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 and her Pappa talk about Chibs, Done while listening to 'Mountains' by Lonestar. Taken in Taru's P.O.V

Mountains

=Taru's P.O.V=

I sighed heavily as I flopped down on the couch taking up the entire thing before throwing my arm over my eyes and groaning softly. Work had been one shit storm after another, first Jen had been in an accident then the horse she was riding had been diagnosed with having seizures and unfit for riding then one of the colts had managed to escape his paddock and get in with some very gorgeous looking fillies and to top it all off I'd been forced to deal with all of Elliot's appointments because Karen had called him to pick up Tristen because she was ill at school.

"Rough day?"

I tipped my head back and looked at my pappa before nodding lightly. "Yeah, shit hit the fan and then hit the brick wall all bloody day," I took the glass he held out and grinned lightly taking a sniff. "Didn't think they'd let you bring this into the country"

"I had a friend of mine ship it over" He gave a wink and tapped the side of his nose.

I chuckled softly taking a long drink from the glass of homemade kilju; I closed my eyes savoring the taste of the black berries in it and smiled placing the glass on the coffee table. "I'm going to have to start brewing my own soon, I miss it too much"

"I bet you do," He chuckled softly. "I'll send you the method when I get back home"

"Kiitos"

He nodded lightly sitting down as I shifted to sit up. "I want to talk to you about this man you're seeing"

I arched my eyebrow slightly. "What about him? You don't approve of him?"

"No, I do, he's a very engaging young man," He sighed lightly. "It's just the life style I have a problem with," He took my hand squeezing it softly. "I've seen you hurt one too many times Myrsky, I don't want some rival of theirs to put a bullet in him, I don't want to see you hurt again"

I shook my head lightly. "I won't get hurt again pappa," I murmured softly. "If something happened to him I think I would call it quits on the romance game anyway," I sighed rubbing at the back of neck. "I loved Niko with all my heart, I really did," I was struggling with what to say. "But when I look back at everything we shared, I wonder if it was ever possible to go any further than what we did before he died, I mean look at everything I've achieved, his and Kai's deaths pushed me to do these things," I pushed back a few strands of hair staring into the liquid in my glass. "I've been beginning to wonder if Niko really was ever meant to be my soul mate, I mean with him I was..." I racked my brains for the right word. "Content to spend the rest of my life as it was then but now, now that I'm with Filip I find myself wanting to do more and more, life is exciting here, it's not just the same shit day in and day out," I exhaled and pushed back my hair before draining the glass. "He's still married you know"

"And?" He sighed softly taking my hand. "Everyone is given mountains to claim and conquer in their life Myrsky, you know this," He smiled softly. "This is no different, each time we conquer them, big or small, we come out better for it, stronger, faster, harder than before," He rubbed the back of my hand lightly. "You love him and it's obvious that he loves you, conquering this will be a walk in the park compared to what you've already conquered"

I sighed softly. "Yeah, suppose you right"

"Suppose? Love knows no boundaries Myrsky, your mummo taught me that," He smiled at the mention of my grandmother. "She taught me that class, age, sex, religion and race mean nothing to love"

I briefly recalled how my grandparents had met, he'd been nothing but a lowly errand boy before joining the Navy, he'd been considered lower class where as my mummo's family had been mid to high class, when my pappa had gone to join the Navy they'd tried to spoil their romance and marry her off to someone way out of my pappa's league but he'd prevailed, he'd asked for her hand and she'd chosen him only for her family to disown her and turf her out, the thing that had gotten to the both of them was when he reached Admiral they tried to take her back, they tried to persuade her they never meant anything they'd said and tried to buy her love back with all the finest things.

"As for this young man being your soul mate it's possible he was the one you were meant to be with all along, there's a path set out for everyone by fate; we're born and we die, what happens along the way cannot always be helped but we cannot let it hinder us, Niko dying might have been just one of those things that was destined to happen to you in order for you to meet Chibs"

I nodded lightly and stood slowly. "I'm going to go mull over everything in the shower" I stated hugging him lightly and headed down the hall towards the bathroom.

mummo = grandma

Short but sweet and simple. More will be up soon.