Juice was in a near panic. He had fallen asleep in the cafeteria. He hadn't told Tara he was going. He ran into the enclosed smoke area of the cafeteria thinking it would be a quick smoke and go. When he woke up, it was 3 hours later, and he could't find Tara anywhere. He tried calling her and Jax repeatedly with no answer. He got back to the house Tara rented. It was completely dark, no lights on in any of the rooms. He was really starting to freak now. He opened the garage door, not seeing anything but black. He definitely didn't see the vicious blow that came out of left field. Then blow after blow.

"You motherfucker!" Jax growled at him as his hair flew wildly. He continued to pummel him. Letting all the rage he felt out.

"Jackie!" Chibbs yelled at him.

Happy and Quinn tried tearing him away, "Yer gonna kill 'em, Jackie!" Chibbs said, motioning for them to try again.

"Taaaarrr." he tried to get out.

That's what made Jax stop. His chest was heaving with rage, "Get your shit, and go home," Jax ordered in a lethal tone.

"But …."

"You are more than lucky I don't want to meet Mayhem anytime soon," Jax gritted out, spit on him, then walked back into the house and upstairs to his wife. He could barely tolerate Juice on a good day, but hearing him say Tara's name right now would send him over the edge.

Through his bloodied and battered face Juice says, "can't find Tara."

"She's fine," Chibbs says, before adding, "now."

"Shit," Juice sighs out.

"Ya," Chibbs agrees, "If Jax had gottin' there 5 minutes later, he would have found her on the ground."

Closing his eyes because he knew he was completely fucked now.

"Sems the good doctor had an admirer who didn't want to take 'no' for an answer. She told him to fuck off and in reply he raised his hand to her. Jax came up right as his hand was in the air," Chibbs says. "Sorry Juicey, but fer ya own good, you really do need ta go."

SOASOASOASOA

As he walked upstairs, he checked on the kids quickly. He began stripping on his way to the master bath. He shut and locked the door that he had just walked through, which connected the hall to the bathroom before completely stripping and peeking through the door that connected the bathroom to their bedroom. Tara was fast asleep.

He turned the water on hot to let it start warming, he turned to pull a towel out of the linen closet when something on the sink caught his attention. Cocking his head to the side slightly, he walked over to it and looked at it. In that moment his entire mood changed.

SOASOASOA

Tara awoke to gentle fingers pushing her hair behind her ear. She opened her eyes to see Jax knelt down next to her with a huge smile on his face.

Her mind was still foggy, "Hey," she whispered to him.

"Hey," he still smiled at her, licking his lips in anticipation. "Is there something you want to tell me, Doctor Teller?"

Her head was still swimming from sleep. She looked at him confused for a second, until she realized he was stark naked and that the shower was running in the bathroom. When the realization hits her, she sits up bolt straight, wide awake now.

"I was going to tell you," she says, "But then that shit happened in the hall. And I knew you had 'things' to deal with…" she rambled.

"I get it, babe," he assures her, standing up he leans into her, "I love you. I can't even begin to describe how much," he smiled at her sweetly, he lifted the blanket she was lying under, before moving in to kiss her.

She smiled shyly, accepting his kisses, his beard deliciously grazing against her skin, spreading her legs to accommodate him, "I know. I love you too, Baby," she promises him, pushing his long hair out of his face..

"You have no idea how happy you make me," before he hungrily kissed her, his fingers skimming down her sides. His fingers moved to the panties she wore under her nightgown, literally ripping them from her body. Pushing her nightgown up her body, he kissed her cesarean scar then he greedily suckled at each breast.

Tara couldn't help but giggle, "Jax… The shower, aren't you gonna shut it off?" Her legs wrapped around his waist nevertheless.

"Can't right now, babe," he mumbled against her neck, "Gotta show my wife appreciation for making me a father again." He kissed her smiling lips again before planting himself deeply into her welcoming heat.

They both moaned at the sensation, "Carry on then." she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Ohhh husband, she definitely appreciates.." she moans out later.

SOASOASOA

After several very satisfying moments, Tara lay sprawled across his chest, his fingers drawing lazy circles on her back. He finally got up to shut the shower off. He would take one in the morning.

