Disclaimer: I do not own Sons of Anarchy, it's owned my the amazing Kurt Sutter, FX and everyone else who has the money to kick my ass in court if I don't have this up here. I do however 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 as do all my lovely fans that keep reading and reviewing.

HaylsValo: The baby? In all honestly? False positive. I couldn't honestly see Taru get rid of a child because everything that happened with her son, if she had indeed been pregnant I'm pretty sure she would have found someway to tough it out even through all the bullshit going on.

vilis91: Haha, female logic, you've just got to love it. Shit will definitely be between them, you'll get to hear more from Chibs and the boys soon, not the next chap but the one afterwards.

The Warrior's Code – Dropkick Murphy's

It's another murderous right
Another left hook from hell
A bloody war on the boardwalk
And the kid from Lowell rises to the bell

Day Pass

=Taru's P.O.V=

"Please, please, please, please, please..." I begged. "I'm going even more fucking insane than I already am sitting in this god damn room, please I'm begging you here Tara," I clasped my hands together giving her the most pathetic look I could. "Please, it's killing me enough, I just want to go home out for a while, see Buster and my horses, get a god damn haircut"

She sighed softly rolling her eyes. "Fine, I'll see what I can do"

"Yes!" I gave a grin and a triumphant yell. "Thank you, thank you, thank you" I was hyper from being cooped up for so long and it was really starting to get to me.

"I said I'd see what I could do, not that you could actually go out"

I shrugged lightly. "It's as good as a yes, do me a favour and ring Tigger, get him to bring me a change of clothes"

She sighed lightly chuckling softly before nodding. "Alright, I'll be back in a few minutes"

I waited as patiently as I could, fingers drumming on the table across my lap as I waited for Tara to return. I hummed softly and snapped my head towards the door as she came back. "Well?"

"You've got three hours"

"Three hours? What the hell am I supposed to do with three hours?" I huffed softly and nudged the table away. "Fine, three hours, now get Tigger on the damn phone so I can go"

"He's already on the way, Kozik's coming with him," She stated and held out a bottle of pills. "They're encase you need them and the boys are bringing some clothing with them for you"

I grinned softly. "Thank you"

She nodded lightly leaving the room. "I'll be back with a set of crutches for you to use"

I gave a nod and settled back against my pillows with a grin plastered to my lips.

I looked up as Tig and Kozik entered. "About damn time"

"Sorry Finland, he drives like a grandma" Tig stated jerking his head towards Kozik who roughly pushed him.

"Shut up man, at least I can drive"

Tig took a threatening step towards him clenching his fist.

I rolled my eyes lightly and shoved back at covers. "Boys pack it in otherwise I'll be forced to crack both your skulls together to knock some fucking sense into you," I stated. "Now gimme" I motioned to the bag in Tig's hands.

He handed it over and pulled out his phone looking at the time. "So what're we doing first?"

"First I'm getting fucking changed so either get out or pull the curtain across so I can" I stated shifting to the edge of the bed and standing with my weight heavily on my left leg, my right leg still not strong enough to carry too much weight.

I rifled through the bag and grinned yanking out my favored H.I.M hoodie. "Aw, you remembered Tig"

"'Course I did Finland"

I grinned lightly yanking the cargo pants and shirt free from the bag as well as the underwear, socks and a bra. "Now out" I stated turning my back to them as Kozik pulled the sheet across for me.

I yanked my underwear and cargo pants on wincing as they snagged on my bandage and quickly pulled my bra and shirt on, I glanced down grinning softly at the SAMCRO logo scrawled across the front and pulled my hoodie on sitting on the edge of the bed and grunted softly trying to pull my sock and shoes on. "Tigger!"

He pulled the curtain back and glanced in before looking at the socks and shoes in my hands. "Hell no"

"Fine, Kozik can you help the Finn who's going to kick Tig's ass when she's better?" I called waiting for his blonde head to pop around Tig and look to what I was asking.

"Sure" He gave a nod kneeling on the floor to help me.

"Taru!"

I grinned at the petite brunette secretary as she stood from behind her desk. "The one and only"

She hugged me tightly and looked to the crutches. "Shouldn't you be laid up in hospital still?"

"Three hour pass, how're my boys?"

"They must know something's up, Harry brought Dev and Rocky in this morning with no trouble and Duke's perked up a bit too"

I chuckled lightly leaning heavily into my crutches. "I better go and see them then"

She nodded hurrying past to open the door for me. I gave her a light nod before looking to Tig and Kozik, both standing leaning against the van waiting for me.

"So what now?"

I raised my eyebrow lightly and rolled my eyes. "Now I go and say hello to my boys Blondie" I stated turning and heading in the direction of the stallion block that rested along the left side of the driveway.

I nudged open the double doors and heard a loud overjoyed whinny followed by two others before they all started again, their whinnies screaming out loudly as Tig pushed the doors shut behind us. I grinned softly looking towards Dev, his head sticking out over the top of his door turned towards us, he raised it high and screamed out another whinny and he started to paw at the ground in front of him rattling the door of his stall.

I hopped towards him passing Chance and Rocky and saying hello to both of them quickly before coming to stop in front of Dev, he snorted softly blowing out through his nostrils onto my chest. I grinned softly stroking his cheek as he butted his head against my chest and rested it there before nudging my hoodie pocket. I grinned softly pulling out a marshmallow and rested my forehead against his as he plucked it gently from my palm.

"So all this land is yours?"

I glanced back at Kozik and nodded. "Bought it from Elliot about six or so months back" I stated scratching the jet black fur under Dev's forelock before watching his ears pin right back against his head as he twisted it around my side to gnash his teeth at Kozik.

Tig started laughing. "Someone really doesn't like you" He managed to get out between laughs.

Kozik shot Tig a dirty look before taking a step back out of Dev's range. "Is he really that dangerous?"

I shrugged lightly. "The scar across my eye is from him," I said motioning to my scar before stroking the length of Dev's face. "Other than that he's just a big baby with a few exceptions"

"Exceptions?"

"Well like he's a full stallion, he's only nasty to those he doesn't like, you know the usual things"

"So he's like a human then?"

I nodded lightly. "You'd be surprised, horses can feed off our emotions, they know when something's wrong, they know when something's making you sad or depressed"

"You've only got three hours Finland; we've wasted an hour already"

I rolled my eyes slightly. "Next is Floyd's I need a fucking haircut"

"Why don't you just grow it out?"

"Do you want to sit there and brush it out every day for me?" I asked giving Tig a pointed look.

He shut his mouth throwing his fingers up at me before turning away to light a cigarette. "Just hurry up"

I slapped his arm roughly. "Stay here then, I need to go see Duke" I stated heading towards the paddocks.

While I was writing this I was surfing Youtube and looking at vids posted of Soldiers coming home to their families and found some of soldiers coming home to their pets, it's really quite a touching thing to watch when you see a dog that hasn't seen their owner in X amount of months finally seeing them for the first time.

Next chap, oh yes next chap, I couldn't resist it, it had to happen, shit is going to hit the proverbial fan.