Disclaimer - The characters of this fanfiction, as well as the 'Sons of Anarchy' world belong to Kurt Sutter, with the exception of 'Boo' Morrow, who is an original character created by me. I make no profit from this work.

Sorry I didn't finish this before Christmas, I just kinda lost my will to write for a while. Still not really got it but I'm really going to try and get it back by just writing anyways! Will try and get the rest of this up over the next day or so! Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and New Year!

What Happened? - Tig tells Boo what happened to Missy

Tig never thought for one second that he'd ever tell the tragic tale of Missy's death ever again.

Least of all to Boo.

But she'd asked and asked about it, insisting that he'd feel better for talking about it, until eventually, he'd caved in.

"It's ok Tig, you can tell me anything." Boo insisted as she laced her fingers with Tig's.

"I know kid." Tig nodded. "Just don't like to tell this story is all..." But he told it anyway.

Missy was still only a few years old that fateful Christmas, Tig's second without his young daughters, but had grown into a huge beast of a dog.

With Tig however she was loveable and soppy as anything...

"Look Lemonhead, you can crash here for a few nights but don't think you're moving in or anything!" Tig said to Kozik a month before Christmas, who needed a place to crash after getting evicted.

"Calm down Tiggy, I'll be gone before you know it!" the blond replied with a grin as he dumped his bags on the couch.

"Get those off of there man!" Tig growled, chucking the bags to the floor. "That's where Missy sits!"

Kozik just rolled his eyes and moved his bags elsewhere.

Soon the dog tottered in from the kitchen, where she'd been eating dinner, and sniffed and investigated the new house-guest cautiously.

Kozik froze with fear, more scared of Missy than he'd like to admit, but soon relaxed when she barked happily and wagged her tail in welcome.

"Hey there girl!" Kozik grinned, patting her head. "Aren't you lovely!"

Tig just stood to one side and scowled, unhappy that his beloved Missy had taken to Kozik so quickly...

Before long those few nights turned into a few weeks and Christmas rolled around with Kozik still living at Tig's.

Tig, unlike the year before, had an hours visitation with Dawn and Fawn that morning meaning that he was leaving Missy alone with Kozik, something he wasn't keen on doing since the time the blond had taken her on a walk and lost her for over 5 hours...

"Just leave her be shithead, don't try and walk her! Remember what happened last time!" Tig called out as he walked out the door.

"Sure thing Tiggy!" Kozik replied as he settled himself in front of the TV with a 6pack, leaving the SAA certain that he wouldn't be so stupid as to try and walk Missy.

When Tig returned a little over an hour later, deflated for having seen his children for so little a time but full of Christmas cheer, he found the apartment empty.

"Motherfucker!" he spat, marching back out the door and hoping on his bike.

Before long he was speeding round Charming, passing family's playing with their Christmas gifts in the rather warm morning sunshine or taking walks with their own dogs but not once did he see any sign of Kozik or Missy.

He rode around for what seemed like hours before given up and going to Teller-Morrow, hoping that one of the guys had heard from or seen Kozik.

Instead he found Kozik there all alone, looking pale and shaken, an icepack on his wrist.

"Where the hell is Missy you fucking impotent little shithead!" Tig growled as he slammed Kozik against the wall.

"I don't know!" Kozik slurred, shaking his head the best he could. "She saw a cat and went after it... I couldn't hold on! Then she just disappeared!"

Tig spat in the obviously drunk Kozik's face before turning on his heel and walking straight back out onto the lot, too worried for his beloved dog to even give Kozik so much as an answer.

He went straight home, knowing that after last time, Missy would try and find her way back there, but she wasn't there.

He waited impatiently for a short while, shaking and pacing the entire time, before hopping on his bike and going out to search for Missy once again.

By the time night had fallen, Tig had searched Charming twice over with no success and was about to give in and call the police when he noticed a commotion outside Lumpy's café.

His stomach immediately dropped to his knee's and he pulled over, despite the dread and fear that had started to creep over him.

Before he could work through the small crown, he was grabbed by Hale, who had just joined the force.

"Tig, I don't think..." he began, before trailing off and going pink, obviously too afraid to continue.

