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Jax Is Really Alive

Chapter 23 Recap

Hale tells Jax that Brooke Putner is missing. She has taken care of Abel and Thomas in the past. They speculate that she may have taken the boys when she saw that Wendy was neglecting them. Hale plans to bring Rat in for questioning hoping that he might have useful information.

Althea Jarry was killed by a prospect for a small town outlaw MC because she was going to rat on them and everyone else.

After Hale looked into the pasts of the two guys Nero is accused of killing, he decides the world is better off without them. He had Louise put together a new identity for Nero and it's up to Jax whether to give it to him or not.

Hale tells Jax that Wendy doesn't care about the boys. She was willing to play mom because she wanted Jax back. Jax realizes that Hale is right.

Jax and Hale share the same opinion of Ryland. Jax asks Hale about his relationship with Tara in high school. Hale refuses to answer the question. You have to read Tara's Story for the answer.

Hale gets called out in the middle of he night. Someone set fire to Scoops.

Chapter 24 The Sharon Stone Treatment

Author's Note: When I reference a SOA episode, I'm referring to the episode on DVD or as originally broadcast. I noticed AUD is showing the series, but the episodes have scenes that have been cut out completely or drastically shortened. The scene I refer to in this chapter doesn't appear in the edited version.

Jax loaded two suitcases into the cargo area of the black SUV Louise had given him to drive. He noticed a blue blanket covering something. He lifted it up discovering a baby's car seat with a diaper bag wedged in the seat and an older child's booster seat. Louise was scary efficient. He spread the blanket back over the seats.

The sight of those two empty car seats hit him like a punch to the gut. Until that moment, he had been emotionally numb. Now, he felt like the breath was knocked out of him. He couldn't imagine his life without his boys.

Compounding his grief was his guilt for being a neglectful father who spent more time with his fake brothers than his real sons. So many mistakes. So damned many mistakes. So much to make up for.

He had to bury his past and all the guilt associated with it. He couldn't do anything about the past now or ever. He needed to keep his focus. He had to believe that the boys weren't being harmed and they would get them back quickly. It was the only way to stay sane and Tara needed him to be strong.

When Abel was taken by Cameron, he'd fallen apart. He spent too many hours sitting by Abel's crib smoking weed, trying to numb the pain, completely useless to Abel and Tara. Clay had been the one who had gotten through to him.

He remembered again that horrible night standing over Half-Sack's coffin when Clay told him to make the hard choice—either Abel was alive and he would do anything to get him back or he was dead and he wanted revenge. It was just that simple. (SOA Season 3, episode 1)

He looked back on that time with shame. He should have been stronger. He hated weakness in others, but most of all, he hated weakness in himself.

Jax watched as Tara hugged Hale and kissed him on the cheek. She got in the SUV and they began the long drive to Norco.

"Sorry my temper got the best of me last night," Tara said after they had driven about twenty miles in an uncomfortable silence. "It doesn't do any good for me to constantly blame you for this situation. It feels good for a few seconds, but I need to just stay focused on getting the kids back and not how they came to be kidnapped."

"Does that mean you're having second thoughts about killing me?"

"I don't know that I'd go that far," Tara said, a faint smile playing at her lips.

"Good to know. I'll watch my back."

"You are changing though. Last night, Aranora was really checking you out. I think there might have been a puddle of drool in front of her. You didn't even notice. Old Jax would have noticed."

"I only have eyes for you, darlin'."

"You're just saying that so I won't kill you again."

Jax laughed.

The tension between them was gone. It was these light moments between them that made him believe he and Tara had a future. They had fun simply being together. He had never found that with another woman.

Before Tara returned to Charming, he spent time with women simply to have sex. He let them spend the night with him because he might want to have sex with them in the morning. Once the sex was over, he wanted them gone. It never even occurred to him to date one of them.

"There may be some good news. Hale and I had a long talk last night. He mentioned that Brooke was missing. She's taken care of the boys a lot."

