Hey guys, this chapter is set during the 'Second Soon appisode. I'm trying to finish off a couple more chapters but having read an interview with Kurt Sutter about Jax and Tara during season 6 I feel like crying. I think I'm going to have to re watch season 4 just to see them happy again and get focused for my writing.

Enjoy and thanks again for the reviews!

A boy who has faith so that you can believe….

Jax was mesmerised as he peered down at his newborn child. His hands shook slightly as he held his second son, a proud smile tugging at his lips.

So this was what his child with Tara looked like.

For as long as he could remember Jax had tried to envisage how a child that he and Tara made together would look. They had talked about it years ago, before she left for San Diego. He was adamant that their son would be blue eyed and blonde haired, she had argued that he would take after the Knowles' with dark hair and green eyes. It turned out that they were both right. As Thomas wriggled in his father's arms Jax saw the chocolate hairs peek out from under the navy blue Samcro hat but when Thomas momentarily looked up, his sleepy eyes were piercing blue.

Jax was right. Thomas was beautiful, he was perfect, but more importantly he was theirs.

Abel had been too ill to hold as a newborn and when Jax was able to finally hold his eldest son Abel was six weeks old and sturdy. Thomas seemed more fragile because of his small size.

"Did the hospital say everything's ok with him, his heart and everything?" Jax asked, his curious blue eyes never leaving Thomas' tiny body. It was a concern that had plagued him since he had found out the Tara was pregnant. Gemma had the heart defect that had been passed down to both him and Thomas and, in turn, it was a fault that he had passed onto Abel. As Jax's eyes drank in his new son, he prayed that his second son had been lucky and forfeited the flaw.

Tara nodded enthusiastically, eager to put Jax's mind at rest. She had already explained to him on the phone that Thomas had checked out of the hospital ok but she smiled at Jax, finding his concern touching. "Yep, no sign of the family flaw. It would seem our boy is faultless"

Jax smiled down at his son, taking in every move, every expression and as he bent down to kiss him he whispered "Yeah, he is"

Holding his sons head steady and leaning Thomas against his broad chest, Jax's hand reached across and rested on Tara's thigh. Considering she had only given birth two days ago she looked remarkably well.

"Everything ok with you?" his eyes now searched her features for any sign that she may be struggling. Jax knew she was. As strong a woman as Tara was, he knew that even she would find it hard to cope with a toddler, a newborn and all the shit with the club.

Tara smiled slowly, her eyes shifting from her son to her boyfriend "I'm good. Your mom's been great, day and night, she's really helped with Abel and feeds and diapers…."

Not for the first time Jax felt immensely guilty about being in jail, about being away from them. He pursed his lips, there weren't any words that could take away his absence. His hand rubbed her thigh slowly, giving him the contact that he so desperately craved during those lonely nights.

"I'm gonna be back soon babe. Just a few more months and I'll be out"

Tara nodded slowly, her actions now hinting to the toll that raising a young family alone was taking on her "You have soooo much to look forward to. Dirty diapers, feeds at three in the morning, nursery runs…." The list seemed endless.

Jax shook his head, tearing his gaze away from Thomas back to Tara "I don't care, I want that"

Jax thought about the plans he had secretly been making, ones that involved him, Tara and their boys leaving Charming and Samcro far behind. Plans that Tara wasn't yet aware of.

"Things are gonna change babe, I promise. The life that we always planned, I'm going to give it to you. You just have to have faith in me"

Tara looked deeply into Jax's crystal blue eyes as the hint of desperation in his voice scared her. It seemed that as tough as Jackson Teller there were times when he would remind her of the six year old boy that she met long ago, a boy that just wanted to hear that someone believed that he would do the right thing.

"I do have faith in you Jax. I do" she whispered as she leaned closer to him, her forehead resting against his as they both closed their eyes to imagine the perfect life that they had planned so many years ago, a life where there were a lot less bullets, blood and death.

She was standing by his side, showing him that she had faith in him, that she still believed that they could have the beautiful life that they had talked about since they were six years old.

In that moment Jax Teller vowed that he would give his perfect family the life he had mapped out inside his head.