Tig paled and gulped, knowing in that moment that Missy was at the centre of all that commotion and that she was dead.

"It's her isn't it?" he asked Hale, who often passed him as he walked Missy and stopped to lavish some attention on the dog.

Tig's voice was hoarse with emotion, throat tight, eyes filled with tears but he stayed strong, clenching his fists tight to hold himself together.

He wasn't going to break down in front of Hale.

"Yes." Hale nodded, barely above a whisper.

"What happened to her?" Tig asked, wanting to be prepared for that horrific moment he stepped through the crowds and saw his girl...

"She was hit by a car... it ran right over her. She died straight away Tig, she barely suffered much pain a-"

Tig shook his head, held up a hand to silence Hale. He didn't want his bullshit apologies or assurances that Missy hadn't suffered.

"Of course she fucking suffered! Are you stupid or something?" Tig barked, red in the face with the anger that was pushing aside his grief for Missy. "She was hit by a goddamn car Hale, of course she was in pain!"he added, hot tears spilling down his cheeks as he raged at the young officer.

Before Hale could respond or make some sort of protest, Tig had pushed through the crowd towards his beloved Missy.

He didn't say anything when he saw her, looking very much like she was sleeping under the blanket someone had tucked her in.

Tig didn't dare open the blanket up and nor did he dare too look at the sticky blood stain on the pavement, he simply ducked down and picked Missy up, walked back through the crowds with her in his arms and a defiant look on his face.

He didn't want to show any pain, any sort of vulnerability in front of the people of Charming.

He walked for a long time until he came across the small park where he took Missy every morning. He found her favourite tree, the one where Missy would sit under on hot days and laid her under it before going to the small hut where the gardeners tools where kept and stealing a shovel.

He dug a grave for Missy right there under that tree, getting angrier and more upset each time e dug the shovel back into the soil under the tree.

By the time he was done he was crying openly, so close to breaking down he had to give himself a little shake to stop himself from doing so.

He could break down when Missy was in her final resting place...

He placed Missy in the hole he'd dug for her, added in with her the treats he kept in his cut pocket for her so she wouldn't go hungry before giving her one last stroke, one last kiss.

"I love you girl." he said into her ear. "I'll never forget you Miss, I'll think of you every single fucking day I promise!"

And then before his emotions could get the better of him, Tig filled in the grave and marked it with a large rock he found by the path...

He finished out his Christmas sitting atop of Missy's grave, back against the rock, lost entirely to his grief, his pain. He wept, he cursed, he yelled and raged but nothing made him feel better...

When he returned to the clubhouse the next morning having not slept at all, he found that his brothers were already at church and waiting for him, having heard of what had happened...

They had already put Kozik's transfer to a vote, with Clay voting for Tig, knowing damn well what his vote would be.

The club unanimously decided to send Kozik to Tacoma.

And Kozik was already gone...

Tig didn't know he he was thankful to his brothers or not, for one the one hand he dearly wanted to wrap his hands around Kozik's neck and strangle the life out of him.

But on the other, nothing, not even murdering Kozik, would bring back Missy...

So he just thanked his brothers and went to the apartment where he immediately crashed, not waking for over 24 hours...

"Tig, I'm so sorry..." Boo said, wrapping her arms around her guardians neck.

Tig had gone silent, pale, as soon as he'd finished telling her the story of Missy's death. It was obvious to Boo that he just wanted to give in once again to his grief, but that he didn't want to for her sake. And because he was likely to be unable to stop...

"It's done kid, can't bring her back now!" Tig shrugged fighting hard to sound indifferent. He failed miserably, his cracked and broken voice making it obvious how much pain he was in.

Boo just nodded, knowing how much pain Tig was in and said no more on the matter. She knew Tig well enough to know he'd not say another word about Missy...

Later that night, as Boo slept, Tig snuck out of the apartment and headed to the place where Missy was buried, stealing a load of flowers from someone's yard as he went.

He placed them on the spot that haunted him everyday, leaned against the rock that still marked Missy's final resting place and lit a cigarette, smoking the whole thing before he said a word.

"Hey girl..." he said in way of greeting, fumbling for the photo he kept of her in his wallet at the same time. "Sorry it's been a while..."

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