This is my first Boondock Saints Fanfiction. Just something that traveled through my head while reading some of the stories on here. Hopefully I've hit close enough to the characters that you enjoy it. Feel free to leave comments and let me know what you think

Chapter One

Alexis held her hands out in front of her as she came stumbling out of the door and into the wall. Her body slammed into the hard surface, but luckily her face was spared as she spun around to face the man that just threw her out her home. Her mother's boyfriend, Gabriel, grinned back at her, showing his pearly white teeth and said, "No children." His eyes slide up and down her body, and Alexis quickly crossed her arms to stave off the shiver his gaze created. "At least not tonight."

When he moved to close the door, Alexis rushed forward to stick her foot out before it slammed shut, and he managed to lock her out.
"You stupid fuck," she hollered, reaching in to claw at him. The man dodged out of her grasp, and swung the door open a second time, allowing Alexis a chance to step into the door way and holler at the woman sitting on the couch just out of her sight.

"Mom!" she screamed, shoving the man away from her and taking another step into the apartment. "Mom! You stupid whore! You promised!" Alexis said, swiping the man's arms away from her as she tried to reach her mother. The woman slunk further into the couch, ignoring her daughter's taunts as the man standing before Alexis manage to grab a hold of her arm, and toss her out of the apartment a second. This time Alexis landed on her backside against the unforgiving wooden floor, and it sent a stab of pain up her spine. Wincing as she moved to stand up, and once again flung herself against the door only to miss pushing it open by seconds and the clear sound of a lock clicking closed rang in her ears.

"Mom!" Alexis screamed, using her fists and bare feet to pound at the door. Hoping to cause enough ruckus to piss the man inside off and force him to let her in. "Open this God damned door!" She used her body to shove against the wooden frame, making the old door creak open slightly, but not enough to force it open.

"I'm going to call the cops," she screamed, knowing, Gabriel knew it was an empty threat. The last time she called the cops on him, she spent six months as a ward of the state until Gabriel told her uncle where to find her and she was promptly returned to his side, and forced to promise never to pull that stunt again. It didn't take much prompting on Alexis's part, seeing how living in the states foster care wasn't any worst then living with Gabriel; then again it had it's upsides.

She continued slamming against the door for several seconds before taking a couple steps back and kicking her foot out. She heard it creak again, but not give away and she pulled her hair in frustration, letting out a few more choice curses as she raised her fists up and slammed her whole body against the door.

"Ye havin some troubles, lass."

Alexis turned to see two men standing just a few feet from her, and she backed up until she felt the door at her backside. Her arms flew up to cross over her chest as she narrowed her eyes at the both of them.

"No," she replied, sticking a foot out to let them know she wasn't in the mood to be messed with. The one that first spoke raised his eye-brows in question and took another step closer, and Alexis drew herself up to her full height.

"ye sure?" he asked, stopping when he noticed her tensing up at his approach. "looks ta me like yer havin trouble with dat door."

"I'm fine," she replied, making sure to pronounce every syllable. Hoping the strange men would get the message and leave her alone. They looked at each other for a split second before the man tried again.

"If it's just the door, Murph here can pick a lock before ye can count ta ten." He nodded toward the dark haired on, and the man met her gaze with a smirk on his face and an eye-brow raised. Alexis shook her head, her hands falling to her side to begin knocking on the door. Every now and then she would throw a kick in for good measure, and the boys looked at each other, looking for all the world like something was passing between the two men.

"That's comforting," she said, gaining their attention again.

The one closest to her shrugged his shoulders. "We're just tryin ta help, lass."

"Don't need your help," she said, sending another kick to the door. This one louder than the others and right on cue the door swung open, making Alexis fall back into the arms of the man who'd thrown her out moments ago.

The man behind her took one look at the situation, and spread his wide opening grin to the newcomers. His purely whites welcomed to the new comers, and Alexis's rolled her eyes. Gabriel always said looks were the most important thing, because what you look like when you first meet a person is what they would judge you on every time you encountered them, and thus is why he always looked immaculate.

Even standing in the doorway of his apartment at one in the morning, he wore what looked to be silk pajamas, a buttoned up top and robe that wrapped snuggle around and his hair was slicked back to give the best possible appearance. Alexis gagged at the sight and looked toward the two men standing before them to see they weren't buying his act either. Alexis quickly pulled away from his grasp, and moved to stand to the side as the three men assessed each other.

