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The babe lay in the small bassinet in her parent's bedroom. A woman with bright red hair in her late twenties walked in and smiled at the baby. She sat down in the chair next to the bassinet and rocked it slightly. She kept the smile on her face as the babe fell asleep.

A man with dark brown hair, also in his late twenties walked into the room. He smiled at the woman and then turned to look at the sleeping babe. The man walked over to his wife and kissed her head. She smiled up at him as he walked out of the room.

There was a knock at the front door. The dark headed man walked down the hall to answer the door. Standing on the other side of the door was a large man. He gave a crooked smile and walked into the house.

"Long time no see, Seamus," said the man.

"Not long enough," said Seamus with his thick Irish accent.

"You're due," said the Man.

"Not for another week, Franco," said Seamus.

"Boss wants his money now," said Franco.

"I will have the money when it's due," said Seamus.

"That's not good enough," said a man walking in the house. "I want my money, and I want it now."

"Don, I don't have it now," said Seamus. "But I will have it by Monday."

"Not good enough. But I know of a good payment, instead," said the man.

"What?" asked Seamus.

"Your baby," said the Don.

"What?" said Seamus.

"My wife has wanted one, and cant have her own, and you own me. So you either give me the money or the baby," said the Don.

"You can't have my baby," said Seamus.

"Then give me the money," the Don.

"I don't have it," said Seamus.

"Seamus? What is going on?" asked the red headed woman walking around the corner.

"Nothing Shannon, go back to the room," said Seamus turning to face his wife.

Shannon eyed the two extra men in the house before she returned to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Seamus turned around to face the two Italian men in his house.

"Leave," said Seamus. "I will have you your money on Monday, like we said."

"No," said the Don. "Franco."

Franco smiled and pulled his gun from the holster that was hidden underneath his jacket. Seamus eyed the gun and took off running for his wife and baby. He had the door to the bedroom opened when Franco fired the gun.

Shannon looked up when the door to the bedroom opened. She smiled when she saw Seamus' face but screamed when he fell to floor bleeding.

"SEAMUS!" shouted Shannon, waking her daughter.

"Maybe you will be a little more cooperative," said the Don walking over Seamus.

"Cooperative with what?" asked Shannon, in an equally thick Irish accent.

"Your husband owes me money. You either hand it over, or I take that lovely daughter of yours," said the Don.

"How much money?" asked Shannon.

"$650,000," said the Don.

"We, um," said Shannon glancing down at her dead husband. "I don't have that kind of money."

"Too bad," said the Don walking over to the bassinet.

'NO!" shouted Shannon.

"Franco," said the Don picking up the baby.

Franco pointed his gun at the Irish woman and fired it. Like her husband, Shannon fell to the floor and watched the two Italians walk out of her room with her daughter.