Chapter Two

Tara...poor girl just wants to do the right thing for her family and she loves Jax so much. Can't believe that she got arrested. I can't wait to find out who went to the cops and why Jax didn't seem to be bothered much by it...Damn having to wait til next Sept...that's too long of a wait! :( I have updated my site with Jax and Tara graphics, and other stuff if yu wanna check it out, the link is on my profile!

So while we wait, here's the new chapter of Only You!

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The room was dark and cold and Tara groaned, as her head started to throb, her eyes searched the dim room and her eyes fell on a figure in the corner, sitting in a chair, legs crossed. She could tell the person was a woman, because they were wearing heels, so it was definitely a woman.

Tara's vision caught a bunch of filing cabinets beside the girl and she sat up quickly, wincing as she positioned herself up right. She could tell she was in one of the offices in the hospital, which one, she wasn't sure. The lady cleared her throat loudly and Tara glanced up to the figure in front of her.' Fuck! Why was it so damn dark?' Tara mumbled, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

The lady laughed, reaching over the desk beside her and turning on the small lamp. "I'm Abel's mother, the one you sent to rehab and then let my son get kidnapped. I heard it was you that was with him when he got kidnapped. Now— he's gone and you're still here? What the fuck happened Tara? Did you even try and save him? If it was me I would have died for him, I wouldn't have let that Irish man take him." She sighed, and brushed her hair away from her face, "I'm here to give you these, please make sure Jax gets these, If I don't hear from him by next Thursday, I'll be back with a lawyer." Wendy grinned as she handed Tara, who was still sitting on the floor, the custody documents and pulled her purse over her shoulder, "I'm the one who is going to get custody of Abel when Jax finds him, Tara. I will make sure of that."

Wendy moved away from the desk and started to walk away when Tara started to rip the papers up, causing Wendy to turn.

"He's not your son, Wendy. You made that decision when you stabbed yourself full of crank. He is my SON, I have been his mother for over two years now. I'm the one he calls mommy. The only one who he will call mommy. You will not be going anywhere near him, I will make sure of that." Tara yelled, who was now on her feet, inches from Wendy's face.

"Don't you think I tried everything to stop it from happening? You have no idea what I saw, what I went through. None of you guys do— I love him like he's my own." Tears formed in Tara's eyes and she held back the tears, her gaze hardening towards Wendy. Her posture stiffening slightly and her hand wrapped around Wendy's throat and she squeezed lightly. She wasn't going to be weak, this time. No, she wasn't.

"How the hell did you know about this anyways, Wendy? The only people who knew anything about Abel's kidnapping was SAMCRO and a few others associated? Who are you hanging out with Wendy?"

Before Wendy could respond, the door to the office opened and the light flicked on, Margret Murphy stood at the entrance of the door, a surprised look across her face. "Dr Knowles what is going on in here?"

Tara let go of Wendy's throat and moved around her, towards Margaret Murphy, "Nothing Margret. Everything's fine. Wendy is just leaving, aren't you Miss Case?

Wendy snarled as her right hand rubbed her sore throat and she glanced toward the chief of staff. "I would like to file a complaint. She attacked me! You saw it!" Wendy huffed stomping towards the two ladies in front of her.

Margaret glanced at a very upset Tara, then glanced back at the irate lady in front of her. She had recognized the woman Tara had been fighting with, Abel's mother, an ex-junkie. She contemplated on what she was going to do for a few seconds and remembered Tara had a lot going on right now with Abel's kidnapping, her relationship with Jax and her pregnancy. She decided she needed to give Tara a break this time.

"I'm sorry Miss Case I actually didn't see Doctor Knowles attack you. I'm not sure what is going on here...but, you seem to be upsetting my employee, so I would like you to leave, before I call security."

Wendy snarled, "You better hope he is safe...I'll be back next Thursday with a lawyer, Tara. If Jax wants to talk, I'm staying at the Ramada, room 202." She glanced at Margret then Tara before storming out of the office.

"You alright, Tara?" Margaret asked, as she lead Tara out of the room into the hallway. "Is there anyone you want me to call?

Tara smiled slightly shaking her head, "No thank you Margaret. I'm fine just a little tired, just going to head home and have a long, hot bath."