"Alexis, honey, did you lock yourself out again," he asked, turning his false grin toward her. Alexis cringed from the sight.

"No, you asshole, the deadbolt was locked," she replied, not flinching when the grin disappeared, and his eyes turned hard.

He narrowed his gaze at her but turned when the one who'd been speaking to her before cleared his throat. Both Alexis and Gabriel turned to look at him, and he looked to his brother. Again, Alexis got that feeling they were communicating without actually speaking. It only took a few second for the silence to grow uncomfortable, making Gabriel chuckle and take another step out of the apartment.

"Sorry if my daughter here bothered you boys, she has a knack for theatrics," he said, holding his hand out. The one that was originally turned toward him, looked at his outstretched hand and down right ignored it as his eyes turned toward Alexis.

"Names Conner MacManus, tat's ma brother Murphy," he said, nodding toward his brother but not once glancing toward Gabriel. "We live in the apartment just at ta end of ta hallway."

Alexis gave them a short smile. "Names Ally."

"Alexis," Gabriel corrected, moving to swat at her.

Alexis moved out of his reach and snapped back. "Sounds like a whore's name."

"Its' the name your mother gave you," Gabriel said, practically spitting out the words as he once again forgot the brothers were standing there. Alexis flinched as his hand swiped out again and brushed just across her arm before she managed to slide out of his reach.

"My point exactly," she said, glancing over at the brothers. They were once again staring at each other. Both of them were looking irritated by the interaction, and Alexis forced a smile in their direction to get Gabriel to focus on them.

Gabriel let out another chuckle as he reached yet again for Alexis. This time he managed to wrap his hand around her neck, and he pulled her closer to him as he said. "Children these days, huh. No respect."

Alexis tensed as Gabriel's hand squeezed down on the back of her neck, and did her best to hide the hint of pain that appeared on her face. "Let go of me."

Gabriel landed his other hand on her shoulder, and shook her, laughing as he turned to the men watching them. "Thank you, boys, for your concern, but I think we got it from here."

The brother's nodded their heads simultaneously, and both of them looked toward Alexis again as Conner took another step toward her.

"If ye need anythin, remember, we're just down ta hall."

Alexis nodded, but otherwise moved to get out of Gabriel's grasp as he began pulling her back into the apartment.

"Thanks, boys, we'll keep that in mind," he said through clenched teeth while giving them another wide grin. When he turned himself, and Alexis around he practically flung her into the apartment, and she had to catch herself on the sofa. When she turned back around, Gabriel was practically stalking toward her with a death glare in his eyes and his hands turning into fists.

"Now before you start that shit," Alexis said, holding her hands up to stop him. It worked, he froze and waited for her to continue. "It's your own fault. If you hadn't thrown me out like you did, I wouldn't have been beating down the door." She shrugged, crossing her arms and giving him the most innocent look she could muster.

He still sent the back of his hand flying, landing a rather hard smack to her cheek that made her fly back and land rather awkwardly onto the floor just behind the sofa.

"You made me look like a goddamn fool in front of those boys," he hollered, grabbing her hair so that he could yank her up from the floor. Alexis still managed to smirk as she met his gaze.

"You manage to do that all on your own," she said, turning away just as his hand went flying a second time. This time the palm of his hand connected with the top of her head and he let her fall to the floor in a daze.

Alexis wiped the blood from her nose, and looked back up at the man before her. His face was still red, and his hands were still in tight fists but he was backing off. His feet unsteady as he moved to the kitchen counter that held his alcohol, She took that as her cue to stand, and move slowly toward the hallway where she could duck into her room.

"I'll teach you to respect me again," he muttered as he watched her duck into her room. Alexis gave him one more scathing look before she slammed her door shut and barricaded it with the kitchen chair that she used to sit at her make shift desk.

That was Alexis's first encounter with the brothers that she would one day call the saints, and it was weeks before she encountered them again. The second time she ran across them as she looked for somewhere warm to hang out late one night. Gabriel had once again locked her out of the apartment, muttering something about it'd probably won't be good to come back til morning, so Alexis found herself sleeping on one of the church benches, again. It was the only place with in a twelve block radius that was open all hours of the night that didn't have odd men looking her up and down, and provided a warm enough place to get semi comfortable.

