Jax exhaled, glad for Tara's warmth and love and the quiet strength that flowed from her. It filled up the weak parts of him like glue, making him whole and stronger for it. "Thanks babe," there weren't other words. Didn't need to be. The two of them felt whole. Solid.

"Tell me. Tell me what you can." Whatever would keep it from eating slowly away at her.

"Tell me what I need to know to keep it from happening here."

There was no rewriting that past but this future was still changeable.