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JAX IS REALLY ALIVE

Author's Note I recapped all of Tara's Story's chapters and now I'm doing the same with Jax Is Really Alive.

Chapter 1 Recap

After killing a few people including Gemma, Jax prepares to die by driving his motorcycle into a big rig. Tara appears, stops time and convinces Jax to go with her. She doesn't quite look like Tara, but she's forceful and he finds that sexy. Of course, he wants to have sex with her. Death can wait a few minutes. No woman has ever turned down Jax Teller for sex. Yet.

CHAPTER 2 Frustration and Desire

Jax shook his head as if to clear it. Nothing made sense. No one can stop time and this woman claiming to be Tara was definitely not Tara. Maybe he was having a dream and he'd wake up on Death Row.

"There's a bag behind you. It's got a hat with a wig attached to it, sunglasses and a green T-shirt. You need to put them on."

Jax did as she instructed. He couldn't think of anything else to do. For once, Jax was completely out of his depth.

"So, who are you really?"

"I'm Tara. You do know who she is, right?"

"Of course. She's my wife. I've loved her since I was sixteen."

"We had secrets between us. Stuff that we never told anyone."

Jax nodded.

"Tara and I had secrets and stuff that we kept between us."

"Like the cabin that we went to our first Christmas together. We shared the cabin with a family. Adam was the father. There were two boys, Connor the older and the younger was Tyler. There was Lucy who was the middle child. We went ice skating and I kept falling. All the kids took turns skating with me. You had a fight with a guy at the rink because he wanted me to go off with him and I didn't want to." (Author's Note: This is from Tara's Perfectly Imperfect Christmas)

This made no sense to Jax. What she said was right. Could Tara have told this story to someone who looked a lot like her? Maybe when she was arrested for killing the nurse, she had confided in someone in jail who looked a lot like her. That might explain the Tara angle, but it didn't explain the time stopping part. It was all beginning to give him a headache.

"You still don't think I'm Tara."

"You look a lot like her, but there's something missing."

They were driving to less populated areas. The road was deserted. An abandoned gas station was on the right. Tara pulled the car behind it so it couldn't be seen from the road.

She turned the car off. With a mischievous smile on her face, she climbed on top of Jax facing him.

Jax relaxed. This he understood. Before he could wrap his arms around her and pull her close, she pinned his arms to his sides and began kissing him hard and pressing and rubbing against him. He tried to free his hands, so he could touch her, but she was stronger. It didn't make sense.

It was exquisite torture. His lust for her overwhelmed him. His desire for Tara had always been insatiable. He could have had sex with Tara as much as he was physically capable and still want her. His desire for this woman exceeded that.

Tara abruptly broke the kiss off and climbed back over to the driver's seat and started the car

"We're not going to have sex?" Jax asked.

"No, we're not," she said with a taunting smile.

"That was cruel," he complained.

"Yeah, so were all the times you cheated on me with porn stars and whores."

"I don't know how the hell you did it, but you are definitely Tara."

"Told you so," she said with a laugh.

Jax shut his eyes and tried to focus on ramping down his testosterone and killing his desire. He swore he could feel her in his blood. That wasn't possible either. Nothing made sense.

"Tara was never mean," Jax said.

She shrugged.

"Experiences have changed me."

"I held Tara, you, in my arms. She—you—were dead. You were cold. I've seen dead bodies. You weren't alive. You had injuries to the back of your head. They can't jump start that like a stopped heart. So, why don't you tell me how you cheated death?"

"I didn't cheat death. I died."

"I knew it. I am dead and this is hell. A version of Tara who gets my desire up and then won't have sex with me. That's definitely hell. I probably deserved to go to hell, but Tara didn't. She was a good caring person and the mistakes she made in her life were always about me. That's why there's only a copy of her here in hell with me. That's why there's something about you that isn't quite right."

"Actually, that explanation is a lot more plausible than the real one." She laughed. "It's really funny that your idea of hell is us being together and not having sex."

"Yeah, I guess hell would be a lot worse. So, how about explaining to me, what the hell is going on?"

"Sure. It's simple. I'm an alien from another planet."

Jax's headache came back with a vengeance.