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.

City – Hollywood Undead

Let's watch this city burn
From the skylines on top of the world
Till there's nothing left of her
Let's watch this city burn the world

Is This The End?

=Taru's P.O.V=

I stood with Filip by the boxing ring outside the clubhouse, forehead resting lightly against him; one hand laced with his the other resting on his cheek stroking the scars there softly. "You come back understand me?"

He nodded pressing a light kiss to my lips holding my cheeks in his hands. "Jimmy pays for all the years of pain and sufferin' 'e's caused anyone and everyone, I'm not lettin' him walk away, not today"

I nodded exhaling softly. "Just be careful"

He nodded. "Go 'ome after everything's settled down and I'll meet ya there" He murmured placing a deeper kiss to my lips and brushing his thumb down my cheek.

I nodded letting him go, I had no idea what plan they'd concocted between them all but it was going to be trouble if it all went south.

"He'll be fine Myrsky" My grandfather rested his hand on my shoulder lightly.

I nodded lightly watching them all leave and exhaled softly, my guts churning slightly as we headed back inside to wait for this to all be over.

I stood with Tara and Gemma by Lowen's car watching the ATF vans and cars roll in, confusion setting in deep as to why they were here, it had only been twenty minutes since Tara had rolled up with the prospects and Jimmy in the trunk of her Cutlass.

I watched Stahl slip out of her car before pulling off her sunglasses and heading towards us, a fake smile plastered on her lips.

"Good afternoon," She made a beeline for Clay. "Where's Jimmy O?" She stopped and waited for an answer before getting impatient. "Ok, look, I can have a dozen agents here in twenty minutes and they'll shred this white trash shithole"

Clay moved his eyes from Stahl to the agent beside her before relenting. "Get him"

I narrowed my eyes at Stahl as she smiled a sickly sweet fake smile.

"Good to see you're out of the hospital Taru"

I bit back the growl in my throat and held my tongue between my teeth settling for cursing her out in my head instead. I moved my eyes to Jax as Stahl started towards the garage, he seemed on edge, like something wasn't quite right with the situation.

Two agents grabbed Jimmy and cut his binding as they hauled him out of the trunk of the Cutlass. "Thank goodness for the American justice system"

"Jimmy O'Phelan, you're being taken into custody on suspicion of conspiracy of committing a terrorist criminal act"

Jimmy grinned turning towards the boys. "Sorry things didn't work out the way you planned boys," He turned away. "Luck of the Irish though, yeah?"

Clay looked to Stahl as she stopped beside him, two folders in her hands. "How'd you know he was here?"

There was a heavy pause as she slowly turned to face Jax, it dawned on me as to why, the two folders, them following Jax in here and why the blonde VP seemed so uneasy.

The realization dawned in Jax's eyes and on his face as Stahl held up one of the folders. "Because your VP made a deal"

Clay turned to look at Jax as he started towards Stahl. "You son of a bitch!"

"What is she talking about?" Clay asked as one of the other agents pushed Jax back.

"You made a deal for Jimmy?" Tig stepped closer to Jax. "What?" He snarled looking at Jax with hate.

"I did it for the club"

"You ratted?" Jax stumbled forward as Bobby shoved him from behind. "You ratted?"

"I had no choice, look at everything we've been facing" Jax yelled, tempers beginning to run high.

I looked to Gemma as she wrapped a hand around my wrist, her other hand going to her mouth as fear seeped into her eyes. I shifted slightly placing my other hand over hers giving it a soft reassuring squeeze.

"Wait a minute, all this time we've been tracking Jimmy and you knew you were going to turn him over to this bitch" Clay snarled the words at Jax trying to wrap his head around it.

"He blew up five of our men," Juice growled looking Jax in the eyes with as much hate as he could muster. "Chibs lost his nephew and nearly lost his old lady"

"I know, I'm sorry"

Gemma let go of my wrist rushing forward only to be stopped by Bobby. "No, no, it wasn't his fault, she made him do it, really, he wasn't a rat Clay" She was almost in tears as she tried to fight past Bobby to get to Clay and Jax.

