There she was. Once again set up for disaster. Once again he was in her bedroom. On her bed. Waiting patiently for her to finish making up her own mind. She never fell into his arms without debating what she was doing and if it was right. They knew they were both wrong. But it never stopped them. Never made them leave before it was too late. If anything, the fact that it was wrong turned them on even more. The adrenaline rush. The fear that he would come home at any moment. But this time around, he wouldn't be coming home. There was no chance of it. This time, they didn't have to worry about putting the place back together. Leave no evidence. Leave no tell tale signs. This time.

She slipped into his arms with no protest, just like the first time. Jax kissed her, grasping her face with his hands. Feeling the skin he hadn't touched in years. Dana ran her fingers through his hair, taking in his scent. The one she had burnt into the back of her head. The one she thought she would never smell again. Up close and personal. They kissed for what seemed like ages and she felt like melting into the bed sheets. She felt like the world was coming to an end as he entered her, giving her what she had spent the last couple of years dreaming about. Being his.

She dug her nails into his back, throwing her head back and gasping for air. She felt like she was being reborn as he made sweet love to her. Late afternoon. Curtains drawn. Room nice and cold. Just how they liked it. But now there was no need to run and hide. Look over their backs. Cover their tracks with unnecessary lies and half truths.

Their bodies moist and sticky, muscles moving together and heartbeats in sync. They looked at each other dead straight in the eyes as they finished. They didn't need to hide. They knew each other inside and out. There was no hiding from each other. When they were done, they parted. Each falling on to a side of the bed, breathing deeply. No words were said as Jax stood up and slid into his underwear. Dana stood up from the bed and wrapped herself in one of the sheets they had ripped off of the bed. She sat on the edge and watched him as he got dressed.

"What are we doing here, Jax?" She whispered, pushing her wild hair behind her ears and wiping the sweat off of her forehead. He shook his head and sat down next to her, grabbing her hand and placing it in his. "I have no clue," he whispered back, honestly not knowing where they stood. "I was gonna leave him before I got arrested. I was ready."

"I love Tara, Dana. I love you. I don't know what to do," he said. Dana pulled her hand away from his and laughed. "So what was the point of coming over here? Getting some last minute ass before the divorce?" She said. He shook his head, standing up and pacing in front of her. "I love her, Dana. You can't help who you love." Dana continued to laugh and pointed towards the door. "Get out, Jax. I never want to see you dock on my doorstep again or I swear to God I'll tell little miss fucking Tara how long I've been on my knees for you," she drawled, walking over to him and shoving him towards the door.

"Come on. I don't know what you expect me to do or say here," he said, walking towards the door. Dana opened her mouth to tell him that she wanted him to say was that he loved her and that he would leave Tara for her. Do what she was willing to do for him. "I have to think about Abel now. He needs a family. A home. Tara wants to do all that and more." But it was too late now. It was all clear now. "Get out, Jax."

Crystal fucking clear.

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Dana placed the box full of party favors on the counter and took a pull of her cigarette. "You okay, darling?" Gemma said, placing a hand on her shoulder, offering comfort to the only ally she had against Tara. She didn't need her having a mental break down now, not when they were so close to getting rid of her, once and for all. "Just trying to hang in there," Dana responded, placing party favors on each table around her. "I thought you and Tyler were done for good. So why the long face?"

Dana froze and glanced across the room, her eyes falling on Jax, who was across the room, setting up the buffet tables that would hold the food. She quickly focused back on the party favors and walked away from Gemma, who had her lips twisted into a sinister smirk. Something must have happened between those two, she thought to herself. As if the tension wasn't thick enough with everything that was happening between Tyler and Dana, now Gemma had to make sure that Jax didn't have a part in ruining her grand night.

This entire charade of the Charming formal wasn't for Charming or the club. It was for her. She wanted all eyes on her once again. Charming looked up to her and the fake front she puts up to gain their admiration. Tonight had to be perfect, she wouldn't stand for anything less. But then again, this would be the perfect opportunity to end it all.

Gemma followed Dana around the room, placing the silverware on the tables. "Well, I think that after that little talk you had with Tara, nothing seemed to penetrate that hard head of hers. She's running around telling people that she took you on once and that she'll gladly do it. The nerve on that little bitch," Gemma said, hoping that her words were striking a nerve. She received no response from Dana, who kept on working through her statement.

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"What is this I'm hearing from my lawyer? That you changed your mind and that you refuse to sign the papers?" Dana asked, pulling up a chair to the table that he was currently sitting at in the clubhouse. Tyler nodded, taking a sip from his beer. "I think we should give it another try. We just need to get our shit together and our priorities straight," he said, placing a hand on her thigh.

Dana sighed and shook her head. "I'm sorry, for everything. I am really am. But we have no business being together anymore," she said, removing his hand from her thigh and getting up from the table. "I'm going to the formal tonight, with Opie. I hope you can act your age," she said, throwing her hands up and walking away from him.

She had tried to free herself from him, time and time again. But every damn time something happened to intervene. Now he refused to give her the freedom she yearned so much for. Have it your way, she thought to herself. All along she had been looking forward to Jax, but now he had made his choice. She now had to make one also. She was done with Jax and Tyler. Now all she needed to do was deal with Tara.

Her priorities were all clear now.

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Dana giggled as Opie pinned the corsage onto her dress or tried to miserably. "The kids snuck this into my jacket pocket, something about good luck," he said, finally clasping the corsage's clip shut and stepping back. He smiled at her, blushing slightly as he drank her in and pulled out a spiderman doll from his pocket. She laughed, grabbing the doll and throwing it onto the couch. "I promise, I'll try my hardest not to bite. I don't want the kids thinking spiderman let them down," she said, heading for the door.

Dana had gone all out. She currently clad in black strapless dress that hugged every curve. Her hair was pinned up with soft long curls framing her face. As usual, her makeup was simple, but there was something about her tonight that made her glow. Something that made her light up the room. Maybe it was the diamonds she had laced herself with. Maybe it was the fact that Opie was the man on her arm as they entered the grand ballroom that the formal was being held in.

Opie looked handsome and he felt it too. He trimmed and combed his beard and hair, gelling it back to give him that sleek look. He was dressed from head to toe in black and looked as elegant as his partner. The two entered the ball room and all eyes fell upon them. It was crystal clear to everyone that the pair were meant to be together.

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Opie and Dana sat in the middle of the room, laughing at something Tig and Chibs were saying. They had lost their dates amongst the masses and refused to be bored alone. A couple of bottles of wine later, the four SOA henchmen were half way trashed. They were being their usual selves- raunchy, disturbing and fun. "Interesting turn of events," Tig said, motioning to Dana. Opie chuckled and glanced at Dana, who was blushing.

"I'll defend you two, tooth and nail if necessary," he said, raising his glass and toasting to them. Chibs seconded that motion and before she knew it, Dana was toasting to them also. She didn't know why she was so happy all of the sudden, but it felt right. She wasn't gonna chance it, just go with it. The rest of the guys, excluding Jax and Tyler, seemed to be mighty fine with their choice to go to the formal together. Well, they all had innocent intentions, all except Tig. He just wanted to make sure Opie was happy once again. Even if it meant, kicking Tyler's ass to let go of Dana. He needed to sleep at night. He needed make everything right once again.