AN: Jesus, guys' I am so sorry! I started school, it's my first year in college and living away from home and it's been both cool and also really stressful. I've done a lot and my home life became so hectic and my depression came back full force and so I wasn't really able to do anything. But I am back and school has ended and I'll be free to write until my fingers bleed!

I know a lot of you are upset with me and I'm so fucking sorry guys, I've just had so much to deal with and do this year and it's almost over, thank the Lord lol. I've been meaning to get back to this story because I literally have everything planned out and it will be amazing but life got in the way like the annoying dick it is.

How have you guys been? J Probably pissed at me lol, and again, super fucking sorry. Just been really busy with homework, family, school, and therapy… But I'm getting better and I am just going to crank through a couple chapters cause I thought it was about fucking time!

SO! Again, I am so sorry for the delay, I am not giving up on this story. I do not have a set schedule of when I'll be posting, but gurl I sure as shit will be posting!

ANY WHORE, enjoy the chapter… This one introduces Kohn. so, yay. Notice sarcastic punctuation….

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Sons of Anarchy, Kurt Sutter does.

On to the chapter, sorry for the absence and rambles XDD…

Chapter 8

When Tara and Zac arrived at Teller Morrow, they were both tired and hot. But Tara was determined to talk to Jax. With Joshua being back in town, she's been scared of her own shadow and she is getting sick and tired of it. The pink rose petals on the Cutlass this morning only proved her fears, so she grabbed her Beretta while Zac was eating and rushed to TM. The only times she feels even a little safe is when she is with her blonde-hairedbiker. Tara knows the Jax isn't hers again, not yet. But in her mind, in her soul he will always be hers. Nothing will change that. She just needs a little reassurance before Cages stays with her.

When Louella told her that she was ready to see her son, Tara was both shocked and emotional. Zacharias Delaney is Cages' everything. The fact that she didn't want to see him when she first came to the hospital after her attack was very devastating. Tara had heard Gemma and Clay talking in the hall outside of Louella's room yesterday about how much the little boy cried due to the fact he couldn't see his momma and that broke the doctor's heart. She didn't tell Cages of course, because with all the trauma she had endured, she didn't want to add the guilt of her son's sadness on top of it. Cages feels guilty for quite a lot, she won't say it but Tara knows Cages almost as well as Jax does. She knows that Cages feels guilty for the things that have happened to her and her son. She just has too much pride to admit it.

When Cages asked Tara if she could stay with her, Tara didn't hesitate. Sure, she's a little skeptical about having Cages and her son in her father's old house with her. But with Kohn being back and Louella's psychotic ex coming after her, Tara knows it is safer for all of them to be together. A part of her hopes that Kohn will try and show up and attempt something with Tara. Tara would fucking love to watch Cages literally tear him a new asshole. But she knows that her friend needs time to heal, so the ass-kicking must be kept to a minimum. Sadly.

"Hey, why don't you go and talk to Tig while I talk to Jax about something important, 'kay?" Tara bends down in front of the little red headed boy, her hand still holding his smaller one and he blinks at her. God it's like staring at Louella 20 years ago, still angry but adorable.

"What do you need to talk to Uncle Jax for?" Zac asks, tilting his head and softly removing his hand from the dark-haired woman's, choosing to cross his little arms instead.

Tara chuckled. Just like his mother. "My car is really old and needs some help in order to work. Your Uncle Jax will be the best man for the job, so that's why I need to talk to him." She ruffles his curls and he scoffs.

"Aunt Tara I love you and all but there's no need to lie." Tara's eyes widen. "My mom tells me all the time that you and Jax love each other so much and Aunt Gem hates it so you gotta hide it. It's okay Auntie Tare. I have a secret person too, just don't tell my momma." He grins mischievously and holds out his hand and Tara blinks at the boy, not really surprised.

"What doesn't your mom tell you?" She mutters and the boy grins a beautiful smile that looks so similar to Cages', it's eerie.

"Nothing! My momma is my best friend!" He declares proudly and Tara can't help but smile. Zacharias is the only real person that Cages has. He's with her everyday so she isn't alone. They take care of one another. They belong together.

