"I'm right here," he promised, holding her as tightly as he could. "I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere."

When she kissed him it was like a sigh of relief. All the tension drained out because Tara finally looked at him with something other than fear. Those words meant so much right now. Her kiss felt like more than any other kiss he'd had lately. It was symbolic of something now, of him having a chance to banish that fear that haunted Tara's face.

Eggs, coffee, toast, making up the couch into a bed if need be. They could all wait until after Jax kissed her.