This morning she was woken by the sounds of two men walking toward her pew, with a third one whispering something that she couldn't quite make out, despite the room echoing every other sound that came through the place.

"Aye, yes, I see what ya mean father," one of the men said. Alexis peeked from behind hooded eyes at the newcomer and she automatically recognized the dark hair, and blue-eyed brother that she met in the hallway a few short weeks ago. A small curse made it's way past her lips and the man standing above her narrowed his eyes.

"Watch yer mouth, lass, yer in da house of da lord." The one she believed to be called Murphy said, grinning at her afterward. Alexis looked toward the other brother, and then the priest and uttered a quick apology in the man's direction.

"No harm done, dear," The man said, giving her a reassuring smile. He looked to the brothers to ask. "So ya know the girl?"

"Aye, we know her," Conner said, smiling at her as she sat up, and straightened her clothes out. "She lives in our apartment building with her da."

"That man is not my father," she snapped, glaring at him. He raised an eyebrow at her, but otherwise turned toward the priest and said something that sounded suspiciously like 'we got it from here.'

Alexis wiped at her eyes, and moved to stand. Ready to be home where she could lock herself in her room for the rest of the afternoon. Conner was still talking to the priest, but Murphy quickly followed after her, catching at her elbow just as she exited the front doors and making her turn to him.

"Everythin okay?" he asked, gripping her arm so that she couldn't escape. Alexis glared at him for a second before yanking her arm away and turning to leave.

"We're just tryin ta help, lass," he hollered. Alexis turned to face him as she continued walking down the steps.

"I don't need your help." She turned back around, quickening her pace when she heard the man run to catch up with her.

"Sure as hell looks like ya need somethin," he said, keeping pace with her. "Yer sleepin in church pews and God knows where else." His brother, Conner, caught up to them and took the position on her other side, making her roll her eyes at their determination.

"Look," Conner said, grabbing her arm and forcing her to stop as he came to stand in front of her. "Ya don't trust us, and we get t'at." He gave her a long hard look, and realized this conversation wasn't going to go the way he originally planned it to. "So...let's get some breakfast, and we'll go from t'ere."

Alexis eyed both of them, looking for that hint of a lie that was always there whenever someone wanted something from her.

"Aye, ya got ta be starvin after all," Murphy said, coming to stand next to his brother, and smiling down at her. He cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrow just like his brother had done earlier, and Alexis felt her resolve waiver at the sound of real food, and not just stale cereal.

"Fine, breakfast and that's it." She pointed at the both of them and they returned her gaze with the most charming smiles that she'd ever seen on any man. Before she knew what was happening, she was smiling with them, and they started walking again.

The brother's began arguing as they tried to decide where to take her, and before long, Alexis found herself in the cross fire as Conner reached over to smack Murphy on the arm and Murphy tried to retaliate by reaching in front of her and smacking Conner on the chest. That's when they both stopped to continue slapping each other unhindered while continuing to banter back and forth and Alexis couldn't stop herself from laughing at the two.

It was a genuine laugh to, something that she hadn't done in weeks. Not since Gabriel came back into her life, and screwed up her and her mother's plan. The boys heard the sound, and stopped their argument to stare at her. Shaking her head, she covered her mouth to hide her expression and it wasn't long before they were laughing with her as well.

Before they could all settle down, Conner reached out and put his arm around Alexis's shoulder to pull her along, and they continued walking as the brother's finally agreed on a diner that they both said made some of the best eggs and bacon around. Honestly, Alexis just wanted a plate full of pancakes, but she kept her opinions to herself as they led the way.

When they entered the small diner, it didn't take Alexis long to realize that these guys were loved. The middle aged waitress standing behind the counter looked up from pouring a cup of coffee and a large smile grew on her face as she greeted the boys. "Was wanderin when ya two were comin back," she said.

"Hey there, Melia," Murphy said, waving at her. "Ya know we can't stay away fer ta long."

"Aye, those eggs and bacon been callin our names," Conner shouted at her, and the woman laughed at the brothers.