"I know sweetie…" She purses her lips at him and tilts her head. "What did you mean when you said you have a special person?" The little boy blushes, showing how young he really is. Sometimes it's easy to feel like he's older. Many people forget, sometimes even his mother.

"Promise not to tell my momma?" He sticks out his pinkie and she chuckles and kneels in front of him, linking her pinkie with his much smaller one.

"Sure honey. Just as long as you promise me that this girl isn't hurting you or anything?" He blushes again and shakes his head, giggling.

"It's not a girl Auntie Tara. His name is Mikey and he's my crush. I don't think he likes me back though. That bitch Angelica is always making him do stuff for her! She doesn't really get him!" Tara blanches for a second. Wait a hot second! Is Zac.. gay? And did he just say bitch?!

"Zacharias Delaney, we don't say such nasty things!" She scolds, trying to keep the gleaming smile off her face along with the look of pride. "I am very proud of you, however, for not being afraid to like a boy. Never be afraid of who you are. Understand me?" He grins and nods.

"Momma tells me the same thing, she knows I like boys and doesn't care! Neither does Uncle Tig! I just don't want my momma to know because she'll try and get him over to play and that's weird! I don't need my momma's help to get a boy." She laughs and grins, tears coming to her eyes. No matter how hard headed and stone cold her friend can be, she truly is a wonderful mother.

"That's great sweetie, I'm glad your momma loves you so much that she doesn't care if you like boys. And don't be so hard on her, she's just trying to make you happy honey." She ruffles his hair again and chuckles when he smacks her hand away lightly.

"Can I go say hi to Tig while you talk to Uncle Jax?" He asks and she nods, watching as he skips away to go talk to the curly haired man.

"What an interesting kid." She chuckles and makes her way over to the garage, staring at the back of man's head she knows will be hers once again.

Gemma waits until Zac goes to the bathroom to question the good doctor. Tara owning a gun makes Gemma suspicious. Why would she need one? She isn't in the life anymore, and she made damn sure to everyone that she wasn't planning on coming back to it. Gemma was immediately suspicious when Tara came back.

Tara bristles at Gemma when she brings up the gun in her purse and she rolls her eyes and tries to wave it off. The last thing she needs is Jax's overbearing mother getting involved into her issues with Kohn. "I lived in bad neighborhood in Chicago. I left it in there and must have forgotten about it." She tries to reasons and Gemma rolls her eyes.

"Beretta isn't an old tampon you find in your purse." She pauses and raises a brow. "Know how to use it?"

Tara sighs. "Yeah. Thanks for the ride." Gemma nods and turns towards the door and pauses, even knowing that she is no longer wanted in Tara's house. "Look, whatever bullshit you are bringing back with you to Charming, leave Jax and Cages out of it. Jax has a new born son to deal with and Cages just had her head kicked in. They don't have time to deal with your shit."

"Maybe you should try and stop trying to control the lives of two adults and instead worry about yourself Gemma." Tara crosses her arms over her chest while Gemma smirks. "I'm not here to ruin Jax and Cages' lives, and frankly, they don't need me to do that."

Gemma opens her mouth to respond but she is interrupted by Zac coming back into the living room. "Hey, Aunt Tare? When are we gonna bring my momma home? I miss her cuddles." He declares and Tara's previous sour mood lessens are she looks are the determined look on the little boy's face.

She kneels in front of the red headed boy and a little smile comes across her face. "We just have to wait one more day sweetie, then you guys are going have a slumber party with me. Sound good?" He grins and nods, and for a second, just one second, she forgets about Gemma. Tara forgets about Gemma and Kohn and the horrible things around her. All she sees is this little boy, and then she blinks and he changes. And he has blonde hair and those beautiful blue eyes she dreams about. And he's calling her mommy.

"That sounds great Aunt Tara! We can take care of momma together." He nods his head once, already set on the decision and it's Gemma laughing that brings her out of her thoughts.

"He has so much Louella Mae in him that sometimes I doubt she even screwed that psycho in order to create him." Gemma snorts and Tara tries not to snap at the older woman from the disrespecttowards her friend and her son.

