"I'm not drunk." Brenda looks at him funny, "I'm not grasping for straws." He breathes out, "I'm not desperate for you to stay. I'm not asking because were fighting or because I want to keep you from your tour." Dylan speaking the words back to her, "I'm not asking because we have daughter." He continues, "Or because we're having another baby." Dylan kneels down at the bed side. "I'm asking you because I love you with my whole entire heart. I love you more than my own life. I'm asking because I want to spend every moment of forever with you." Dylan opens Brenda's ring box. It sits on display in his palm, "I'm asking you to marry me Brenda. To spend the rest of your life loving me. No we're not in Paris…or London but were in our home. You're my home, Olivia and this baby is my home. Let me be your home too?"

Brenda looks at her beautiful engagement ring that Dylan has had for 5 years. She can really really look at it now. It's perfect and it's so her. Her eyes meet his, tears run over her eyes down her cheeks. She nods silently. His eyes begging for an answer. A real answer.

"Yes. Yes I'll marry you." She throws her arms around him tightly. His hand moving to the back of her head.

His eyes close, "You answered this time." He whispers "You said yes."

Brenda laughs through her tears as Dylan gets up off his knees and sits on the edge of the bed. He slides her ring on her left ring finger. They look down at it in awe.

"it's so beautiful. I love it so much." Brenda whispers not taking her eyes off its beauty.

Dylan kisses her face, "You asked me why I still had it?" Brenda's eyes meet his.

"I kept it because someday…I knew you were going to wear it."

Brenda smiles and breaks down as they hug tightly. Dylan groans, "God I love you."

Brenda keeps her arms tightly around his neck as she looks at him. "It's always been you." She sobs happily. "Only you." Their lips touch powerfully. Opening against each other in sync. Tongues mixing in harmonious circles. So maybe Dylan didn't wait for the grand gesture, he really only wanted his proposal to be perfect. But in this moment, with the baby coming, having Brenda back fully and little Olivia who was about to have all her dreams come true, there wasn't a more perfect time to seal their fate. Rain drops may spill over but Brenda and Dylan would be there to catch them…together.

Ahhhhhhhhh So I know many of you guessed this pregnancy and I wasn't really trying to hide the fact that they were doing it a lot unprotected. I always wanted to make it known that condoms were used by the plenty when it came to Jax but Brenda and Dylan didn't give a crap. And maybe they secretly wanted it. At least subconsciously anyway. So maybe a few chapters left. And a nice ending for Jax. Thats all I'll say about that. Hit review my people. There is more to come.