"Oh, please, ya two are full of shite" she said waving at them "take a seat and I'll be there in a moment." The boys turned to Alexis, and she couldn't stop herself from shaking her head at them. Murphy was the one to put his arm around her this time, and guide her over to an empty booth that sat at the back of the diner. Murphy let Alexis slide in first, and took the seat next to hers while Conner slide in the booth across from her.

The trio remained quiet for a moment, the boys stealing glances at her, and Alexis simply looking around the place. A few other people waved and greeted the boys as they passed, and the brother's greeted them in kind. Sometimes asking them questions that told Alexis that they knew these people pretty well.

"You must come here often," she said after the fourth guy to greet them left the table.

"Aye, at leas' three times a week," Conner replied, smiling at her. Alexis smiled back and let her head fall as the waitress came over to the table.

"The usual, boys?" she asked, grinning when they both nodded their head in unison before turning toward Alexis. "And fer ya, dear?"

"Pancakes," Alexis said, almost making it sound like a question as she looked at Conner and Murphy and then the waitress they called Melia.

"Aye, Pancakes it is, be right out." She left with a wink in Alexis's direction, and a younger waitress appeared right behind her with a three cups, and a pot of coffee that she hastily put down in front of them.

"So what have ya guys been up to?" she asked, leaning over the table as she looked toward the brothers. Amelia realized immediately what she was doing and adverted her gaze so that she couldn't see down the woman's shirt.

"Nuthin much, just workin and the sort," Conner replied, grabbing a cup of coffee for himself. Alexis followed his lead, but kept her eyes glued to the cup.

"What about ya, haven't seen ya at McGinty's lately," Murphy said, almost like he was continuing Conner's conversation with the girl. Alexis wondered if he even realized he did that, or if they even noticed how in sync their movements were as they both took sips of their drink and then placed it back down again without even looking at each other.

"Aye, my worthless brother weaseled his way back in ta my house, so I've been dealin with his load for the past couple of weeks," the woman explained, putting on the best pair of puppy dog eyes Alexis seen in a while. She looked toward Conner and Murphy to see if either one of them noticed the girls antics and was surprised to find they to were looking down at their cups. Only glancing up from time to time, but otherwise they just nodded their heads.

"Well, sounds like your ma needs to slap some since in ta him," Murphy said, looking toward Conner as they both smiled at the comment.

She returned their smile and said, "She tried that. Poor boy got beat with the belt when he first returned, but didn't seem to do any good."

They both chuckled at the statement, but was interrupted as Melia hollered at her from the counter. When they looked over, the older woman had a sour look on her face, and was waving for the young girl to go over there.

"Yelp, looks like I gotta get back ta work, see ya boys," she said, giving them another one of her flirtatious smiles, and moving away.

"Aye, see ya later, lass," Conner replied, nodding his head toward her before turning toward Alexis.

"Sorry about that," he said, making sure their eyes met.
Alexis shrugged as she looked back at the woman that was now being lectured by the older one. "You're handsome men, it's to be expected."

She looked up to meet both their gazes, and was surprised to find the wicked grins spreading across both their faces.

"Ya think we're handsome?" Murphy asked, moving closer to her while placing his arm to the back of the booth just behind her. Alexis scooted away from him, and shook her head.

"Any seventeen year old would find you both quite attractive," she replied, looking to both of them, in hopes they would get the message. Murphy looked toward his brother, and then back at her as his face fell. The sight made Alexis's stomach drop as she realized they weren't going to want to hang out with her anymore.

"Yer seventeen?" Conner asked, cocking his head to the side to catch her attention. Amelia met his gaze, and then turned toward Murphy who was giving her the same expectant look.

"Yep," she replied looking back at her coffee. The knot in her stomach was growing bigger by the second, especially when Murphy withdrew his arm, and took up his previous position.

"Why aren't ye in school?" Conner asked, keeping his gaze locked on her.

Alexis shrugged. "Graduated last year," she explained, looking to both brothers for the expressions. Conner and Murphy glanced at each other as their eyes furrowed together and then back to her.

"If yer so smart, why aren't ya in college or somethin?" Murphy asked.

Again Alexis shrugged and looked toward her coffee. This was the part of the conversation she wasn't looking forward to. "Plans went to shit."

