There she was, the love of Jackson Tellers life, standing right in front of him. She was wearing a baggy pair of sweat pants and a Samcro t-shirt. Jax just sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her. Was this real? Was he dreaming again? For the first time in his life, Jax was in complete and utter shock. He couldn't even move. As this figure that looked just like his beautiful wife started to approach him, Jax got nervous and started to back up. He still felt like he was dreaming and quickly started to rub his eyes again, but couldn't help but notice how his hands were sweaty and his heart was racing.
After a few moments passed, this figure once again started to speak. "Babe, it's me, im right here." Tara whispered to her beautiful husband who she has missed so much these past few weeks.
As Jax continued to stare at his women, she started to approach him. As she got closer, Jax's heart started to race faster and faster. Finally she was standing right in front of him; she grabbed his hand and knelt down. Tara Knowles-Teller was now standing in front of her husband, alive and well. Did he just dream the whole thing? Had she been alive this whole time?
As Jax sat on the edge of the bed, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them up, there she was. The love of of his life, holding his face in her beautiful hands. He finally started to react.
"Babe? Is that you?" Jax said, still not being able to process what the fuck was going on. Did his wift rise from the dead? Is she a ghost? Was he just really fucked up and starting to see shit now?
"Yes baby it's me, im here. I love you. Im so sorry." Tara couldn't hold in her sobs anymore. As she held on to her husband's sexy scruffy face, her tears started to pour out all over their hands. Jax quickly joined in with her and they both sat there sobbing. Jax couldn't take it anymore, he quickly got to his feet and grabbed his wife, and embracced her in his arms. He closed his eyes and cried for everything he believed in. He cried for the women who were in hi arms once again, praying that he could hold her again like this for just one more day. Was his dream really coming true?
Jax started to believe this was all happening when he felt his wife embrace his body in return. She held on to him as tight as she possibly could, that he could feel her heart racing just as fast as his was. They held each other for what seemed like forever, when finally a cough from the side of the room brought them back to reality.
"Im sorry bro, but this is what had to be done" Opie whispered from the side of the room, trying not to interupt this heartbreaking reunion between his best friend and the women he thought he lost only a few weeks ago.
As much as it killed him to do this, he slowly let his wife out of his tight embrace. Jax stared at the both of them wondering what the fuck was going on.
"Tara what the fuck is going on? You were dead; I held your body and cried over it for hours! How are you here? What is this" Jax started to yell, not realizing how upset he truly was now. His wife and best friend deceived him, and faked her death. Why would they put him through that pain? What was the point of all of this? To see how far they can break him, Jax thought? He knew there had to be a good reason on why the love of his life would put him through the worst pain of his life, and right now he knew he needed to find out exactly what the fuck was going on.
He lost his wife brutally almost 3 weeks ago, and now he was in some run down motel hours away from Charming with his wife and best friend standing in front of him. Jax kept thinking to myself if this is a prank; this is pretty fucked up, or maybe im the one who's fucked up. Jax had been smoking and drinking so much for the past few weeks, he figured he was just hammered and starting to see things again.
As the airconditioner continued to blow, there it was…The smell he had been dying to smell one more time again coming from the women standing in front of him. Was this real life? Was Tara really alive he wondered?