Bill Cutting and his men arrived at a more rural neighborhood but still just as shitty. They stop at a shop that had just closed its doors yet went inside anyway. Bill waited by the door and within seconds there was an a small boy of about three with dark hair came out to see who was there.

"Papa!" The boy exclaims running into Bill's open arms.

"I missed you," Bills tells the toddler with a kiss on his cheek, "How's my boy?"

"Good."

A voice then came calling for boy. His mother came around in a blood smeared and spattered shirt and trousers.The young woman was not by any means happy to see the Butcher. Her bloody hand grips the knife she was just using.

"Brandon, sweetheart, can you go upstairs for Mamá?"

The three year old looks at his father as he is put down and clings to Bills leg.

"Come on, do what your mother says."

With a pout, Brandon retreats upstairs, but not before hugging his father again. Once her son is out of sight she deals with Bill.

"William Cutting," She starts with the sound of Spain on her tongue, "You will leave and take your dogs with you. Now."

Bill chuckles while signaling his men to leave.

"Hello, Sofie." Bill says softly.

She stomps off through the back door where she had just bled a huge wild hog. It looked to be at lea 300 pounds. Bill follows her out and watches as she cleans the dead beast.

"There's to be a challenge the day after tomorrow. I want you there." He starts.

"The only challenge I wish to be apart of are the ones that God has."

Sofie tosses the innards into a bucket while she grabs her skinning knife. She was the only person in all his years to handle a knife as good as him. It was one of the reasons as to why he loved her.

"Irish scum want the five points and Im damn sure not going to let them have it. I want you by my side again when I take it."

She turns to him with a dark wave in her face that blew in the breeze. Every time he saw her she grew more beautiful.

"Bill, I will not die so you can be some want to be boss of New York."

The Butcher comes behind her and pulls her hair that was pulled back by a pin. He knew how she liked it.

"Sofia, if there's anything about me you know it is that I am no joke."

Sofia bit her lip and Bill saw it. He puts his arm around her waist to pull her close to him.

"If i am to be the king, it is only fit that I have my queen. You can hate me all you want. It is nothin for me to drag you back to the five points this very moment." Bill growls in her ear.

Her body melted as she heard his dominating voice send chills down her spine.

"You think I came all this way to come back empty handed?"

A mighty blow went to his ribs and he buckled from the wind being knocked out of him. The cold feel of a blade was on his neck along with her stradling him.

"I will rip your tongue out your throat if you say one more word. I want you off of my land, now."

Bill takes the blade into his hand and squeezes it. Blood drips between his fingers while he throws her under him. With her own blade at her throat he uses it to brush a lock of hair from her face.

Sofia sits up breathing heavily with tears that burned as they welled in her eyes. As much as she tried to push it way she could not rid her heart of her love for Bill the Butcher. It made her more angry that her heart was making her weak. As she went back to her kill the tears spilled across her face. In anger, she stabs the dead hog over and over as if it were Bill.

Sofia then took her son to her sisters home. She gave instructions on what to do if she did not return and hopped on her horse. It was near a days ride to the Five Points. Her horse carried her there without any issues along they way. When she arrived at Bills usual hang out it was already busy.

Familiar faces were around laughing and talking as she tied up her horse. When Sofia went inside she put the brim of her hat down to avoid conversation with anybody. Since she was in trousers, heavy coat, and a shirt, she would be taken for a man who didnt wish to be bothered if her shapely chest wasn't noticed. It didnt take her long to spot Bill playing cards with other men. Instead of going to him, she decided to let him find her. Sofia heads to the bartender and asks for some shots of whiskey. The bartender gives her a smile along with a nod as he always knew she never wanted to be noticed but was always a good friend to him.

Sofia downed her shots with ease and greeted him with a smile.

"Hows that boy?" The bartender asks when he collects her glass.

"Very well." Answers the young mother.

"I hear that this fight is the reason you're here today."

She didn't question the old man. If there's anybody who can hear business from a mile away is a bartender. Not only that, the man was a close friend to Bill as well.

"I hope that you will go home before the fight commences. Your son needs his mother."

"Gilligan, I have not made my mind up yet. For now i only wish to talk to Bill."

"Bill will not, Sofie, I know it. Take it from me and go home. You know better than I do that if he cant have you then nobody else can. Don't let somebody get killed."

Gilligan's warning stung because she knew he was right. However, there was one thing he was wrong about.

"There is no other. I do not want another. I am fine with my son where I have a good life." Sofia tells him while she stands up to walk around.

"I hope so, for his sake."

Sofia went to walk around to entertain herself. She couldn't believe anybody would think she would find another man even though shes still married to Bill. Of course they had their hardships, but she loved him. The only reason she left in the first place was because she was tired of his arrogance.

"Watch it, boy!" A voice yells breaking her thoughts.

A man shoves her and knocks hers back. Annoyance was something that gave her a hair triggered temper. Without even thinking, she put the man onto his ass with a mighty blow to his nose.

People stopped and stared. The music stopped and footsteps were heard approaching them. The man got up and returned the blow hard. Blood came from her lip but it didnt discourage her. This was the first good fight she has had in years and she was going to win. Sofie dodged another swing from the guy before cracking his nose with a head butt. The man stumbles in a daze and she puts him in a headlock. It wasnt until the man was turning blue that she was pried off of him.

Two men had her by the arms as Bill and his crew came up to see what was going on.

"Well, isnt this a surprise?" Bill chuckles.

Sofia didnt realize her hat had flown off and Bill put it back on her head. He signaled for everybody to mind their own business and to take the unconscious, but still living man out of the tavern.

Bill took her upstairs to his chambers to talk and to nurse her wound. When they sat down he gave her his handkerchief to mop up the blood from her mouth.

"You are here for what exactly?" Bill snaps at her slightly.

His attitude catches Sofia by surprise.

"Well, I wasn't here to catch one of your many mood swings, Bill." She snaps back at him and tosses his now bloody handkerchief back at him.

Sofie gets up from her seat, straightens her collar, and tries to go back downstairs. Before she can reach the first step a hand grips her arm and pulls her back.

"You weren't very nice to me when i went to go see you. Why should I be nice to you?" Cutting gets into her face and pulls her close.

"Because, you should have some kind words to say to your wife."

She rips her arms away and Bill takes her by the collar to the wall. His wife was very small compared to him. It was like he was tossing around a kid.

"The words I have for you will not be kind. But I do plan on making your body quiver and your mind race." He tells her in her ear.

At that moment he felt a cold, pointed, edge pressing against his neck.

"You will unhand me now, Bill. I came for words, not sex. I left for various reasons. Ur lack of affection is one of them."

Bill the Butcher laughs and smiles at her.

"I'm not a man who has feelings of softness. You're lucky I let you in here-"

Then his legs buckle as the toe of her boot hits his knee cap.

"I dont give a flying damn who you think you are. We took vows before God and you have not once in the time we have been together have you told me you loved me. I gave you a son, I gave you my heart, and I gave you myself. I see now like i saw then that it was a waste. I will not fight with you tomorrow, nor any other time. If you do not love me, or care for me, there is no reason for me to stay here and be insulted by my former husband." Sofie tells William bluntly.

As she takes down the stairs Bill beats himself up internally. He should not have been so agressive and bland. Then again, he was not so used to not being able to get his way. Sofia came to believe he didnt love her. The words themselves were equal to the pain they caused. Bill had no room for softness in his life but there wasnt a day that went by where he had not loved her. Sofie snatched his heart the moment he saw her. Yet he could never show her that he loved her.