kat- Honestly, I'm not really sure. I was drafting and that thought kept poking through, wanting to be written. I try to stay close to character dynamic but sometimes it doesn't work out the way I planned for it to. I'm glad you liked the rest and I hope you continue to read and let me know your thoughts. :)
I apologize for any mistakes made grammatically that I may have missed.
The sound of an infant's cooes and gurgles filled the room. Abel was wide awake and wanted his parents to know it.
Jax stirred from his sleep and looked over at the bassinet to see his son's tiny arms and feet kicking above his head. Smiling he gently slipped out from Tara's embrace and walked over to Abel, picking him up to bring him to his chest. "Hey buddy." he smiled as he kissed his little head. Words couldn't describe what he felt now that he had his son back in his arms, safe and sound.
When Abel was born was the only other time Jax wasn't sure he'd ever see his son grow up and become something. Anything as long as he was happy with it unlike Jax, his life was chosen for him. He couldn't stop thinking about Abel and the baby on the way, he didn't want them doing or even seeing things Jax has. Lately he'd been thinking about getting his family the hell out of all this chaos. Whether it would happen or not he didn't know but the thoughts just wouldn't go away.
His inner thoughts were interrupted by his sons gurgling.
"You ready for some breakfast little man?" the only response he got was a squeal and tug on the beard. 'Alright let's get you dressed and fed."
He didn't notice Tara was staring at the two of them with an enormous, but sleepy, smile. "Good morning." she said getting up off the bed and walking towards them.
"Morning babe." Jax smiled as he kissed her forehead. "I was about to get him dressed and go get him some food before we headed out."
Yawning she nodded her head, "I'll join you. Let me just shower real quick?". "Go ahead. We'll be right here." She gave him a quick kiss and headed into the bathroom.
Tara got in the shower and let the water cascade over her. Her mind was filled with too many thoughts and she put them aside to just focus on the fact that she had her son back and everything would be okay. She was thankful for whatever God was up there that they got him back safely and made their family whole finished up her shower, hopping out and wrapping herself up in a towel.
An hour later the three of them were dressed and ready to go. Abel decided he had enough of Jax and grabbed for Tara as they were walking out. "Hi baby boy." she grinned as she took him in her arms and squeezing him.
When they got to the main room all the guys were sitting around the big table with a few SAMBEL members and Gemma and Lyla were at the bar getting plates together.
"Oh, look who's up. Morning sweetheart." Gemma kissed Abel, then Tara, and finally Jax. "Foods on the table. I went out and got some for Abel too if he's hungry, which I'm guessing he is." She smirked at her grandson as he clapped his hands together making sounds like a bird.
Giggling Tara looked at her, "I think he is too. I'll feed him and grab a little bit for me." She looked at Jax, "Go ahead, do your thing. I'll be with the girls." She pecked him on the lips And shooed him off to the guys.
"Was he fussy at all last night?" Lyla asked, making faces at him that had him squealing louder than ever. "No. I'm sure he slept better than me and Jax even. I kept waking up just to make sure he was really here, with us."
"He's really back and he's not going anywhere anymore." Lylas voice sounded so reassuring, Tara smiled at her. "I know. I'm happy to be going home, I've had enough adventure and excitement. Charming's antics are plenty enough for me." She winked at Gemma. "Plus, we've got to get checked out Lyla. Make sure the babies are doing good. Couple more weeks and we find out if they're princes or princesses of Charming."
They were all laughing at this point and relaxing. Moving on to more exciting topics such as baby names, nurseries, and what they'd be doing before the babies came. Tara was happy to be back to this, the family environment where she felt safe, with the people she loved.
Jax was sitting at the table, eating and drinking a beer, talking with the guys about the plan to go back home. "What time are we leaving?" He turned to Clay and asked.
"Soon as everyone's done here we can go." Looking between Opie and Jax he raised a brow. "Are the girls packed? Or is that another storm we'll do with, your mother isn't packed for shit and all I've been hearing is how I don't need to be rushing her. Crazy ass doesn't understand we're leaving today."
