Jax snorts and shakes his head. "I was not in the military." Trying to stay away from it as much as he could, more like, but he's not fucking telling her that. John Teller had been a vet and more or less proud of it but that had never been in the cards for Jax. Even as a young teenager, he was doing small jobs for SAMCRO and by the time he was able to drive, he was committing felonies.

"What I did back home is the kind of shit you don't tell people about because it'll make people think you're crazy, a criminal, or both."