Everything she'd done, everything she had to do, it melted into the background because for now, for just these minutes until she woke up, until she got back her sanity, until whatever the hell had happened changed back, she had him. She had him, not the man who was alone in a room full of people, who was so eaten up by the club and violence that he'd turned into the man he'd despised.

"Don't change," she said as she pulled back slightly, her hands cupping the back of his neck, the bandage rough against his skin. "Don't change. I need- I need you to stay." She finally opened her eyes, looking up at him. "I need you, Jax. I can't do this anymore. I can't." It wasn't just wanting the good old days, it was that without him, she'd lost everything. She'd lost him, and she'd lost everything.

She looked up at him, her hand finding his cheek. "I love you. I would do anything to keep you." Her eyes shined with tears that she had yet to shed, and she tried to blink them away, the small smile on her face was one of self-deprecation. "You have no idea what's going on, I know that, but just- I need you to know that. That I have never, ever stopped loving you, I just- I had to try." She had to try to save their sons.