After a roar of laughter at the president's look of exasperation Jax spoke up, "Mine ain't packed either. I don't even want to bring it up, I'll get grunts and looks like I've just shot her."
Opie nodded, "Same here. I say we tell them we're leaving so they can pack and then say we've been delayed. They're pregnant and scarier than usual." that elected another laugh from the men around the table. They turned their heads to look at the girls sitting around the bar talking with smiles, ignoring the rest of everyone else in the room.
"I'll do it." Everyone looked at Jax who chuckled, "I'll get them to pack. Or else we'll be waiting a lifetime for them to get ready and shit."
Clay tried keeping a straight face, and failed. "You do that VP. Signal if they start growling."
Standing up and flipping his step father off he headed towards his lady specifically.
She felt him before she saw him. He placed his arms around her waist and buried his face in her hair.
"Missed you too baby." She giggled.
"Just wanted to come and say we're leaving soon so you ladies should start packing.."
To his surprise they didn't protest or do anything but nod. "Alright well come on you can help me." He groaned, he should've thought about this more but as long as she was doing it he wasn't going to complain.
"Gemma, you mind watching him while we pack?". "Not at all, go ahead." She reached for Abel.
"Ope! Baby, can you come help me with my things?" His grunt was heard loud and clear as well. "Sure thing babe, be right there." He got up and walked towards her having the same look on his face as Jax. A look any guy would have when asked to help his girl with clothes or packing them.
When Jax got in the room, closing the door behind him, he turned around to see Tara smiling at him. It was something that made his heart thud a little faster against his ribcage. He couldn't explain why but seeing her smile was something that made the shittiest situations better, it was what helped get him through the storm with Abel.
"What are you smiling about babe?" By now he had a smile on his face as well.
She shrugged, "I'm not sure. Things finally look better, we have Abel back, we're going home, this little one" she said putting her hand on her little bump, "I'm just happy things seem to be falling back into place." Jax pulled her to him and squeezed her, kissing the top of her head.
"I couldn't agree more. I'm happy Abel's back and safe, that you and the baby are good and healthy. I know I reacted bad when you first told me but I'm happy about the baby. Our baby." And it was true. The more Jax thought about his baby growing in Tara, the more he felt good. Nothing would change with Abel, he was his first son and he'd always love him. Tara was his mother, whether she gave birth to him or not, she was there to change diapers and feed him. Wendy was dead at this point. Their family was growing was all.
Kissing her head once more he pulled back looking at her, "Okay baby, let's get you packed and ready to go."
"Yeah" Tara smirked, "Let's do that before I throw myself on you and do what we both want right now." Jax looked at her, "Well..." "No, Jax. We'll do that later." She winked before grabbing her suitcase and tossing it up on the bed. "Now, help me out baby."
Jax begrudgingly walked towards the dressers their clothes and started handing them to her. His mind was on anything but the clothes, they did involve clothes but it was more about getting them off her. They were almost done with getting everything packed when Jax grabbed her by the waist and pulled her flush against him. He noticed all the little movement of her hips that she did intentionally, and it gave him a hard on that he couldn't and didn't want to control anymore. What he wanted was to get their clothes off and fuck her senseless.
"Jax what are you doing we ca-" whatever else protest she was planning on was cut off when his hands found their way into her jeans and under her panties. "Mmm" Her moans told him what he wanted to know, she wasn't going to be trying to stop him anytime soon.
It was like Deja Vu. When they were teenagers Tara would try and protest but the moment his hands were on her, her brain went into overdrive. She didn't know what it was or why but Jax was the only one that could ever do that, even after she left and had sex with other guys it was never the same, they never had the effect Jax did and still does.
'We can finish that later babe, we have plenty of time to pack the little that's left but I can't keep my hands off you any longer." She loved when his voice got like that, husky and filled with lust. She herself was ready to combust and he'd barely touched her. Getting impatient with the tantalizingly slow movements of his hands she covered them with hers and pushed them further down so he was now directly over her core.