He wore his leather gloves earlier, so he had no blood on his hands or anywhere else after his earlier beat down of Juice. That motherfucker! He shut that thought process down now. He had to or his rage would blind him. The ante had just been upped.

He went back into the bedroom, sliding in next to his dozing wife.

"You're gonna get real fucking tired of me babe, because I'm gonna be your new shadow," he whispered to her.

"I kind of figured this would really freak you out after the shit that has happened here," she rolled over to kiss his chest.

"It should have been me the whole time," he began. "I'll be with you when you're in your office, and when you have to go to a patient's room, I'll be in the waiting area. I won't even wear my kutte. I'll try to be as low key as possible, babe," his fingers gliding gently along her skin.

"You are anything but low key Jackson Teller," she paused for a moment before sighing, "At least the staff and I will have something good to look at all day," then she gasped in surprised thought, "And it will be much easier access for me when the horny hormones kick it."

"Is that all I am to you woman?" he teased, tickling her mercilessly, her laughter spurring him on, "Just a piece of meat?"

"Well that's what I felt like when you woke me up to fuck me," she said dramatically.

He maneuvered her to straddle him, his growing hardness resting against her sex, "Not to just fuck you babe," he corrected her, "To show you how much I love you. How happy you have made me," she leaned down to kiss him. She could feel his hard cock pulsating against her.

He kissed her thoroughly, "And if it's not perfectly clear how happy I am, that you make me," he said before lifting her hips then impaling himself with her, they both moaned deliciously.

He sat up, tucked her hair behind her ear, "Thank you for loving me. Thank you for sticking it out with me. Thank you for giving me more children," she had tears in her eyes as she stroked his beard. She pushed his hair that fell in his face. "You're my world, babe."

She took his face in her hands, "I love you too, Jackson Teller," she ended by rolling her hips, his cock buried deep inside of her, and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and kissing him.

After she pulled away from the kiss momentarily, he said huskily, "C'mon, ride me babe," he encouraged with a swift slap of her ass.

SOASOASOA

Tara and Kelly were walking down the path that led to employee parking, Jax several paces behind, smoking a cigarette. Since he knew Tara was pregnant now, he didn't want her inhaling the smoke.

"That shit has to get very old, very fast," Kelly says. "Drooling all over your man, like that."

"Oh it does and it has. Been like this since high school," Tara replies, "Don't think I haven't had to put some bitches, in there place," before she added, " recently at that."

They were discussing the nurses and other staff paying more attention to her handsome husband than their jobs. He did try his best to blend in. He wore one of his black hoodies and his black reaper hat, when he was in the waiting room. It was the number of times each of her staff decided they needed to stop by her office for something mundane that was really annoying. Of course it was to see her sexy husband, whose nose was buried in a book, sitting on her couch in the corner.

Tara heard a Jax chuckle/cough behind her.

"Here the women who throw themselves at him only see his looks," Tara said, fully aware that Jax is hearing everything she is saying. "But back home, it's the bitches that only see his patch, who can be the real problem. Very very persistent. I've had to set the bitches from all three straight," she rattled on.

"Three?"

"'Croweaters' are the chicks who don't care who the patch is. 'Redwoody' is the porn studio. It's run by Jax's best friend's wife. I had to put those bitches in check when we first got back together."

They approached the blind spot the cement side of the building created with a loading dock and dumpsters. He tossed his cigarette, getting in front of Tara and Kelly before they got to it. He held up his hand for them to stop.

"You fucking bitch!" Dr. Alan screamed as he rounded the corner, "You got me fir.." his words were cut short by three rapid succession blows to the face. The blows threw him to the ground.

Jax pulled him up by his shirt, "Remember me motherfucker?" he gritted out in his face.

Kelly gasped and grasped Tara's hand in shock. Tara watched as her man does what he does best, outside of the bedroom of course.

"I'm gonna give you a day head start," Jax growled out.

"Wha.."

"Before I start hunting you down," Jax whispered, "That's my favorite part," he whispered darkly.

Dr. Alan looked at him wide eyed.

"I did say you were lucky you were still breathing," Jax reminded him.