"Anythin to do with that man back at yer apartment?" he asked, meeting her gaze. Alexis stared at him for a moment, and then looked toward Conner trying to decide how much she should tell them. They obviously, didn't need to know the whole truth, but there wasn't a way around it unless she just clammed up now and stayed silent.

"Maybe," she said, deciding on the alternative.

"No creo que su ... ¿sabes?"(Don't think his...you know?) Murphy asked, looking toward his brother. The change of language caught Alexis off guard, and she looked between the brothers for a moment. Listening more closely when Conner replied in the same language.

"Es posible"(Its possible) Both brother's looked at her up and down and Alexis's shoulder slumped in defeat.

"Madre e hija , eso es jodidamente enfermo" (Mother and daughter both, that's fucking sick.) Murphy said. Alexis threw her head back in defeat as she listened to their conversation.

"He hasn't touched me. If he had, he wouldn't be throwing me out of the apartment at night," she said, making both boys look at her in surprise. She smirked at their gaping faces for a moment before explaining.

"Recently lived six months in San Antonio, and let me tell you, there's whole neighborhoods in that town that you either learn Spanish or get the fuck out."

The brother's nodded their heads, and Alexis laughed at them. "No, if you want to keep your secrets from me, you will have to learn a new language." She looked toward the waitress just as the food came, and missed the playful smile that passed between the brothers.

"Quale vorreste noi per imparare?" (Which would you like us to learn?)

Alexis looked up from her pancakes, wide eyed as she took in Conner's smirking face, and then turned toward Murphy as he continued in a completely different language.

"Quizais un pouco de Gaelic." (Perhaps a bit of Gaelic.) Murphy's smile widened, and her attention was then forced back to Conner as he continued the banter.

"ou française." (Or french.)

Alexis pointed her knife at him. "Okay, I know that one. Sort of."

Conner nodded his head with appreciative look on his face, before the three of them busted out laughing.

"That was awesome, seriously," Alexis said, looking at them with new appreciation in her eyes. "How'd you learn all those languages?"

"Our ma was adamant about our education, especially in us knowin various languages." Conner explained, shrugging as he turned his attention toward his food. Alexis nodded her head, and focused on her pancakes, practically drooling as she poured the syrup on them, and made the first cut. When she took the first bite, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips.

The sound of her company snickering caught her attention, and she looked between the both of them. "What?" she asked, confused as to why they were laughing at her. "I haven't had pancakes in ages, don't judge me."

She looked back toward her food while Murphy leaned over to pat her on the shoulder. "We weren't judging you, lass, just the sounds coming from you lips." He winked at her, and Alexis felt her cheeks heat up as she realized what she'd done in front of the boys.

"Perverts," she muttered, looking back at her food. Despite being embarrassed by the change of topic, she still peeked at them from time to time, to find that they were both still smiling but otherwise focusing on their food. Deciding not to interrupt them, Alexis let the silence grow as the three of them continued eating, and before she knew it her pancakes were gone and she was looking at her companions to see if they were finished as well.

Conner was leaning back against the booth with one hand propped against the back of it, while Murphy had his head propped on his fists, and both of them were staring at her.

"Ready, lass?" Conner asked, smiling at her as she wiped her face, and hands with a napkin. She looked around the table, and realized they were all finished and she shrugged her shoulders.

"Yeah I guess," she said, reluctant to leave their little corner. It was one of the best morning breakfasts that she could remember in a long time, and she didn't really want to go home where Gabriel was no doubt fuming about her absence.

While they were exiting, they were again engulfed with numerous farewells, and see ya laters to the boys. Melia was the only one that smiled at Alexis, and said "Ya come back again, dear."

Alexis nodded her head, smiling appreciatively at the woman as Murphy placed his hand at the small of her back and gently pushed her out the door.

When they were outside, Conner once again stepped next to her side, and Murphy remained on the other as they guided her through the streets of South Boston. Every now and then they would point out a place of interest to the boys, and Alexis would nod as she listened to them explain what it was. Eventually she realized that they were giving her a small tour of their neighborhood, and a smile spread across her face at kindness they were showing her.

"And this is McGinty's," Conner said, pointing to a sign just above their heads. "Best damn pub on this side of Boston." A smile spread across his face, and Alexis returned it as she tried to peek into the windows.

"Aye, many a bar fight ta be remembered in t'at place," Murphy said, smiling at his brother.