"Jax." His name came off her lips in a whisper. His fingers were in her, pumping in and out, picking up his pace as her breathing became more ragged and her knees started to weaken. One hand still in her he used his other to wrap it around her waist and push her down on the bed. He slipped his fingers into her a little further which caused her to grab onto his biceps.
Right when she was about to reach her climax he pulled his fingers out, chuckling and the groan of disappointment that left her mouth. Slowly, he started getting her jeans off her, then her shirt and bra, and finally her panties. He stood back a minute admiring her beauty. He got undressed himself and found his way back to Tara, grabbing her hips and turning over so she was straddling him.
"I want you to ride me babe, I'm all yours." She gave a shy smile in response, he loved that he could still get her this way because she had the same effect on him. She had always been shy about being on top but it was something Jax loved. He laid back and let her do what she wanted to him while he groped her boobs or grabbed her ass as met the thrust of her hips with those of his own. Jax always liked that and it hasn't changed, Tara was the only one he let ride him, everyone else was on the bottom and face down. At least that way he could try and see Tara, it never worked but when he let everything go into whatever whore he was fucking Tara was who he saw.
Pulling himself out of the thoughts he didn't want in his head he smirked as Tara took his hands in hers, resting them entwined on his chest, easing herself onto him and moaning while doing it.
Inwardly groaning, Jax freed his hands to grab her hips and match her rhythm. "Just like... Just like that babe.. Jesus." He didn't know how to explain the things she did to him when the made love but it fried his brain and he loved it.
His hand skimmed over her bump, which was visible when you looked well enough, stopping right over it. He smiled to himself, he couldn't believe he was going to be a dad again, his smile faltered a little when he thought about all the shit he said and did to her. He could've lost all of it, his Old Lady, his son, his family, but Tara didn't let it happen. Their love meant too much to her and he would never forget that.
Abruptly Jax turned them so he was on top, Tara let out a gasp from shock before getting lost in him again. He slowed his pace, she realized, slow strokes while he kissed every inch of her, from her neck to her lips. She didn't know what he was thinking about but it worried her. She didn't want him stuck in the past, it would destroy them.
"Baby, look at me." When his eyes met hers she saw the regret in them. "Stop. It doesn't matter anymore, please don't dwell on the past. I love you, I love us, nothing is going to get in the way of that."
He always had such a tough exterior for everyone else. No one saw the hurt or sadness other than Tara and Opie. It'd always been like that from the moment they all became close, it would probably never change either.
Clutching his face in her hands she looked him in the eyes, "Please, Baby." He nodded and she wrapped her legs tighter around his thighs, pushing him further into her. They reached their climax together and he collapsed on top of her.
Realizing he was probably smothering her Jax moved them so he was lying on his side and Tara tucked under his arms, head resting on his chest. They lie there for what seemed like eternity, skimming their hands over each others bodies, silently reassuring themselves of their future.
A knock on the door brought them back to the present. "Come on you sickos. We said pack not act like lions going at it. We leave in ten, I hope you're ready." Chib's tone was amusing though not angry.
Tara playfully slapped his chest, "I told you we needed to pack." She got up and shimmied into some clothes quickly before finishing up the packing for both of them. Jax joined her a moment later and they finished together, like usual.
Walking into the main room, hair tousled and the smell of sex lingering on them, they joined the rest of the gang. Opie and Lyla came out a moment later looking like Jax and Tara.
"Jesus. Can you four not wait til we get back to homeland to get in some cardio." Clay's voice was booming with laughter that everyone soon joined in on. Tara looked at him smiling, "It's the hormones." She winked. Walking over to Gemma she reached out and Abel flopped his hands over to her.
Tara was amazed that he remembered her and, next to Jax, always wanted to be with her in her arms. No matter what anyone else said she was his mother, she'd be the one he called mommy and went to when he had a "boo-boo", Tara wouldn't let anyone take that place. Wendy may have given birth to him but pushing someone out, or in her cause having someone cut out of you, doesn't make you a mother. No, raising and caring for their life is what makes someone a mother and that would always be Tara. At this point no matter what happened with her and Jax Abel would be hers.
She easily took the baby boy into her arms and kissed the top of his head.
