A/N: This is back to Jax pov when he found out about Tara being gone for 3 months! Enjoy

It had been three hours since our revelation of Tara's whereabouts. I relayed it to the guys. All were a mix between stunned and confused. The waiting room was still full of sons at this point. Myself, Tig, Opie, Chibs, Bobby, Happy, Juice, Clay, and the Prospect were all formed into small groups. Donna had joined us to sit vigil, waiting for Tara.

Opie, Chibs, Donna, and I decided to go to the chapel to talk.

"I can't believe this is happening. I have dreamt about Tara coming home for years, Jax. A decade! And now she's back and lying unconscious in a fucking hospital bed." Donna was pacing furiously in the aisle between the pews.

"Babe, calm down. We'll figure it out." Opie tried to calm his wife. "Jax. As much as I hate to ask, do you think there's truth to what Tara said about Gemma? I don't want to doubt Tara, I've known her most of my life, but it's your mom she's talking about. Gemma has taken care of us, and everyone around her our whole lives." Opie said. He had a look of deep concern in his eyes.

I was seated in one of the pews, my arms resting on my knees.

"Fuck man, I don't know. You didn't see the look in Gemma's eyes when she saw Tara laying bloody and broken on that couch. She looked enraged and scared. I thought she was scared for Tara, now I'm questioning if she were scared for herself. Tara said she was being kept by a man. The doctor said she's been missing for eleven weeks. What if my mom knew, or put it all in motion? Ugh, I don't know what to think."

Chibs came and sat down next to me. "Brother, the only thing that concerns me is that Gemma took off right away. I love her, but she's one nosy old lady. She ran away from Tara and hasn't shown up here." I could tell Chibs didn't want to admit that, but the others agreed.

"Shit, you're right. Let's go back to the others."

When we got back to the waiting room, everyone was there except for Piney. They all looked up when we entered. I went straight over to Half-Sack.

"Prospect. Go find Gemma. Bring her here, now. Try TM first, then her house, then my house. Whatever it takes to find her. If you still can't find her, call Unser. He'll help find her.

"Whoa, whoa. That's not going to happen. This needs to be discussed more Jax." Clay said.

I don't need your permission to talk to my own mother Clay. It's going to happen." Tension was getting higher in the small room.

"I'm not authorizing the prospect to run your errands Jax. This whole situation is ridiculous." Clay stepped in my way.

"Fine, I'll do it myself. This is between my mother and I. It's not a club issue. Yet." I moved around him. He put his hand on my chest, effectively stopping me. I looked down at his hand and back into his eyes. He must have saw something in mine because he pulled his arm back, but didn't move.

"I'm in charge here. This isn't open for discussion. As long as you wear that cut, you listen to me. Got that?" Clays voice was menacing, but I couldn't be phased.

"You're really going to make this about who's in charge? You're going to make me do this?" It was silent. He didn't answer. I just absently nodded my head. I started to take off my sweatshirt.

"Whoa Jax, don't do this." Tig and Bobby said simultaneously. "Let's take some time to think this through before you go all rogue on us." Tig finished.

"If he wants to go, let him go." Clay said.

I finished removing my sweatshirt and took my cut off. Low murmurs and swearing could be heard as I did this. I folded my cut and laid it on the back of the chair Clay was leaning against. Without looking back I left.

Opie, Donna, and Chibs followed me out.

"Jax, think this through." Opie begged.

"Op, it's okay. I can't leave without a vote, and he can't banish me without one either. Both have to be unanimous. I know you two bastards won't be giving the yay to either. I need to figure this out. I'll be around and in constant contact. Can I depend on you guys to help me out? Keep Clay level headed."

"No problem brother. I love Tara too. Donna and I will stay with her until she wakes up. My old man is at the clubhouse with the kids. Went there so Donna could come here. He knew Tara, but not as well as we do. Call me as soon as you know anything." Opie said.

"Yeah, will do." I gave Opie a strong hug and followed by giving Tara one too. I went to hug Chibs, but he stopped me.

"Nah ah Jackie Boy. I'm with you. Something ain't right here. I'm going to protect my VP." When Chibs was set on something there's no changing his mind.

"Alright, let's go. Call me if there are any changes with Tara. Big or small I want to know." I nodded towards the door and Chibs followed me out.

"Clay finds out you left, he'll be pissed." I said laughing as we walked.

"Aw, fuck it. He'll get over it. Let's go find Gemma."

We got on our bikes and went straight to the clubhouse.

"Chibs, check the office and the garage. I'll check the clubhouse." I took off running towards the clubhouse door. Piney was at the bar.

"Hey Piney, you seen Gemma?"

"No, not since about an hour ago." He put the bottle of tequila down. "She stopped by, said she was taking off for a bit, and I was to give you this." He handed me a small envelope. I couldn't stop the rage that consumed me. I almost didn't open it, but in order to find answers, I needed to face things head on.

This was one of those things.

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