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.

Taru finds out about Chibs' nephew and brother. Taken in Taru's P.O.V

Emails

=Taru's P.O.V=

"What're you doing?" I asked peering over Filip's shoulder as I leant on the back of the chair he was sitting on, my laptop set up on the kitchen table before him.

"Just checkin' my emails"

I grinned lightly. "Really? You have an email?" I blinked a few times before shaking my head lightly and turned away to make some coffee.

"Aye I do, is it really that 'ard ta believe?"

"Fuck yeah," I murmured searching through my cupboards to find the coffee before yawning loudly and stretching. "So who's been emailing you?"

"My nephew"

I arched my eyebrow lightly and turned towards him. "Nephew?"

"Aye, Padraic"

"Irish?"

"Half"

I furrowed my brow shutting the cupboard over before looking into the coffee can with disappointment. "I have no coffee" I stated.

"Aye, ya were supposed ta go shoppin' yesterday," I glanced over at Filip as he grinned. "But we got caught up doin' somethin' else"

A small smile slipped to my lips before I looked back to my empty coffee can. "But I now have no coffee and lack of caffeine in my system makes me cranky, also makes me a complete and utter bitch"

"Well then why don't ya go and get some?"

I yawned. "Because I'm too god damn lazy to go and get dressed," I stated with a grin before throwing the can in the bin. "Now onto another topic," I stated hitting the switch on the kettle. "You have a nephew; you failed to tell me this until now"

"I did?"

I nodded. "Yes, yes you did," I took a seat at the small table and watched Buster come padding in from outside lazily. "Since he's your nephew I'm going to guess you have a sibling"

"Had a sibling"

I frowned lightly and traced a pattern across the edge of the table cloth. "I take it this story doesn't have a happy ending?"

"Nay, not really," He sighed softly shutting the lid of the laptop. "My older brother, Douglas, 'e was killed in a riot about five years after little Padraic was born," He said pushing the laptop away. "'e was still a kid, barely out of 'is teens when 'is wife got pregnant"

"How come you never told me?" I asked wrapping a hand over his.

"Never really thought about it much" He shrugged lightly before glancing back at the kettle as it clicked off.

I smiled softly standing and pressing a kiss to his forehead before heading over to the counter to make my tea.

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