"You think she might have taken them?"

"It's a strong possibility. Rat's her boyfriend. Hale's going to bring Rat in for questioning this morning, see if he knows anything."

"Why would she take the boys?"

"She may have thought Wendy wasn't doing a good job with them. She wouldn't hurt them, but she may be scared that she's going to get in trouble for taking them."

"I know that outlaw bikers aren't supposed to help law enforcement. Do you think Rat will help Hale?"

"I think he will. It's about helping Brooke and finding the boys. Hale's smart; he'll know to make sure that Rat knows the conversation is off the record and just between the two of them."

"I hope she has them and Rat helps Hale. This nightmare could be over."

Jax didn't say anything. He thought it was better to sort of live in this bubble believing that Brooke had the kids and they would soon be reunited, but deep down, he shared Hale's doubts. Maybe he was just being too pessimistic.

He wasn't about to tell Tara that he had doubts. He hoped he was wrong. Until he learned differently, he was going to pretend, or believe, he wasn't sure which, that Brooke had the kids.

"What do you think about Scoops getting torched?"

Jax shrugged.

"I thought when we needed a new clubhouse after Galen blew up the clubhouse at TM that if the MC had its clubhouse in the middle of Charming's business district, we could show them we weren't a bunch of violent criminals."

Tara burst into laughter.

"OK," Jax said. "Logic flaw."

"Who do you think is targeting SAMCRO?"

"Someone who didn't want the MC at that location anymore. Probably teenage tomfoolery."

"Tomfoolery, huh?"

"Teenage tomfoolery," Jax corrected. (This is a reference to 52 Shades of Jax, Chapter 7)

When they stopped at the traffic signal, Tara unbuckled her seatbelt leaned over and kissed Jax on his neck in the place that drove him wild. The light turned green and Tara straightened in her seat and buckled her seatbelt.

"What the hell was that?" Jax asked when he could catch his breath.

"You didn't like it?" she asked sweetly.

"You know how much I liked it."

"Don't you feel it? This sexual pull."

"I always feel that way with you."

"It should feel stronger. It's a hybrid thing. You know Darwin and all that about survival of the fittest? Instead of a woman getting cramps, bloating and the desire to kill men, we get about a day of insane sexual desire when we are at our most fertile. We don't have periods. Hybrid women's bodies only prepare for a baby when the egg's been fertilized."

"So I'm not going to need to make an emergency stop for chocolate?"

Jax teased Tara during high school when she had her period. Whenever she seemed like she was having PMS, he would bring her chocolate. He'd kept an emergency supply in his school locker.

Tara waited for the next red light before leaning over and biting Jax lightly on the ear lobe.

"Asshole," she whispered in his ear.

"I'm kind of getting the sexual thing now," he said, flashing that Jax Teller—now Turner grin.

"It's pheromones. Like animals. When the female is fertile, the males know it. It works the same way with hybrids."

"Does that mean I'm going to have to fight men off for you?"

"It's not as strong with humans. Hybrid females have ovulation prevention implants to help tame some of the sexual frenzy, but still, that sexual craziness one day a month is a tough day."

Jax noticed that if he tilted his head a little to the side, he could get a glimpse of Tara's cleavage. It was just a faint hint. If she leaned forward a little, maybe he could get a better view of her breasts. If she kissed him again, he needed to remember to look down the front of her V-neck top. Maybe there was something to all that pheromone shit. He did seem even more sex crazed than usual, but he'd been without sex for a few days. He wasn't used to going so long without sex.

Tara squirmed in her seat like she just couldn't get comfortable.

"I'm going crazy. I really, really, really need to have sex with you now."

Jax was so startled he swerved the car into the next lane quickly returning the SUV back to its lane before hitting a minivan.

"We could park somewhere. Check into a motel," he suggested.

"Let's look for a place to get off the freeway and find a fairly deserted back road. We aren't going to talk to Nero's uncle until this evening, so it's not like we're having sex instead of looking for the boys."

