"We might deserve easy," Tara said quietly as she stared up at him. "But we don't get easy, Jax. You know that. Our lives don't do easy. We'll never be white picket fences and easy. This is hard. It's hard, and it sucks, and-" She leaned in against his shoulder, trying to even herself out. "I love you," she said quietly. "I love you, and I'm just-"

I'm so scared, Jax.

She didn't say it aloud, she instead took a second to pull in a deep breath. "I'm just tense," she said finally, quietly. "I know it'll be okay. That we'll find our way - we always do." Her fingers smoothed on Macha's furry belly. "I know it'll be okay."