"Okay, Tara. If you need anything, please just let me know. Are you sure you don't need me to call someone to pick you up, you look a little shaken?"

Tara smiled at Margaret, placing her hand over the older lady's arm, "No thanks Margaret, I'm fine, just tired. I'll be okay." Tara started to head toward the elevator but turned back, glancing at the older woman, "Thank you for that. I know you're not a fan of mine, but I appreciate it." Before Margaret could respond, the elevator opened then closed and Tara was gone.

Jax smiled as they pulled up to Teller Morrow, it had been a long flight and he was tired, he wanted to get his son home and he wanted to see Tara. He needed to see Tara.

"Do you want me to take Abel in so you can go see Tara?" Gemma asked, as she closed the van door.

Jax's smile faded as he remembered their conversation last night. She had made it pretty clear that she only wanted to see Abel, not him. She wanted nothing to do with him. He glanced down at his sleeping son and smiled slightly." Nah, we okay Ma. Go ahead and get some rest, I'm going to take my son home.

Gemma pulled Abel and Jax into a hug and kissed Jax on the cheek, then Abel on the top of his head. "Okay baby, love you."

Jax smiled kissing Gemma on the cheek, "Love you too, Ma."

Gemma smiled and turned heading towards the clubhouse, "Hey Jaxson," She called, stopping and turning back around, "Don't screw this up, this time. She is your 'Old lady', Abel's mother. Bring her home. I don't care what you have to do, but do it!"

Jax laughed, pulling Abel closer to him and breathing in his scent, "Yes ma'am!"

Jax headed to the truck, opening the passenger side and putting Abel in his car seat and buckling him up. He smiled at the sleeping baby and bent down, pressing his lips to Abel's forehead. "I love you son, I'll never let you go again." Abel stirred for a moment before drifting back to sleep. His little snores, soothing Jax's nerves. "You gotta help me out buddy, with your mom. She hates me right now." Jax whispered as he placed another kiss on his son's forehead before shutting the door and going around the truck to the driver's side and getting in. He started the truck and sighed, leaning his head back against the seat, his eyes closing tightly.

Jax had no idea what he was going to do. He had royally fucked up with her. The shit he pulled, the shit he said. He couldn't even forgive himself for it, so how could she? He reached in his pants pocket reaching for his phone and opened his eyes, taking in a huge breath he flipped it open.

Tara, we just landed. Abel is fast asleep. It's pretty late, I'm going to take him home. Maybe you could swing by? It would be nice to see you.

Letting out a breath, Jax leaned forward, putting the phone in his console and putting on his seat belt. He pulled into reverse and his phone beeped. His foot pressed on the breaks and his heart raced as he picked up the phone, nervousness filling his body. He swallowed hard, as he flipped his cell phone open.

Jax— where are you now?

Jax glanced at the message and typed quickly, Just leaving TM. Will you come?

Don't go anywhere, I'll meet you at the clubhouse— we need to talk.

Jax glanced at the message and swallowed the hard lump forming in his throat, sadness filled his heart as he realized that her wanting to meet him here, wasn't a good sign. Tara hated the clubhouse, never wanted to go there, and hated the scene that surrounded it. Probably more so now, after she caught him with Ima, fuck! Jax groaned and pulled the truck back into his spot and turned off the ignition.

Jax jumped slightly as a knock at his window startled him.

"Jax you okay?"

"Jesus Christ, Ma. You scared the shit out of me."

Gemma could tell something was upsetting her son and she opened the truck door, "I'll take Abel home tonight. I'll drop him off bright and early tomorrow morning. You go deal with your shit."

Jax looked at his mother strangely and she placed a hand on his shoulder, "Tara just called me. Your ex-junkie wife paid her a little visit at the hospital. Attacked her and told her she was going for full custody of Abel and blamed the kidnapping on Tara."

"Shit!" Jax groaned, his gaze caught his mothers and tears filled his eyes. "What am I going to do? I'm crawling in shit here, Ma...What the fuck am I going to do?

Gemma smiled slightly cupping Jax's face in her hands and kissed his lips. "You're going to fix it baby, you'll grovel if you have too. Now go on inside, she'll be here soon. I'll bring Abel home in the morning. Good luck!"

TBC...