Jax felt drunk on the sex he was anticipating. Tara told him hybrid sex was better than human sex and Tara was sex crazed. A perfect combo. He was really starting to feel that pheromone fueled increase in his sexual attraction to Tara.

His body seemed to throb and he kept hearing his brain chanting "sex, sex, sex." If Tara were experiencing an even greater ramping up of desire, she must be close to insane with sexual need.

"Donna told me that she and Opie had sex ten times in one day when they were trying for a baby after her implant was removed."

"Opie's always been kind of an underachiever. I'm surprised I haven't heard from Opie. Does he know the kids are missing?"

Tara looked down at her hands before drawing a deep breath.

"Yes. Donna told him. Opie goes through these really dark periods. He's in one of them now. He told Donna he needed to clear his head. He got on his motorcycle and took off. He's called her a couple of times but all he tells her is that he is OK. Once we get the boys, we need to figure out what we can do to help them."

"I thought that since he and Donna were back together, those dark times that he gets stuck in sometimes would have gone away."

"Opie really hates SAMCRO. That's why he and Donna aren't living in Charming. He can't stand the sight of them. He blames Tig for killing Donna and for his own death. He thinks Tig was stupid and reckless when he decided to use a car to kill Laroy at a sidewalk café.

"Instead, he killed another innocent woman with a not so innocent father. You guys got locked up because you had to save Tig's ass from Laroy and some people got killed. He wants to kill Tig. I don't think he's wrong," Tara said.

"I have struggled with it myself," Jax confessed. "There is no excusing Tig for killing Veronica Pope. You are right. His plan was reckless and stupid, but the whole MC thing is about unconditional love for your brother. Do you think Op might show up in Charming to kill Tig?"

"That's what Donna is worried about. Hale's going to keep an eye out for him."

"Just more fun times in Charming. Are you hungry? Maybe we should look for a fast food place."

"Hmmm . . . How about this? Sex, food and sex again. I don't want to eat in the car though."

Jax would have been OK with just about anything Tara suggested just as long as there was sex. Except that one weird time. It still gave him nightmares. (52 Shades of Jax upcoming chapter 8)

"How about here? There are a couple of fast food places and I think I can find a private place for us."

Tara didn't respond. She pulled off her black booties and began to wriggle out of her black leggings and panties. Jax grinned. Tara was definitely serious about sex.

Jax's brain kept up its chanting of "sex". If something happened and he didn't get to have sex with Tara soon, his dick might explode out of frustration. He was a Sliven hybrid. Maybe that kind of stuff happened to them. Instead of blue balls, there were exploding dicks.

Jax took the freeway off ramp and began to search for just the right place. He found an abandoned strip mall and parked in the middle of the empty parking lot. From the SUV's position, they could see if anyone came within five miles of them.

Jax pulled up the driver's seat as far as it would go before they got out of the car and into the backseat.

"My pants—on or unzipped?"

"Unzipped," Tara said. "I don't want to wait for you to take them off."

"Some of the hottest words I've ever heard," Jax said as he sat down on the back seat and unzipped his jeans.

Tara was on his lap and he was inside her in a flash. Jax ran his hands up Tara's legs. She had the soft, smoothest skin. He knew exactly where she liked to be touched. Her skin flushed, she shut her eyes and threw her head back.

It took them a few moments to find their rhythm. She was so warm and tight. The fact they were both almost completely dressed just added a different flavor.

Just as Tara hit her climax, Jax's began. The experience was even better than Tara told him it would be. Hybrid sex was as different from regular sex as Disneyland was to a grade school carnival. Sex with the alien upgrade was off the charts great. When his climax came, his body felt like it was exploding with big waves of pleasure.

"Is it always that great?"

"This is my first time with a hybrid. Donna said that it gets even better especially as your feelings build with the empathy bond."

