AN: I know, I know. I've been hiding, but my muse deserted me, but
she seems to have come back with a vengeance today. I've been working
on the next chapter of Second Chance at Forever and then this just
popped into my head. I had to take a break and get it down cause it was
messing with SCaF.
I'm in love with Sons of Anarchy,
but sometimes it really ticks me off. So this is just my take on what
Tara should do. Picks up at the end of SoA 305.
I own nothing.
Claiming My Place
Lying
in bed, stroking my belly just below my navel, I can't help but think
of Jax. I know what he's doing and I know why. He's protecting me, but
see the problem with Jax and his misguided notions is this. I'm his Old
Lady and with Gemma out of the loop and chained to that hospital bed,
I'm the head Old Lady around here and I refuse to let her down. Not to
mention, refusing to raise this baby alone. Not only that, but everyone
in Charming knew I was Jax Teller's Old Lady. Guess what that gets me
without the family's protection? A great big fucking target on my back.
The Chinese, the One-Niners, and the Mayans all know who I am and where
to fucking find me. Not a good position to be in, in my opinion.