"You are dead, you hear me? You are dead!" Two agent hauled Clay back away from Jax. "Dead!"

Another grabbed Happy and then Jax. "You just signed my death warrant" He snarled at Stahl.

"I'm sorry but you know what? Your mother was right this could never work out, there's just no trust," She shook her head lightly. "I had to made sure that the prince had turned rat"

Jax shook his head spitting at the ground in front of her before being dragged away towards the van, Tara chasing after him.

Gemma finally dissolving into tears as she watched them all get cuffed, I freed one of my arms from my crutches and circled it around her shoulders drawing her in, her head turning away from the scene and into my shoulder as she cried. I narrowed my eyes shaking my head as Stahl signed one of the folders and handed it to Lowen with a smirk on her lips. "Your clients will be out in three years, if they don't kill anyone parole in fourteen months" She walked away with a smile on her lips, she had everything she wanted.

I watched with Gemma's head on my shoulder as the boys were loaded into the van and driven away followed by Stahl and the rest of the ATF. Gemma let out another wave of tears and a choking sob as she tried to clear the tears from her eyes before straightening up and placing a hand on my cheek. "Baby, you should get home," She managed to get out between her tears. "Chibs'll need you when he gets there"

I nodded. "You going to be alright?"

She nodded. "Lyla can take me home," She nodded to Lyla who nodded giving a soft ok. "I think I just... I just need to be with my grandson right now"

I nodded squeezing her hand. "Take care of yourself"

She nodded turning and heading towards the office before I turned to my grandfather and threw my keys at him before heading towards my pickup. All I wanted to do was go home and wash the days stress from my skin and Curl up with Buster and wait for Filip to come home.

=Chibs' P.O.V

I settled on the seat of the bus waiting for Unser message, Kozik and Opie with me while Piney drove. All we had to do was wait until we had Unser's confirmation that Stahl was alone with Jimmy and we could move in. I tensed watching Opie check his phone and pressed it to his ear.

"They're alone" Opie called flipping his phone shut.

It only seemed like seconds until we pulled up alongside the two cars blocking any sight from the road.

Stahl looked almost surprised as the bus pulled over, head whipping towards Unser as he pulled a revolver on her edging her towards her car and out of sight of the road.

"What the hell is goin' on here?"

I looked towards her before turning towards the car, I yanked down my hood as I opened the car door, the look in Jimmy's eyes, he knew he was going to die here by my hands, he held his head up as he stepped out of the car and headed towards the bus as I steered him towards it before pushing him back against it.

I gave him a once over, I'd dreamed nearly every night since he'd cut me up and thrown me out of Ireland of how I would kill him, how I would repay him for what he'd done to me. Taru's words rang in my head, she'd wanted him to bleed like he'd made her bleed, she'd wanted him to suffer like he'd made me suffer.

"Take care of our girls Filip, yeah?"

"Oh, yeah," I jerked my head in a nod sliding the two blade out from their placed hidden under my hoodie before leaning close to him. "This is from Taru" I murmured drawing the blades hard and fast across his cheeks leaving two deep vicious bleeding wounds across them just as he'd left me when he'd had his goons jump me in that alley on that dark night all those years ago.

I growled lowly jamming both blades into the fleshy area of his collar and twisted them almost relishing in the grunts of pain he was giving, I twisted them again pushing down with more force before ripping the blades out as he began to sink to the ground before dropping to the ground letting out a wheezing breath as the life left his veins and spilled red to the dirt below.

I watched as Opie lead Stahl around the car and forced her into the drivers seat, I looked to Jimmy before looking up as the front windscreen sprayed blood through the bullet holes, the droplets falling onto the hood like a light mist.

"Come on, let's go"

I grabbed a cloth from the bus and dipped it into Jimmy's blood before smearing the sign of the cause over the back window with carefully practiced ease before throwing the rag at Jimmy's corpse and stepped back onto the bus before we pulled away, Opie giving a call to the prospects who were tailing the ATF van.

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