"Shit," Jax huffs out, eyes wide. There's a healthy little girl growing inside Tara, their baby girl. "Look at her. Look at her."

Holy shit. Holy shit.. He feels the same way; every day their little girl grows and her heart pumps strong is a step down the path that carries them away from that murder scene.

"Holy shit, Tara." He laughs gain and grabs er for a kiss.