"My momma says I'm a clone of her." Zac shrugs, seemingly not understanding the implication Gemma is making. "I guess that's okay. We both love French fries and cars." This kid really makes it difficult to be pissed. God dammit Louella. You just had to create such a cute kid.

"That's very true baby. Now I have to go and make sure your Uncle Clay isn't creating chaos. Gimme a kiss." Gemma purses her lips and leans down to the little boy. He rolls his eyes and Tara bites back a snort as he kisses the older woman's lips lightly.

"I'll make sure the garage calls you when the Cutlass is finished." Gemma tells Tara, walking towards the door and Tara purses her lips.

"Thanks."

"Have a good day doc." She gives her one last look before closing the door behind her and Tara takes a deep breath, glad to be done with the bane of her existence.

"Hey Aunt Tara?" She looks down at the little boy, a smile lighting up her green eyes.

"Yeah, Zac?" He crosses his little arms over his chest and raises his brows and Tara has a flashback of Louella doing that exact pose towards her and Jax when she was little. Tara has to hold back a laugh.

"How are we gonna pick up momma from the hospital if your car is at TM?"

"That is a very good question my sweet mini psycho." She kisses his head and gestures for him to walk in front of her into the kitchen. "Let's figure that while we make you some lunch."

Cages knows that being on her own is a dangerous thing. With the trauma she has just endured, she knows that letting her mind wander, letting herself think, is the last thing she needs. She goes to places she knows she shouldn't when she's by herself with her thoughts. Places like Nate. Places like guilt. Places like fear. Cages hates fear. It's bone chilling, stomach turning, rage inducing. It's an emotion that Cages hates feeling. Fear makes her nervous because it makes her look weak. It makes her nervous because when someone knows Cages is afraid, they are able to use that against her. And there is only one person that has that ability; Nate.

The fact that she is staying at Tara's house makes Louella feel a little better. Not much, but enough to make her fear of a complete mental breakdown lessen. Tara is good for her. Louella and Tara are similar in a lot of the ways they are different. Tara is more sensitive and more expressive about her sensitivities than Louella ever has been and will be. Tara is also more logical about taking action than Louella is. Louella is very impulsive. But, Tara and Louella both are incredibly stubborn. They are also immensely protective; both willing to do whatever they need to in order to protect those they love. Also, one thing that Louella has noticed about her long time brunette friend is that they share the same capacity of taking action; they are both willing to do the dirty work and do it efficiently.

Tara is kind of like the good version of Louella. The lighter version. Something that Louella has no problem with. She knows that her past has affected her, how could it not? She knows that what she just experienced will affect her. Even though Cages hates the fact that she went through it and she wants no one else to ever have to go through what she did, she doesn't regret it. Because it shapes who she is. It makes her the angry, stubborn, strong woman she is today. And she wouldn't change that for anything.

Louella is pulled out of her thoughts, fuck you Nate, by a knock on the door. A man steps in. Tall and lanky with graying hair and blue eyes. He isn't wearing scrubs and Cages immediately becomes suspicious of the man that just entered her room. "Who the fuck are you?" She crosses her arms over her chest, narrowing her bright blue eyes at the man.

He chuckles and her beast stops snoring in her cage for just a second at the asshole stranger. "My name is Agent Joshua Kohn." Cages raises her eyebrows at the man. What a douche bag name and a douche bag accent. The last time Louella has spoken to a federal agent was before her father went to prison. Being related to the Sons, it's something she has dealt with before.

"Cool. Now what the fuck do you want? Can't you see I'm trying to not to be bothered?" She glares at him, the man not rubbing her the right way.

He smiles tightly and she tilts her head at him. "I'm here to question you about what happened? Your… attack?" Her stomachs turns at the look of achievement the man in front of her gets by mentioning her previous… altercation with Nate.

"Well that's just lovely, but I don't know you so I'm not talking to you. If you want my statement, make Hale or Unser get it." She shrugs, and her eyes watch as his darken in displeasure.