Tara was already back in the front seat. Jax found himself oddly disappointed. He wanted to pull her to him, kiss her and hold her in his arms for a couple of minutes.

He got back into the driver's seat.

"You used me for sex," Jax said.

"Uh-huh."

"I should feel dirty and used, but I'm surprisingly OK with it."

Tara laughed.

"Do you want me to wait for you to put on your clothes?"

"I'm not putting on my clothes."

"You are a naughty girl. I can't believe you are really going to walk into a fast food restaurant without underwear and in such a short top."

"I'll just have to remember not to raise my arms up over my head."

"I think your inner Bad Girl may be making a return." Jax said.

"It's the hormones."

"What would you have done if I hadn't been around?"

"I have options. I could take matters into my own hands, get friendly with a broomstick or flashlight or I could always have sex with Ryland or Hale. Maybe have a little alien threesome."

Jax turned in his seat, grabbed Tara by the shoulders and kissed her roughly.

"I can more than take care of your sexual needs. Got it?" he growled.

"Mmm . . . hmm," Tara said a little dazed by his kiss.

Jax smiled and kissed her forehead before buckling up and getting the SUV moving.

His feelings for Tara were changing. He was in love with her and had been since he was sixteen. Now, he felt that love growing and deepening. He was also feeling more possessive and protective.

"I love this alien sex craziness," Jax said, looking over at Tara. "It's like double drunk Tara without all the throwing up."

"You also get a little of the craziness with the pheromone thing."

Jax stopped the car at a burger place and waited for Tara to put on her booties before leaving the car.

"I can't believe you really aren't wearing panties."

"I want to save time for our next time. Is anything running down my legs?"

Tara's beet red top came half-way up her thighs.

"Like what?"

"Semen," she whispered.

"I just wanted you to say the word," Jax said laughing. "No, you look fine."

They ordered burgers, fries and iced teas. Jax found them a place to eat near the back of the fast food place that was away from the other diners.

As they ate, they both became aware of a change in the atmosphere of the restaurant. People were whispering and staring at them.

"Everyone is looking at us. Terrified. They act like I'm going to start killing people."

"Jax Teller is supposed to be armed and dangerous," Tara said.

Servers began to quietly talk to guests, followed by the guests getting up and leaving.

"I've also noticed what looks like a couple of unmarked police cars pull up. I'm concerned that these guys have some much adrenaline flowing through their bodies, they'll overreact and shoot us."

"This kind of reminds me of the time we got pulled over by the CHP on our Christmas trip (Tara's Perfectly Imperfect Christmas)."

"This is much more dangerous. I'm sure every officer out there is thinking about the story they are going to tell TV about helping catching the spree killer Jax Teller."

"They are going to be disappointed. I was stupid for not wanting to eat in the car. I should have known this was going to happen."

"We have to be able to go out in public. We might as well get used to the attention that comes with me looking like Jax Teller."

"If it looks like they are taking you to jail, I'll stop time. You can't get locked up. Even with the alien upgrade, you won't get out alive."

"I think Hale's going to have vouch for me. Expect them to treat you like you know I'm Jax Teller and are helping him. They will question you and may even handcuff you to amp up the scare factor so you'll talk."

"Oh, hell," Tara said, shaking her head. "How could I have thought not wearing underwear was a good thing to do?"

"It's sexy and it is a timesaver for future sexual encounters. Just cross your legs and give them the Sharon Stone treatment."

(For those who don't know the movie, Basic Instinct, there is a famous scene when Sharon Stone is questioned in a murder case. She crosses her legs revealing to an assembled group of men that she isn't wearing panties.)

Author's Note: Jax and Tara do not get this wonderful romantic sex scene. They will eventually when the plot is right. I don't write scenes to please readers. (although I did bring Juice back from the dead at a reader's request, but that was because it worked well with the plot) I write scenes to move the plot. Tara uses Jax for sex for the first time. His reaction to it shows him growing and evolving into a deeper more loving version of himself.