Club Doc & Teller Heart

Your muse catches my muse being unknowingly seductive while eating an icecream/ice Lolly/popsicle

Some of it he doesn’t understand, not completely. But he has no intentions of leaving her after he finally gets her back to herself. Much as there will be some work between them, he loves her and can’t imagine life without her. It’ll take time, but they’ll get through it once she’s better. 

She just needs help to get better.  It's not something that just happens.  She needs some help to get there.  She needs reassurance and love more than anything, and for people to make her feel like she has to get better.  Because right now she's 'comfortable' just being at home with the baby and not going out with her at all.

Jax blinked up at Chibs, glad that he’s here and able to answer some questions. Also glad that Chibs can take over looking over Colette while he tries to wrap his brain around the fact that if things went well he could have his wife back. Much as he didn’t want Colette caught in the crossfire, he wanted her back more than anything. His kids needed her, but most of all he needed Tara. She was his compass, and his heart, and he’s been hollow since she died, lost in a sea of feeling too much and not knowing how to sail the sea of his turmoil. “Tell me who killed you, Tara. An’ I’ll make’em bleed for you.” His voice is hard, the killer in him taking over because this is something he can focus on to keep him moving. 

Can she still be considered "current" when she's been dead for months?  Or has that title reverted back to who it belonged to before she took the mantle?  The person that caused all this trouble and hurt.  The person whom she can't name.  Can't tell him who did this to her.  Who separated their children from their mother.  Separated him from his wife.

It’s an easier way to bring her back, few deaths instead of many, less to wear on her conscious verses the potential innocent people she may hurt by trying to just steal energy to do so. And even now she’s hurting Jax some, little as he’s complaining about it if it means he can see his wife. 

When Chibs bursts into the room, it startles her.  He's done what she's attempting to manage.  And well, he's half in and half out, isn't he?  Half dead.  She sighs softly when Chibs informs Jax what she needs as he scoops up the crumpled madam and cradles her to his chest.  Tara reaches out and touches a lock of Colette's golden hair.  "Take her to St. Thomas, Chibs.  They'll fix her."  Colette's not in too bad of shape, but she's losing blood with the loss of the child.

There’s a low groan of pain as he’s pulled at, body slumping a little as he loses that energy to his dead wife. His nose already starts to drip slowly, though he can’t stop his eyes from staying on her as she materializes, a choked sound slipping from his throat. Feeling her around him, like she never left him, is a lot different than being able to actually see her.

This is not the way for her to stay.  She could pull enough energy from people she's around to stay, but it would kill them in the end.  There will be two deaths, the way she wants to come back, instead of many.

He’s trying so hard to not show how hard it is when he’s around Katie, because he knows she’s going through so much. But it is hard, and he’s snippier around the guys and he is trying everything he knows to help any way he can. But he’s only one man. And Katie needs more help than he knows how to give. 

It's sad, but true.  It's going to take a lot to bring her back to herself.  Tara's just hoping when it's all said and done, Ian will understand that Katie was going through some bad shit, and let it go rather than holding it all against her.  Because the last thing Katie's going to need is Ian leaving her because she's too much work.

There’s something in there with them.  Could Tara really be there?  Tortured with this latest betrayal?  No.  That had to be her mind playing tricks.  Emotional.  Maybe it’s the wind.  

Tara finally slumps when he asks her to stop.  When he speaks to her.  He knows she's there.  Moving towards him, she reaches out, pulling energy from the three people in the room enough to start to become corporeal.  The two adults will be fine---bloody noses will be the worst, but well, the baby has to die for the ritual anyway.  

Ian’s been afraid to leave her too long right now because of everything, and he’s just glad that her father understands, as does the rest of the club. They’re making allowances for him because he needs to be there for Katie when no one else is being allowed to be near her or Sienna. But he’ll be glad that Alexis is here to help. 

He needs a reprieve from Katie duty.  Even Katie's aware that she's putting way too much on her husband but she can't help it.  It's hard on on him.  She loves him and Si so much that it tears her heart up even more that she's being such a burden on him.

She notices the distraction, but in the state she’s in, she doesn’t let it register.  She bypasses it.  She leans into his fingers, her eyes welling a little bit.  ”I’m sorry, Jax.  I…I didn’t think it’d happen, but…I’m pregnant.”  There.  She’s said it.  She’s told him what her bad news is.  What will screw up her budding relationship with his VP (whom she’s been having coffee with three mornings every week), and even with him.  Who would want her to be pregnant?

Rage and hurt.  RAGE.  Tara doesn't know what to do.  There's not enough things in the entire world to tear apart.  She screams, shoving the rest of the papers and personal mementos of that whore of his, right onto the floor.  He's curled around her, protecting her.  Why didn't he protect ME?!   Why didn't HE SAVE ME!!!