"Ms. Delaney, it is of the upmost importance that I get your statement. I have more jurisdiction than Hale and Chief Unser, so I can get better resources- "

"And I really don't give a shit. If you want my statement, get Unser or Hale." He sighs deeply and she growls. "Where are you from, Kohn? And I know for a fact my little problem is not what brought you to Charming? So.. what the fuck do you really want?" She's really getting tired of this creepy man.

He smiles tightly at her once more and walks towards her. Cages holds onto the knife Jax gave her under the thin hospital blankets. "You're a lot smarter than you look, Ms. Delaney. But that is Federal information that I cannot give you." He shrugs, acting like he's just belittled her and she grins darkly at him.

"You're right, Agent Asshole. You're not allowed to tell me. But just know that I know a few things about the law and I know for a fact that after 3 weeks, if you don't find whatever you're looking for, you are required to give up and leave."

He glares at her before his eyes move over her injures. "Looks like you are in a lot of pain. I should find your doctor and tell them you need more medicine." He tries to move and look at her chart but she leans forward, holding back a curse at the shooting pain in her everywhere, and snags the chart before he can grab.

"Yeah I'm good. Thanks for the consideration. But if you really want to be in less pain then get the fuck out. Because the only pain in the room is you in my ass." Kohn tries to yank the chart out of her hand but she slams it down onto his hand instead. He yelps and she glares at him.

"Tara Knowles is your doctor, right? Can you tell me where I could find her?" He stands up and straightens his sleeves and she glares at him, definitely not liking and not trusting this man.

"I'm not her keeper." She tries to deflect but he gets a certain sparkle in his eye that she doesn't like.

"But you are her childhood friend, right? Don't you usually know where she spends her time?"

"No I don't. And frankly, it's none of your god damn business. I don't know you, but I don't like you. And I know for a fact that if I don't like you, then Tara must hate you. So, you don't mess with her or you will be messing with me. And the people that do that really wish they hadn't when I'm done with them." She shrugs at him, her eyes dangerous. No one fucks with Tara.

"Isn't your son with her right now? I would hope you would at least know where she is when your child is with her." He sneers at her and Cages beast awakens slowly, growling through the bars of her cage.

"Don't you ever mention my son again or you will regret it, Agent Kohn. Fed or not, I will break your jaw. Now get the fuck out of my room or I will throw you out, wounds and all." She snarls at him and the man's eyes widen for just a second, giving Cages a second of pleasure before he sneers at her one last time and leaves her room.

"What a fucking creep." She mutters before grabbing her phone off the nightstand next to her and dialing up one of her most commonly used numbers.

"Hey darlin'." Jax's voice fills her with some peace and her beast whimpers as she takes a deep breath, feeling herself calming.

"The feds are here." She chooses her words wisely.

"I know. That's why Bobby and I are heading to Jury's. We need a place to store the AK's. With the feds here, it's just a matter of how long it'll be before they come busting down our door." He yells through the phone, telling her that he's hitting the road.

The familiar sound of his motorcycle calms her racing heart. "How did you find out?" He asks.

"Asshole just came to my room. Trying to get a statement. I told him to eat a dick and that I'd talk to Unser when I was ready. But most of his questions were about Tara. Like real stalker status, babe. Even mentioned how he knew Zac was with her."

"Did you throw his ass out?" He demands, sounding as pissed at she feels.

"'Course I did. Told the fucker to not mess with Tara or he'd have me to answer to. Don't give a shit about a fed. He mentioned Tara and my son, that's not fucking kosher." She sighs.

"Good. Fuck I wish I was there to make sure you guys are safe." She hears the sound of bikes in the distance and furrows her brows when she hears Bobby's voice in the background.

"Shit! I gotta go sweetheart, it looks like the Mayans are here to make sure we know whose land we're on."

Cages grins. "Give 'em hell for me." He laughs.

"'Course darlin. You get rest and make sure that creepy fucker stays away from my family. Love ya, sis." Her eyes water with love and she smiles.

"Love you too Jackson. Have fun and give Jury my love." She hangs up and wipes her eyes.

