Hi guys. This chapter, along with the following two, takes place just prior to season one.

This chapter focuses more on Jax but I promise that they will both feature together in the next chapter.

Thanks for your reviews and PM's, they're much appreciated.

26th June 2008

Jax woke from his slumber, stretching his lean body out on his bed. It was then that he noticed the weight on the left side of the mattress and looked across to see the back of a brunettes head.

Seeing this girl's dark hair allowed him to remember back to yesterday. He had seen Tara for the first time in eleven years and a smile crept onto Jax's face as he recalled her dumb struck stare which had eventually turned into a dazzling smile. He felt his crotch start to react to the memory of her biting her lip, trying to stop a nervous giggle escape her lips at seeing him again. He remembered that she had mentioned that she was back in Charming for good after accepting a position at St Thomas'. She just had to deal with her dad's funeral.

Shit. Jax looked across at the alarm clock, 8.52 am. Tara was burying her father today. He leapt out of bed and hastily made his way to the adjoining bathroom, leaving last night's conquest to recover.

After his shower he walked back into the clubs bedroom, a white towel tied around his waist and water dripping from his shoulder length hair. He looked across at the croweater in his bed. What the hell was her name? He racked his brain for a minute or two but her name wouldn't come to him. So he gently shook her awake.

'Darlin'?'

The brunette stirred and her tired eyes fluttered open. Looking into her green eyes he realised now why he had he had chosen her, above the other eager crow eaters, to grace his bed. With her dark hair, green eyes and slim body she resembled Tara. Not nearly as beautiful, but it made it easier for him to picture Tara's face as he thrust into her last night. Jax thought that he could remember calling out Tara's name as he released himself inside her.

This was a stranger who now seductively smiled up at him. Her voice heavy with sleep 'Morning, Prince'

He hated when they called him that, like they had some claim on him now that they'd been so intimate. The truth was that once Jax used a girl he very rarely revisited. This poor girl, her eyes filled with hope, was about to get her dreams shattered. He almost felt sorry for her.

''Morning. Look darlin' I've got to be somewhere, it's really important so I've gotta split. The bathrooms through there, your clothes are…..''

Jax looked around the room, seeing her panties and bra but not much else in terms of her clothing. He had a horrible feeling that he had started to undress her in the corridor outside. Or maybe in the bar itself. Shit.

'Er, well your clothes are….pretty much everywhere. The kitchens down the hall on your right, for when you leave. Grab a coffee or something''

Jax shrugged on his jeans and reached inside a drawer for a clean t-shirt. He decided against the Kutte, not thinking that Tara would appreciate a visual reminder of the club today.

The young girl smiled over at him and he realised how wrong he was. She looked nothing like Tara.

''Maybe I'll see you later?'' She asked doe eyed.

Jax stuffed his wallet and keys into his jeans. ''I don't think so…..'' He looked at her for clarification on her name.

''Rachel''

''Rachel, right. Look I don't think so but this has been ….fun'' He gave one last Teller smile as a parting gift and walked towards the door.

And with that he left her, closing the door on yet another conquest.