What lies within us
Murphy stepped outside onto the porch, behind his brother. Both lit cigarettes and stared out at the dark street. "It's quiet." Connor said taking a drag of his cigarette. "Ya know what that means. Somethin' always happens." Murphy replied. Both boys looked at eachother and turned around just as the door opened. "Oh good," Rosie said, handing them both bags, "You're up." The brothers stared at her confused. "Rosie, what are ya doin' up?" Connor asked helping the waddling women keep her balance. "Going into labor." She replied shooting them both smiles. The twins dropped their cigarettes and hurried her to the car. "Just breath, Rose. Inhale, exhale." Murphy said, behind his wife. She laughed, "Murph, I'm fine. I know what I'm doing." Connor shoved bags into the back of the car, "Yeah, but he's about ta fuckin' pass out." Rosie laughed once again, before tensing up. "W-What's happening?" Murphy instantly took her hand. "Just a contraction," Rosie breathed slowly, then looked to her watch, "They're about ten mintues apart. Murphy nodded, "Right. Okay, let's go." He started the car, keeping his hand intertwined with Rosie, and peeled out of the driveway. She didn't have another contraction until they reached the hospital. And soon she was set up in a room, both brothers on either side of her. The door opened and in stepped a man in a white jacket, "Hello, Rosie. How's everything going?" "Dr. Robinson, how are you?" Rosie sat up some smiling. "Well, lets take a look shall we? How far apart are your contractions?" Robinsons asked looking over paperwork. "Uh, about four, five mintues." He set the clipboard down, and lifted up the blanket that covered her legs. Smiling, he raised his head, "Well, Rosie, you're fully dialated. Let me call in some nurses and we'll start pushing." Rosie looked at him in disbelief, "Wait, I'm not feeling any pain. Aren't I supposed to feel something?" Dr. Robinson chuckled, standing in the doorway, "It's okay, Rosie. It differs. I'll be right back." He closed door behind him, leaving the three alone again. "Okay, Rosie. We'll be 'ere the whole time." Murphy said gripping her hand tightly. Connor nodded, "Right beside ya." Rosie nodded, closing her eyes as another contraction came on.
"Okay Rosie, on the count of three, you're going to push!" Robinson said, smiling up at the crying woman. She nodded, clutching the twins hands tighter. "One, two, three." Rosie let out a blood curdling scream as she pushed. Murphy exchanged a worried look with his brother. Connor just waved it off, letting him know everything would be okay. "Good, good Rosie. One more. That's all. One more really good push. Okay?" Dr. Robinson said, over the whimpering girl. "One, two, three!" Rosie pushed as hard as she could, her and the boys hands turning blue from lack of oxygen. Then suddenly, there was another noise in the room. The cries of a baby. Murphy kissed Rosie's head, "Ya did it, Rosie. That's our little boy." Rosie cried happy as she watched Murphy cut the cord. The nurse cleaned him up and wrapped him in a blanket before handing him to her. "Hi." She said, clutching him close to her. Murphy and Connor leaned over, smiling down at the blue eyes boy. He cooed and squirmed in his mothers eyes. "Hi, baby." Rosie whispered again, kissing his forehead. Another nurse walked in with a paper. "Okay,guys. Just a real quick question for the birth certificate." All three looked up. "What is the cutie's name?" She asked smacking on her gum. Murphy took the small baby from Rosie, and rocked him softly, "Liam. Liam Connor MacManus." Connor looked up at his brother and smiled, "Touching." The nurse thanked them and left the room. "Ya wanna hold 'im, Connor?" Murphy asked looking back at his brother. Connor looked from him, to Rosie, and back to the baby, "Of course." They gently exchanged the baby, and Murphy stepped next to Rosie. They watched Connor cradle Liam in his hands, "Hey Liam. I'm yer Uncle Connor. Yeah." His voice cracked some but he pushed it away. Handing Liam back to Rosie, he whipped his eyes, "I better go make some phone calls. People will be excited to see ya and Liam." He kissed Rosie forehead and left the room.
Murphy looked down at Rosie, who smiled at Liam. He squatted down to be eye level and touched his head, "Look what we did, Rosie. Look how beautiful he is." Rosie nodded, tears whelling up in her eyes again. Seeing this, Murphy laughed and hugged her tightly, kissing her head, "I love ya." "I love you too." Rosie laughed.
One and a half years later
"Look at him. He's all over the place." Connor, Murphy, and Rosie all sat outside. Liam ran all over the yard, looking at things and bringing them to his mother. "He's one. Everything's new to him." Rosie replied. Liam ran up, rambling on and on about something to his mother. She smiled and picked him up onto her lap, "Aren't you. Say Connor, I'm a big boy now." Liam played with the piece of grass between his hands, but looked in Connor's direction. He rambled on, squirming and freeing himself from his mother's grasp. She laughed and watched him continue running. Inside, the phone began ringing. "I'll get it." She said, standing. Murphy watched her walk inside then turned to his brother, "This is an amazin' life, I'll be honest. But man, I miss the fuckin' action." Connor nodded, taking a sip of his beer, "Yer not the only one." They clinked their beers together just as Rosie walked over. Her face was somewhat blank. "Rosie," Murphy stood with his brother, "What's wrong?" Rosie wringed her hands, "It's Dolly. He, he was found last night with stab wounds." Murphy and Connor exchanged looks. "Smecker said he's in intensive care right now. Only family is allowed." Connor rubbed his face, sighing heavily. Rosie stared back at the saddened boys, as she scooped up Liam once again. He rested his head on her shoulder noticing the saddness radiating off the three. "C'mon bud. Let's go take a nap." Rosie kissed Murphy lightly before leaving them alone. Inside Liam's bedroom, she could hear the boys nextdoor. Laying Liam down she closed the door. Murphy and Connor were in the weapons room, loading their duffle bags. "Guys, stop," Rosie said, standing in the doorway, "You have no suspects, no nothing. Just sleep on it okay?" The boys stopped and looked at her. "Nothing has happened for a year, Rosie," Connor stepped to her, "And then somethin' just comes out of nowhere? Somethin' is up." Murphy nodded, calmer than his brother, "We'll still have ta go into the station. Talk ta the other guys." Rosie crossed her arms, "Don't do anything stupid." She stepped out of the way and let the boys pass. "We'll be back tanight. Promise." Murphy gave her a sweet kiss, before following his brother out the door.
Watching them leave, Rosie sighed heavily. She wished this wouldn't have happened. Everything was calm and quiet. She then realized how stupid she was to think that it was all over. It was never over until the boys were dead. Which she hoped was later than sooner. Running a hand through her hair, she began cleaning the house. Something she did when she was stressed. She saw every little speck of dust, and she'd cleaned the whole house from top to bottom, before the boys returned home. What she didn't see, was the man watching her from outside.
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