With another look around, the clubhouse got their things together and headed to their plane, Abel safe with them, they were heading home.
Abel did not like the plane ride at all and he let everyone know it by screaming his little head off for hours until he managed to pass out on Jax's chest, bundled in his blanket with a hold of his daddy's beard in hand. Tara and Lyla were taking turns running for the bathroom, evidently the baby's weren't very big fans of plane rides either. When all of them finally landed and got off the damned contraption, everyone was relieved.
Some prospects brought bikes and a couple vans for them. Lyla got on with Opie, Tara with Jax, Gemma decided to keep Abel close by and go in the van with him, and the rest of the members climbed on their bikes and took off for the clubhouse. Alot still needed to be discussed and dealt with, but for now they were just concerned with getting everyone caught up and heading home for a short while to unwind.
Once they arrived at the clubhouse the men immediately went into church to talk with those who stayed behind while the ladies sat around the couches talking amongst themselves, waiting for them to finish up.
Jax looked around the table, "Jimmy needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. The fucker took my son, took my old lady, and pissed me off I want him gone. And we have to do it before Stahl and ATF catch up with us, charge us all, and get Jimmy." He knew without Jimmy, nothing could be pinned on the particularly which meant no prison time. He needed that to happen, no way in hell was he missing Tara's pregnancy or the birth of his son or daughter.
Standing up he walked to the door before turning around, "Let's get this shit over and done with. If we're done for today, I have a son and Old Lady I want to spend some time with." The shit eating grin on his face was enough to get middle fingers and laughs from around the table. He closed the door and walked over to Tara.
"Ready to go babe? The prospect brought your cage here earlier so we don't have to wait." He held out his hands so she could have him Abel who gladly went to his dad with a yawn.
Nodding she stood, with a little more difficulty than usual. "Yeah we should get going, he needs a nap and quite frankly I could use one myself." She grabbed the car seat on the pool table and walked out with her two men to the car. Strapping Abel in before sitting in and closing the door waiting for Jax to start it up. They drove off the TM grounds and headed home, as a family.
Jax drove with one hand on the wheel while the other one lay on his thigh entwined with Tara's. Bringing it to his lips he kissed it softly, "I love you so much it hurts sometimes." He looked over at her as he said it. "It scares the shit out of me, the feeling that I wouldn't be able to survive without you. When they took you today that's what I thought about, losing you and our baby. Abel losing his mother.."
"That'll never happen Jax. I'm not going anywhere, I promise. As long as we could help it I'm staying right here where I belong." She meant it with all her heart. "What you're feeling...it goes both ways. Sometimes it worries me when I think you don't feel the same but you always remind me you do, no matter how much of an ass you can be I know you love me and feel the same." Sliding over she gave him a kiss know the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. "I need you to tell me why you let Jimmy go."
They pulled into the driveway as she said the last part. Looking at her Jax nodded slowly, "Let's get him down for a nap and we can talk."
Unlocking the door, Jax stepped aside to let Tara walk in with Abel. While he took their bags to the room Tara walked into Abel's to set him down, rocking him until he fell asleep and putting him in his crib. Slowly closing the door she walked into Jax and hers room where she found him taking off his kutte and removing his knife and guns, he slowed when he noticed her and gave her a smile.
She walked to him as he opened his arms for her, laying her head on his chest and nuzzling him. His chest rose as he spoke, "Let's talk." He moved them to the Love seat on the other side of the room, Tara in his lap, his hands rubbing up her sides And occasionally resting on her bump. He started talking deciding he needed to let her know everything. He told her about Stahl, Jimmy, the Russians, everything he knew that she didn't, regarding what happened recently. When he was done talking she lifted her head and look him in the eyes, "You can't go anywhere Jax. I can't.. I don't want to do any of this without you." Her eyes had tears in them but she didn't let them slip out.
He kisses her reassuringly. "I'm not going anywhere babe, I'm staying right here." Again, he kissed her but this time on the top of her nose and leaned back with her against him. They lay there in silence listening to each others heartbeats. A sound that brought more comfort to them than anyone can understand.
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