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Give me a Jax to write with, challenge.

Such a quiet night. [Sits down with a glass of wine in hand.]

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Because your mother hates us all.

-- exam room five?

-- Was that who I wanted to be? A bikers ol' lady, sitting around hospitals wondering if the next bullet would be the one that hit its mark. I couldn't do it. I refused to do it. So why, the moment I stepped foot back into the hallway, was I drawn towards --

-- rest on my shoulder, giving a gentle squeeze. 'Don't let yourself get sucked back into it, Tara. You left to get away from that life. To better yourself. Just keep reminding yourself of that.' As much as I hated to admit it to myself, she had a point. --

-- shot but not in serious condition. Mr Teller took a stray bullet to the arm. Barely grazed his skin. Just in case you were wondering.' I felt a sudden rush of calm ease over me, knowing he was okay. Which must have shown as Margaret's hand came down to --

-- Quickly making myself look busy as I grabbed a few charts off the desk, merely bobbing my head in silent response. 'There was a drug deal going down on the edge of town. One of them was shot and is in critical care, and several of the others were also --

-- I asked Margaret as I finally made it into the office. Not that it was any of my business, but since there was no sign of Jax, my curiosity piqued. 'He's in exam room five.' She said, looking at me over the top of her glasses as if reading my damn mind. --

-- Sons. Great. Just what I needed my first day back. Dipping my head and trying my best not to make any eye contact with any of them as I moved around them. Not that they made it easy for me, given I was public enemy number one. 'What's going on there?' --

-- have an income. But the next step was making sure my presence back in town would stay under the radar for as long as possible. But, of course, that wasn't possible. The moment I stepped foot inside the hospital, I came face to face with several of the --

-- with him or his damn mother. I wasn't here to relive my youth or ask for another chance. I was here because this was my home, and nothing would ever change that. Thankfully, St Thomas' was more than happy to give me my old job back so at least I would --

-- here I was. Unpacking boxes in my parents old home, which by some miracle I had chosen to let out rather than sell when I had moved in with Jax. And there lay another issue. I'd hadn't bothered to inform Jax of my return. Not when it had nothing to do --

𝘈 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. #TRoF #SoA If I had to be honest with myself, I still wasn't even sure as to why I had returned to Charming. It wasn't like my history with this place was good or that I even had a valid reason to return. Yet --