"May I ask what happened to your hand, sugar?" Collette asked as she studied Tara more. She had a large scar running diagonally across the back of her hand, the hand that had been braced before. Collette noticed that Jax inhaled a sharp breath and that his jaw clenched in what, she would call, anger. She watched as Jax picked up his wife's hand and laid delicate kisses across the scar.

"I learned of some things that my step-father in-law didn't approve of. He caused a lot of people pain and suffering," Tara said as she leaned into Jax's chest, her free hand caressing the back of Jax's head. "It didn't end well for him."

Pulling her protectively in closer, "It should've ended a lot fucking sooner," he growled into her hand.

"I'm thinking things never end well for people who cross the good doctor here," Collette mused her swollen lip lifting in a smirk. Neither of them heard her, too wrapped up in each other.

"Hey," she turned her head to him, "If it had, we never would've gotten married in a brothel."

"You were married in a brothel?" Collette choked out in shock.

"My man's a real romantic," she chuckled. "Nero's place, Diosa. Manslaughter charges hanging over his head."

"You handled that shit babe," he rumbled, kissing the top of her head, stroking her arm. He normally had no problem showing his affection for Tara in front of others, but for some reason tonight he was feeling especially handsy.

"We've been through much worse since, baby," turning her head so she could look at him, she whispered so only he could hear, looking into his crystal blue eyes.

"Love you, babe," he rumbled in response, he leaned forward and kissed her softly.

The door opened as they sat and conversed, "I heard my name, what did I do now?"

"Nothing," Collette said, watching him as he walked into the room.

"Just talking about our wedding," Tara said.

"I'd, ugh," Nero swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat from the memory, "I'd just met your mom the night before, Jax. The next day she stops by with her boy, who was all busted up already, and his biker pals looking for a place to hide out. Then in walks this timid modestly dressed woman, her hand all braced up, into my 'companionation' facility," he chuckles looking at Tara, "Not at all intimidated by these half naked honeys sitting around her. She goes right to the badass, tattoo, leather vest wearing guys, and they part for her like the Red-fucking-Sea. When my new friend's son looks up and sees her, his whole face goes from stressed and worried to light and like someone pushed the clouds away," he raised his arms up and animatedly pushed non-existing clouds away, "and let the sunshine break through the gloom," he brought his hands together in front of his face and spread his fingers out to mimic the bright sun.

Jax smiled softly at the memory, "I gave the club a room in the back to talk to their lawyer, and I thought I would see this little old thing give them their privacy and space to handle business. Hell no!" he laughs again, slapping his knee in amusement. Tara chuckles ducking her head in embarrassment and the acknowledgement, as Jax looks at her proudly, running his hand up and down her arm in love, "She sits right down with them, none of them looking sideways at her! They come out of that meeting a half hour later and my Mono over here asks me if I know a judge that can marry them that day!"

Collette was enthralled by the story. Nero had this way of telling stories and speaking that where just so involved and animated.

"But Mono, your momma was pissed when she got here and you didn't actually invite her to the wedding! Just told her you need the license to make it official! That was cold man…"

Jax snorted in laughter, "Only my mother would take that as insinuation that she wasn't invited! It was implied!"

"It didn't help that your mother hated me," Tara mumbled.

"She didn't hate you, little momma," Nero soothed, "she thought, even before I came along, that you were taking her boys from her. Didn't care that Jax was a grown man, making decisions on his own for himself and his family, his sons. Then that thing happened," Nero skirted over the biggest issues that Jax and Tara had, "and she became even more desperate. I think we all did…." He trailed off.

Tara sniffed as the tears pricked at her eyes, her hand tightening on Jax's arm that was wrapped around her waist, as she bowed her head.

He drew her closer again, "Shhhh it's okay, baby," he whispered into her hair.

"I'm pregnant, Nero," Tara whispered looking up at him.

Nero squinted at her questioningly. It was almost accusatory. Tara shrunk back in shame, Jax noticed.

"I'll knock you the fuck out old man," Jax snarled in warning, in case Nero decided to get smart.

Nero held his hands up in defense, "I'm cool, Mono. Explains the smoking thing though," he mused, "Congratulations, little momma."

Collette watched and listened as the conversation turned from reminiscent to menacing, "Interesting…" she mused to herself. Only she said it out loud.

"The ugh," Tara stuttered, "The first time you and I 'met', which I am aware was not THE first time, but will be the LAST time," she spoke softly, but wanted to make that fact clear, looking at Collette, "Anyway, Jax came here because he found out things that upset him. That I was going to divorce him, take our boys and leave town. This was after I told him I was pregnant, made it look like his mother threw me into a desk causing me to miscarry, and he practically disowned his mother and got into a huge knock-down, drag-out fight with Nero over it," Tara said.

"Holy shit…" Collette blew out through her mouth.

Tara didn't even know why she was telling this woman all about their lives. Maybe she wanted this woman to understand all the shit that she and Jax had been through. Still they came out the other side still very much in love. And in this together. Forever.

After a few tense moments of silence, "When you say it like that, it sounds like I lost…" Nero joked, trying to break the tension.

Tara snorted, Jax holding her close, smirking a bit at Nero.

"You did old man," Jax taunted, quirking his eyebrow at him.

"As I remember it, your momma came in and broke that shit up," Nero informed him.

"After I wailed on you," Jax smirked back.

"Whatever, mono," Nero waved him off, "It takes a strong person to admit the shit they did, little momma."

"Fucking therapy," she snorted again.

A rapping on the door got there attention, "Jax, we gotta go man," Bobby stuck his head through the door, walked over to Jax and handed him a phone. Tara sitting up and letting Jax have room.

Bobby looked Collette over, "Shit, sweetheart. You okay?"

"Yeah," she smiled weakly at him, "Doc here fixed me up."

"Anything we can do?" he offered looking to Nero.

"Got it covered, man," Nero assured him. The unasked question was: Did they need help taking care of the guy.

"Dammit!" Jax cursed, hit the 'end' button then hit another button then 'call',

"What's wrong baby?" Tara stood up next to him, and watched him as he hung up and made another call.

"Rat, I need you and the prospects to go to my house and make sure my ex or the guys she has with doesn't get near my kids. You shoot that fucking bitch if you have to," he growled out.

"Fuckin' junkie," he spat out in disgust, "Demanding to see Able. She has 'friends' with her."

"I already sent Opie, Happy, Juice and Tig ahead to your house," Bobby spoke of the actions he already had in motion.

Tara looked at Collette, "His junkie ex-wife. That bitch is not getting near my son," Tara growled as she packed her bag, "Somebody better get bail money ready. I might cut a bitch tonight."

"You aren't doing shit…" Jax said matter-of-factly, hefting the bag on his shoulder, "I know you can, but this bitch isn't hurting my family anymore."

He had taken Tara's hand and was quickly leading her out of the house.

"She hasn't went into our house yet has she?"

"No," he answered guiding her out of the house, "Elyda heard noises outside, looked out the window and saw her with a group of people. All strung out. Hyped up. Elyda called Unser, whose sitting outside making sure they do anything more."

Once outside he opened her door, through her bag in the back, and walked around to the driver's side quickly, "If they are doped up, I can't have you in the line of fire baby. Especially not now," he looked down at her belly.

AN: Apparantly Jax and Tara are having the longest fucking day EVER! LOL Do you think Tara reveals too much to madame? What kind of game can Wendy be playing?

Happy 4th of July everyone! I love having the freedom to share with you these little adventures that go on in my head.