In the hall, Tara throws up her hands and tells Clay, "He's been like this since it happened. I don't know what to do." Clay tells her they'll take care of him. Then Bobby walks out and hands over the phone with, "Love on the line." Clay and Gemma check in with one another, and she asks about Half-Sack's funeral plans. "Wake tonight, funeral tomorrow," Clay tells her, and Gemma frets, "I should be there." The conversation wraps up with a few sweet sentiments, then Gemma asks for Jax. "He just jumped in the shower," Clay says with 100% honesty, then ... "Kiss Abel for me. Tell my boys I love them." Jump cut to Clay wincing all, Faaaaaaaahck me, and you can tell it's killing him to lie to Gemma about Abel. Gemma chokes up, then hangs up.
After the credits: Piney's twiddling with one of Abel's toys and everyone else is hanging out in the kitchen, presumably to give Jax the privacy to complete his toilette. (Look, that hair doesn't get that never-been-combed look right out of the shower by itself. Or does it?) Tara pulls Clay aside for a quick talk and lets him know she's got to talk to Stahl and the FBI about the abduction today. She asks how much of the truth she should tell, and Clay says, "As much as you can. We want everybody looking for Abel. Just give them the basics. The Feds know how Cameron is and his IRA ties. Just leave out the details of our association." Tara asks, "What if those details help find him?" Clay doubts they will: "Cameron killed Sack and took my grandson because Stahl lied and framed Gemma. That's the real truth." Tara's got her doubts about this line of thinking, but Clay chirks her up by telling her how ably she's stepped up after witnessing a murder and Abel's kidnapping, and "You're the best thing that happened to Jax. We're all so glad you're around." He kisses her on the forehead and heads out, meets Jax in the hall for another hug, then heads out. Jax will ride with them, but he wants a minute to talk to Tara.
The conversation starts off badly (Tara: "I think you blame me.") and goes downhill from there. Jax has apparently been thinking in the shower, and he's decided that "This has nothing to do with you. None of it does," which is a handy way to diminish how Tara's cared for his child, jeopardized her career on behalf of his club, and begun carrying the guilt over Abel's abduction. So he pulls the "baby, I'm no good for you" card, tops it with a healthy dose of self-pity ("I don't think shit through, what it does to other people") and then ... declines to think through his decision to dump Tara and what it might do to her. This is Jax being noble. Or sort of a wuss who doesn't want to have to think about anyone else's feelings right now. Your call, really.