Jax closed the door only long enough to undo the chain and open the door wide. He started to smile only to find himself staring down the nose of Tara's gun.

"Whoa. Easy...Tara..." What was going on. He knew she'd gotten into some shit back home while he'd been in Belfast but they had to have done something...Something insane had to have happened.

"There's no motel...I live here. Abel's in his crib. He's asleep." Only then did he register the baby at her side and he inhaled sharply. "Is that...is that ours?"