Disclaimer: I do not own Sons of Anarchy it is owned by FX, Kurt Sutter and everyone else that would kick my ass legally if I didn't put this in here. I only own Taru, her horse and just about every other random that pops up in the story. This has come from the depths of my sick, insane, twisted, depraved mind and my madness fuel's it to keep going. Yet again do not own SoA if I did I wouldn't have made Jax a little whiner baby, seriously is he in or out? Anywho... yes, only own my characters, most of the plot line except for the plots that were obviously taken from the series.

What happens when you give Taru a baseball bat? Shit gets broken is what. Taken in Taru's P.O.V


Baseballs through Car Windows

=Taru's P.O.V=

I pulled into the street leading to Teller-Morrow and raised an eyebrow before pulling up and watching Filip, Tig, Juice and Half-Sack in the middle of the street playing a makeshift game of baseball. I sat watching them for a few minutes before pulling into the Teller-Morrow lot and parking near the exit.

"Hey Finland! Come play"

I shook my head lightly as I leant against one of the cars parked on the road. "Can't run"

"I'll make your runs then"

I raised an eyebrow slightly in Tig's direction. "You been at the reds again?"

He grinned lightly. "Maybe, but come on, play for my team, Juice sucks at hittin' the ball"

I rolled my eyes lightly and held out my hand for the bat to take Tig's turn at batting. "Fine, if someone gets hurt it's your fault" I stated pointing the end of the bat at him.

"No one's going to get hurt"

I cracked a grin. "Just about every time I pick up a bat someone gets hurt or shit gets broken"

"Aw come on love, ya not goin' on the opposin' team are ya?"

"Just make sure you duck kulta, don't want to break that handsome face of yours" I called back getting ready to swing.

"Ya wouldn't do that would ya?"

"You've felt how hard I can swing"

Filip grinned lightly getting ready to throw the ball. I readied my swing and gave Filip a light nod before swinging as he threw the ball.

I winced slightly and went wide eyed as the ball smashed through the windscreen of a parked car. "Holy shit," I murmured softly and placed a hand over my mouth before grinning and turned to Tig. "Told you!"

I rested my eyes of Clay and Bobby as they pulled up and threw the bat at Half-Sack. "It wasn't me!" I called out seeing their eyes head towards the car.

"Hey! Don't blame it on me"

"You're the one holding the bat prospect" Bobby stated nodding to the bat in his hands.

"But..."

I slapped Tig's arm. "I told you shit would get broken"

He shrugged lightly rubbing at his arm. "It'll be fine"

I shook my head lightly and glanced up at Filip as he hooked an arm around my shoulders. "Come on; let's get ya inside before ya cause anymore damage"

I gave a light nod and hooked my arm around his waist under his kutte and leant into him before throwing a winning grin at Half-Sack. "Sorry love but it had to be done"


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