"And many more ta come." Conner threw in, his eyes lighting up from the memories that the two shared in the place. They slapped each other on the shoulder, and together guided Alexis away from their favorite establishment. The smile remained on her face all the way to the small apartment building where it fell the moment she walked into the building.

As they pulled the lever for the lift to go up, Conner leaned against the wall. "Well, lass, what does the jury say?"

Alexis looked at him, confused as she turned toward Murphy for an explanation. "Of us, what does the Jury say of us?" Murphy clarified, and Alexis's eyes grew wide as understanding came to her.

She narrowed her gaze at them both before smiling. "Your tolerable."

"Tolerable?" Conner asked, his hand flying to his chest like he just been assaulted. "Ya here dat Murph, we're just tolerable."

"Aye, tolerable," Alexis's repeated, doing her best to fake an Irish accent and grinning as the two brothers stared her down.

"And now she's mocking us, Murph, what are we ta do with such a lass?"

"I have a few ideas, Conn," Murphy replied, stepping toward Alexis. Her eyes grew wide, and she let out a small laugh as the lift came to a stop, and she was able to pull the doors open just as the brother's reached for her, and attempted to get their hands under her arms to tickle her. She shoved them both away, laughing as she stepped into the hallway. Her laughter fell short however, when she noticed Gabriel standing in the door with deepest frown she'd ever seen on his face. His arms were crossed as he leaned against the door, and Alexis immediately straightened and stepped away from the boys.

"Gabe, I-" she started to say, shuffling closer to the opposite side of the wall.

"Save it, Alexis, your hours late from coming home." He glared at her, and then turned the full force of his anger toward the two men standing behind her. "I suppose you have something to do with this?"

Alexis expected them to back off, to leave her to her fate. So when Murphy's voice rang out in the hallway, she turned to make sure she wasn't just imagining things.

"Aye, we found her in a church pew, and t'en took her ta breakfast," he said, taking step toward her. "She acted like she hadn't had a proper meal in days."

Alexis closed her eyes at his words, wishing he would just go away, and let her handle this. When she opened them up again, Gabe was glaring down at her.

"So what," he said, turning back toward Murphy. "You want payment for feeding my child."

"I ain't your child," Alexis shot back, moving further away from the brothers. Murphy eyed her movements but didnt' say anything as Gabriel came toward.

"Damn straight you ain't mine. Mine would have more respect for me," he said, his finger inches from her face. "And you two, I catch you near Alexis again, and I will call the cops." His snarling face turned toward one brother and then the other, and Alexis turned to them with pleading eyes.

They both looked at her for a moment, and then back at each other as if they were agreeing on something in quiet.

Murphy was the one to step forward, his hand reaching out to touch her elbow as he leaned toward her.

"Usted no tiene que quedarse aquí, puedes venir con nosotros" (You don't have to stay here, you can come with us.)

Alexis's eyes went wide at his words, but she shook her head before sent a glance toward Gabriel.

"Él no me dejará ir tan fácilmente" (He won't let me go so easily)

Murphy gave her a confused look, and she shook her head, not wanting to explain any more. Especially when she could see Gabriel's face turning red just from being excluded from the conversation. Murphy took another look back at his brother, and this time it was Conner that came to stand just behind her to whisper.

"Ya sabes dónde encontrarnos." (You know where to find us.) he said, making sure her eyes met his, and she nodded her head in understanding. Murphy rubbed her elbow for a moment longer before pulling away, and turning to leave with his brother. Surprisingly, they went back into the lift instead of their apartment, and Alexis swallowed the large amount of bile that formed in her throat when she could no longer see them.

Turning toward Gabriel, she flinched when she noticed the murderous glare in his eyes. Shuffling to the side farthest from him, she did her best to avoid his hands as he reached for her, but when she ducked he grabbed a fist full of her hair and threw her into the apartment. Her head slammed into the coffee table, and she blinked a few times only to blink away the spots that were growing in her eyes. She knew now would be a bad time to pass out, and she clutched onto whatever surface she could as she crawled her way around the sofa, and away from a fuming Gabriel that was muttering something that she couldn't quite make out in her daze. When she reached the carpet, she looked up in time to see her mother leaning over the couch looking at her with sad eyes before everything went black.