Disclaimer: This is a wonderful work of fiction, I do not own SOA or anything related to it, I do however own Taru and her pretty, pretty ponies.

SnowAngel2009: Thanks doll and I'm slowly getting better.

Guest 1: Thank you.

Guest 2: Thank you! I often go back and reread the series, usually helps with coming up with new ideas or closing a story arch I forgot about. Hmm... I have definitely thought about it and I much prefer one over the other but it's definitely in the works for later on down the line but when is complete secret and only I will know for now.

The Dirty Glass – Dropkick Murphy's

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

Moving In

=Taru's P.O.V=

I slipped out of my pickup and looked towards Filip as he slipped off his Harley, I nodded towards the office and he looked towards it before giving a nod and starting towards the clubhouse with Kerrianne in tow.

I started towards the office and stepped inside tugging my sunglasses off and leant against the door frame watching Gemma for a moment, she was busy working at the computer with Abel in her arms. She looked up and smiled before standing.

"Hey baby" She gave me a small side on hug placing a kiss onto my cheek.

"Hey Gem, how are you?" I returned the greeting and grinned giving a wave to Abel who was happily sitting in her arms gurgling away at everything.

"Fine," She smiled bouncing the boy in her arms. "So what are you doing here?"

"Moving shit from one house to another"

Gemma laughed softly. "About time, is Kerrianne with him?"

I nodded. "Yeah, they're in the clubhouse"

"Come on; let's go save her before the prospects start harassing her"

I chuckled softly and nodded before we started for the clubhouse. We stepped inside to find Kerrianne settled at the bar with a can of soda in front of her. "You'd better not be harassing her prospect," I called towards the prospect wiping the bar in front of her, his head snapped up and he quickly shook it before moving away from her to which she visibly relaxed. "Where's your da?" I asked stopping beside Kerrianne.

She looked up and pointed towards the hallway. "He went to start packing"

I nodded and gave her a smile which she timidly returned before turning and started towards Filip's room. "Hey," He looked up as I leant against the doorway. "Need a hand?"

"Aye, didn't realize I had so much shit in here"

I grinned softly before moving towards the bed where he'd dumped all the clothing that had been scattered across the floor and various pieces of furniture. "So I take it this is to burn?"

"Oh ha-ha," He turned away grabbing a box from the floor before pushing it towards me. "Chuck as much as possible in there"

I grimaced at the pile before looking towards him. "Can I have a biohazard suit?"

He threw me a playful glare before grabbing another box and starting to clean out his desk, I looked towards the mountain of clothing and shuddered before beginning to squish as much of it as I could into the cardboard box before grabbing another one and doing the same.

I grinned softly and hooked the pair of tiny women's underwear onto the edge of my finger and turned towards him. "Something you want to tell me or did I just stumble onto a dirty little secret?"

He threw me a playful glare before looking at the underwear. "Belongs ta one of the sweetbutts probably"

I laughed softly and nudged the third full box away with my foot as I wiped my hands down my jeans before turning towards the mirror behind me that held a few photos and trinkets, I narrowed my eyes leaning closer to take a look at one of the photos and grinned plucking it off the mirror. "Hey stalker," I motioned to the photo. "When the hell'd you take that one?"

Filip turned and frowned before taking the photo and grinning. "When you were sleeping"

"Yeah I gathered that much, isn't that just a tad creepy?"

He grinned and shook his head lightly before putting the photo into his box of things and hollered out for the prospect, he nodded towards the boxes as one of the prospects appeared in the doorway. "Chuck those on the back of Taru's pickup"

I gathered the other photos handing them to Filip before starting to clean out the side table. "You do realize it smells like something died in here right?" I queried as I turned and opened one of the windows before pushing hard against it to open it properly in order to let some fresh air in.

I shook my head lightly looking around the nearly empty room. "It still smells like stale cum and decay in here"

"Aye," Filip shrugged. "Prospects job ta clean it not mine"

I rolled my eyes chuckling softly before beckoning him closer and curled my arms around his neck pressing a kiss to his lips. "So kulta... Ready to go home?"

He grinned softly and nodded, arms tucked around my waist. "Aye love I am"

I pressed another kiss to his lips before starting out the door and heading down the hall.

"Taru when's your grandpa going back to Finland?"

I tugged my phone out checking the dates before looking up at Gemma. "Monday next week, why?"

"He's not staying for Christmas?"

I shook my head. "He's got the two dogs back home to get back to," I paused; it would be the first Christmas we'd been separated. "Wow that's going to be strange"

"What will?"

I glanced back at Filip. "Christmas, it'll be the first one I don't spend with Papa; we always used to spend Christmas together"

"Why don't we all get together and do something before he leaves then?" Gemma queried. "We can make it a family dinner, get everyone involved"

"Sure, we could do it tomorrow night"

"Alright, come early so we can get everything started, I'll hook in some of the sweetbutts to help out too"

"Sure thing," I gave a nod towards Filip. "We should get home; I predict I may need a new washing machine by the end of the day"

Gemma gave a soft chuckle and nodded. "Come by at around five"

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow" I gave her another hug before heading out.

So with the latest episode (E08) there was a point when I was sitting there going 'Now I can see this part would be where he'd be thinking of Taru and how if he died how it would affect her' and that really just got me rolling on with idea's surrounding that.

Oh and before I forget, I already know where I'm going with this one and with the next one and trust me, the next story in the series will make you cry, I just actually have to write out the rest of this story and start on the next although I am considering making the next story based around season 4 and 5 combined, I'm not entirely sure yet, I want to see where season 5 goes first.