She smiles, relishing in his words. Stays away from my family. My family. Oh, he is still totally in love with Tara. That's one relationship, one true love that Cages hopes is reignited. They are just so good for one another. And Jax thinks of her as family, that just shows how he really feels. It warms her heart.

Cages quickly dials up her friend's number, putting her chart back at the end of the bed. "Hey Louella." Tara's voice is soft, soothing Cages even further.

"Hey, babe. How's my little terror doing? Destroy everything you own yet?" She grins when she hears her sons outraged "Hey!" in the background.

Tara laughs, "nope. He's being absolutely wonderful. Wants to talk to you though." Cages smiles and laughs.

"Well give him the phone then." Tara chuckles and she hears static and movement before her baby's beautiful voice comes over the phone.

"Hey momma! You feeling better now?" Her eyes water and her heart finally beats back to normal, only needing the sound of her baby's voice.

"Now that I'm talking to you, yep." She hears his giggle and closes her eyes, ignoring the blinding pain that started when she put the chart back. "Are you having fun with aunt Tara baby?" She murmurs.

"Yes! Aunt Tara has Nutella momma! Can you believe that?! She also has grapefruits and we're doing tattoos together." She smiles through her tears, happy to know her baby boy is having fun with her best friend.

"That's nice baby. Now you remember to mind your Aunt like you would me or there will be hell to pay." She says sternly and Cages can practically hear her son roll his eyes. Jesus. I should really watch what I do in front of him.

"Yes momma. I know. When can you come home? I miss you." She bites her lip when she hears his little voice crack. Her eyes fill up with tears. Guilt.

"I know baby. I miss you too. Don't worry, Zacharias baby. I'll be with you and Tara tomorrow and then we will all have a super awesome slumber party. Sound good?" She hears him sniffle and she has to grit her teeth as tears fall down her hot cheeks. Her eye stinging.

"Yeah, sounds good momma. I love you."

She smiles. "I love you too baby."

"Hey baby." Gemma smiles at Cages, stroking her bruised cheek lightly.

"Hey." She smiles sleepily at the woman. "What's up?"

Gemma sighs and sits down on the bed. "I didn't want to bother you Cages, but Clay and the club are going to out to Nevada and I just wanted to let you know."

Cages heart starts beating furiously at the news. "I thought that it was just an easy trip for Jax and Bobby to Indian Hills? What happened? Are they okay?"

Gemma stroke her hair, shushing the ginger haired woman. "It's a patch over baby."

Louella snorts. "Indian Hills is gonna be patched over?" She rolls her eyes. "Doesn't really seem like something Uncle Jury would be into Gem."

Gemma sighs and smirks at her. "You know how Clay gets, Cages. Plus, it'll give our boys a fun little celebration to keep their mind of the feds." Cages blanches at her words.

"You mean a patch over party so they can get their dicks wet. Gemma, you know Clay is just going to fuck some young croweater pussy. I can't believe you're okay with that shit." She huffs and crosses her arms. Cages doesn't give a shit about what happens on a run stays on a run. More like if you're with me and fuck someone else prepare to meet these hands. Louella doesn't do cheating. Doesn't understand it and doesn't have the tolerance for it.

"It's who we are Louella Mae." Gemma says. "I know that at the end of the day, Clay is mine and so is this club. That is all that matters to me."

Cages snorts. "Sure. Keep telling yourself that Gemma." She sighs. "Thank you for telling me that they aren't going to be here. How long are they gonna be gone for?"

Gemma purses her lips. "A few days, won't be staying in Nevada for too long."

"Good." She licks her suddenly dry lips. "I leave tomorrow morning."

Gemma purses her lips. "I know baby. That's one of the reasons I wanted to tell you about our guys leaving. It might be better if you stay with me. Just until Clay gets back. I know how to take care of myself more than the self-righteous doc does."

Cages feels her beast stir slightly and takes a deep breath before smiling. "Gem, I appreciate that. But Tara and I will be fine. Besides, it's been a while since I've had a sleepover." She shrugs and then winces. Fucking injuries. Screwing up my sarcastic remarks and movements. Ruining my image.