Carrie just wanted to have a simple and normal life. Maybe even be happy for once in her life. Unfortunately for her, life had other plans and she is going to realize that life ain't always easy, especially when SAMCRO is involved.
"I'll stop by after work." Carrie told Donna as she picked up her bag. "It's my second to last day and the guys are going up north for Abel."
"Yeah, you want me to pick anything up?"
Carrie shook her head. "I'm not sure what I'll be craving by then," she teasingly said. "I'll see you later."
"Good luck on your second to last day," Donna called out.
"Thanks, good luck at TM." Carrie answered before closing the door behind her.
I need to stay at my own place, she thought as she shook her head.Before getting into her car. She'd been so used to staying over at the Winston's that she hardly had been to her apartment.
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"I want to come with you," Tara stated, causing him to stop walking up the stairs. "To Canada."
"No." Jax shook his head and walking towards her.
"Look I'm the only one who's not wanted. You're going to need my help."
"What I need right now, is for you to go back to work." Jax firmly stated. "You're going back to Charming and then you're going back to work."
"He's mine too." Tara argued. "I want to be with my family."
"We're not your family!" Jax raised his voice, losing his patience. "Do you not see how deep I'm buried here? You don't want this."
"Don't tell me what I want!" Tara argued. "I asked for the truth. You gave it to me. So I'm coming up north with you."
"I told you so you would stay put! You're not coming up north."
"Yes I am." Tara argued. "I'm your old lady. I should be with you when you go to bring Abel home."
"You want to be an old lady?" Jax questioned having enough of this conversation. "Then act like one and do what you're told! Pack your shit and head back to Charming!"
"I just helped your mother kill someone! That old lady enough for you?!" Tara pulled the wheel chair into view. Which still had some of the duct tape stuck onto it.
Jax stared from the wheelchair to Tara in disbelief. "What are you talking about?"
"The caretaker. She attacked your mother." Tara nervously informed him.
Jax looked down at the wheelchair, before looking back at her. "What the hell did you do?"
"I had no choice. It was self-defense," Tara looked down, furrowing her brow. Jax looked at her in disbelief as he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"I got one more," Gemma informed, setting the box down. Looking between Jax and Tara, feeling the tension between the two. "What happened?"
Jax backed away from his mother, not believing that they could have done something so stupid in the middle of everything that was going on.
