21.

Before Jax went to the clubhouse he told Bobby he had a quick errand to run. He rode back to the wedding site and went looking for his mom and Tara. He found them sitting at a table partly drunk from what he could see from all the champagne glasses sitting at their table.

"I guess it was a good thing I came back." he said chuckling as he went to them.

"Baby. I missed you." Tara said half drunk.

"I missed you too. Um.. I think that I'm going to get a prospect to take you guys home. We have church so I might be a little late Tara."

"Okay, but be careful." she said.

"Why don't you go get Thomas from Julie. I will sit here with mom for a moment."

"Okay." she said as she managed to walk over to where they were at.

"What's wrong Jax?" Gemma asked. She always knew when something was up.

"Do you know anything about what Clay has us getting into?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm asking if you are aware he's taking Samcro into the drug business."

"No he wouldn't."

"Well he has. I told him it needed to go to the table."

"What the hell has gotten into him lately?" Gemma asked.

"I don't know mom. Can I come by after church?"

"Yeah."

"Mom, don't say anything to Clay. I'm not suppose to be telling you anything like this."

"I know baby."

Jax followed the van as the prospect took his mom, Tara and Thomas home. He took a deep breath and then went on to the clubhouse. When he got there everyone was there. He walked in and sat at the table.

Clay started talking and putting on a show on how much good this would do for the club. Supposedly it was only temporary. They put it to a vote.

No one really wanted it but the benefits for some was too tempting. Even though Bobby, Ope, Piney, Chibs and Jax voted no, it still passed. Clay looked over at him with a smirk. Jax wanted to hit him. He stood up and left.

He walked into his mom's house. She looked up at him and she knew how the vote went.

"You be careful." she said.

"You too mom. Something is up with Clay. He was really strange tonight."

"I will baby." she said as she handed him the ring.

Before he could leave Clay walked into the door.

"What you come crying to mommy about the vote? Well mommy can't do anything. I'm the fucking president Jax. You are merely the vice president. You were outvoted tonight so just fucking face it."

Jax ignored him and left.

"What the hell was that about?" Gemma asked.

"You know what it is. He came running to his mommy thinking you could change my mind."

"About what? The only thing Jax came over to do was get my old engagement ring so he could give it to Tara."

Clay just looked at her then he threw his hands up and went upstairs to bed.

"Clay Morrow, what the hell is wrong with you?" Gemma whispered to herself.

The next morning the only thing Jax wanted to think about was how he was going to be doing the proposing. When they were laying cuddled in the bed Thomas started to cry. He looked at Tara laying next to him and whispered, "I think he wants his shot at those puppies." as he chuckled.

She groaned and pretended to hit him and he jumped up and said he would get Thomas. While in the room he decided on how he was going to do it. He started talking to Thomas.

"Okay Thomas. You have to be my wingman okay? Just hold onto this and when mommy sees it give her a big smile. Okay?"

Thomas made some funny noises so Jax took that to be a yes. As he walked back into the room he slid the ring on Thomas's finger. He carefully maneuvered him so that it wouldn't fall off as he lay him on Tara. Tara went about arranging him so he could take his feeding when she looked down and seen the ring. Tears filled her eyes and she looked up at Jax.

"What is this?" she asked.

"Tara, I love you and I want you to be my wife as well as my old lady. Will you marry me?"

She started crying tears and managed to lay Thomas down on the bed. She then reached up to Jax and pulled him into a kiss.

"Is that a yes?" he asked chuckling.

"Yes, definitely yes. Jax, I would love to be your wife."

"She said yes, Thomas." he said looking down at his son cooing.

"He's glad." he said to Tara and brought her in for another kiss.

Clay was sitting in his chair in the church thinking. He needed to make sure this all went right. He heard the door open and looked up to see Piney walk in.

"Can I have a moment?" Piney asked.

"Of course brother." Clay said smiling.

"I'm trying to figure out what your plans are Clay. What the hell is this that you are doing?"

"I'm trying to make the club money."
"No, we were making money just fine with the guns. So tell me the truth."

"I am."

"If JT were still here this would never be happening."

"Well JT is dead. So there is no reason to be bringing him up. Besides he was a weak man."
"Like hell. He was the one who put this club together. Everything he did he did for the club."

"You have no clue Piney. JT did what he wanted to do. I think it's funny how many people were willing to follow him in whatever he chose to do but I have to have fights with you, Jax and Bobby. I am the president, do I need to remind you of that?"

"You are president because at the time of JT's death Jax wasn't old enough. But maybe we need a new president. One that knows what he's doing to this club."

"Be careful what you say Piney. I'm not afraid to end you now."

"Is that what you did Clay? Did you end JT?"

Clay went to yank him up but Piney pulled his gun.

"I think not Clay."

"You watch your step." Clay yelled as Piney walked out of church. The whole room heard him and wondered what was going on.