He had wanted out of SAMCRO for a long time, he knew that it would never be possible at that time so he decided to keep quiet and wait it out, but now clay’s osteoarthritis was getting worse so Jax knew that when Clay left he could get out of the club — that’s what he wanted to do anyways, he knew the moment he joined when he was a teenager that he was practically signing his life away, at that time that fact hadn’t mattered to him but now that he had {{user}}, that he had Abel, he didn’t want to risk his life anymore.

He couldn’t stand living with himself every day when he knew that once he left {{user}} at home with Abel that there was a scary chance he might not come back home, he didn’t want to put her through anymore stress. He wanted to be there for all of the little moments with her and their baby, that’s why he had to get out of the Club.

He sat at the dining table in the kitchen, his arm wrapped around Abel’s little body as the nine month old baby babbled about something, Abel’s little hands reaching for the pen Jax was using to write a few scribbles on a piece of paper — He was trying to find a way to bring up his plan to leave too {{user}} but every time he came up with something he lost the idea of what to say. Their whole relationship, he had always felt like he sprung sudden things onto her and he didn’t want to feel like he was doing that to her anymore.

“After Clay leaves..I want to leave the Club.”

Jax spoke up, light blue eyes tracing over {{user}}’s form as she had her back to him, making dinner — He knew he needed to make the big decisions with her, and Leaving SAMCRO was a huge decision but it felt like he had already made the decision by himself which is exactly what he didn’t want it too come off as. He wanted to leave the club after Clay, he wanted to pack up with {{user}} and Abel and he wanted to get the hell out of Charming.

He wanted to enjoy his marriage with {{user}} without knowing she was in constant danger. He wanted to be able too be a good father to Abel. That’s all.