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.

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Wild Side – Motley Crue

Kneel down ye sinners, to
Streetwise religion
Greed's been crowned the new King
Hollywood dream teens
Yesterday's trash queens
Save the blessings for the final ring-
AMEN

Breakfast

=Taru's P.O.V=

I hummed softly in time with the music as I shifted my weight from my injured leg to my good one before grabbing the milk off the counter and measuring out some into a cup before pouring it into the bowl in front of me.

"Jesus love, don't ya ever fuckin' rest?" Filip murmured wrapping his arms around my waist leaning onto my shoulder. "Ya only got out of the 'ospital yesterday afternoon; ya should still be out like a light"

I grinned softly shrugging as I started to mix the batter. "I'll sleep when I'm dead Filip," I stated leaning back against him. "You know that"

He sighed softly pressing a kiss against the patch of skin just behind my ear before pulling away and grabbing the coffee pot from the coffee maker before pouring out a cup for himself and leaning against the counter watching me with that smirk on his lips that made me want to drop everything and have him carry me off to bed but the doctor had actually sat us down before I left and told us, quite seriously, we couldn't engage in sexual activities for at least a few weeks since all my injuries were still quite fresh and still in the process of healing, true to form neither of us liked it one bit.

Being out of the hospital had lifted my mood drastically, being away from all those chemical smells, away from the death and sorrow that seeped through the halls, away from the machines that screamed when something was wrong, being away from all that had lifted my spirit making me see that I had indeed survived, once again, a near death experience.

I tipped the batter into the frying pan and glanced at Filip out the corner of my eye. "What the hell are you staring at?"

A grin slipped to his lips. "Appreciating the view"

I rolled my eyes. "Well if you're going to stand around 'appreciating the view' you can hand me that plate," I nodded to the plate on the counter. "So you ever going to show me what you got inked on your arm?" I nodded to the covered piece of flesh.

"Later" He grinned.

I rolled my eyes before looking up as my grandfather entered. "Morning pappa"

"Morning Myrsky," He grumbled softly shuffling past us to get a drink of coffee before looking my spot at the stove. "Shouldn't you still be fast asleep in bed?"

I shrugged lightly. "Sleep later"

"Did you take you meds?"

I rolled my eyes. "No"

He handed the bottle of meds to me. "Come on, you'll be back in the hospital if you don't"

I sighed softly leaning against the counter and grimaced as I swallowed them dry before returning to my cooking and shot Filip a soft glare as he started laughing softly.

I shifted slightly and leant against the seat of my pickup; Filip had forced me to hand over my keys and refused to give them back. I rolled my eyes pouting softly as he pulled up into the Teller-Morrow forecourt and backed into one of the spaces outside the workshop.

I nudged the door open and slipped out before looking to Filip as he pulled his hair back from his face into a knot and threw the keys back at me.

"I 'ear ya been drivin' and I'll spank ya myself Taru"

I grinned. "That a promise handsome?"

"Aye ya can bet ya life it is"

I glanced to my grandfather as he shook his head lightly. "I don't need to listen to the things you do behind closed doors Myrsky"

"Hey, you've heard worse things come out of my mouth I'm sure"

He paused for a second before nodding and laughing. "Yes, yes I have, words that should never come out of a young woman's mouth"

"Young?" I snorted softly. "I'm not young anymore, getting old," I threw him a grin. "I fucking feel it too"

He grabbed some of the plates and handed a bottle to me. I looked at it and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Set up a brewery while I was out did you?"

He nodded. "I'll show you when we get back home"

I nodded leaning onto my crutches and headed towards the clubhouse before stepping through, not many people were there yet, mainly Gemma and some of the crow eaters and sweetbutt's setting up all the food on the bar.

"Mornin' baby," Gemma smiled warmly drawing me into a hug. "You look better"

"Well now that the life isn't being leeched out of me by four white wash walls I'm beginning to feel better too"

She nodded taking a bottle and looking at it. "Do I dare ask?"

I jerked my head towards my grandfather. "Compliments of my pappa who decided to turn my house into his own personal brewery," I grinned softly. "Its homemade kilju and knowing my pappa he's got to brewing at least three different types, this one's got black berries in it"

She nodded putting it on the counter before steering me to a seat. "Sit and get comfortable, I'm sure Chibs can be a gentleman and get you want you need"

I nodded lightly before looking up at Tig as he wandered out of the hallway. "Morning Tigger"

He rubbed his eyes looking at me and grinned. "Morning Finland" He gave me a lazy hug and shifted over to the counters surveying the foods before Gemma batted him away with a whip of the tea towel over her shoulder.

"Mornin'" Jax called as he entered, Abel held against him.

"Morinin' brother" Filip gave him a hug before grinning and whisking Abel away from him coming to sit beside me as Jax went to Gemma to see what else needed doing.

I grinned softly tickling Abel's belly and smiled listening to him gurgle happily as Tara sat down across from us.

"How's your leg?"

"Fine," I held up a hand to stop her from talking. "And before you ask yes I have taken my pills this morning"

She smiled laughing softly and nodded. "Good"

It wasn't long until more people started to show up and sit around waiting for everyone else.

"Here" I glanced at the plate that was put in front of me as Filip took his seat next to me again.

"Thank you"

He nodded shifting in his seat as Opie gave a yell. "Hey, Lyla's got something she wanted to say"

Lyla smiled blushing slightly as she flashed the ring on her finger. "We're getting married"

A round of cheers went up for them, cups raised all round as we toasted them on their good news before settling back down to eat, drink and chat.

I'm feeling generous today so I'm posting two chaps, I have most of the bones for the next story all set into one delectable intricate skeleton (I'm just missing a few minor bones right now) so I'm starting to work on bits and pieces for that as well as putting the finishing touches onto the last few chapters for this story. It's gonna take me a while to get the first few chaps out since I'm going to be working on Stolen Tune, Thrive, and a new story called Odyssey Into Hell.