A/N- Nothing really, just a new Boondock Saint's fiction told from Meghan McCourt. If you have read my other BDS fictions, then this may be a bit of a change. Don't like it, then go read my Walking Dead fiction. ;) As usual I own NOTHING. I wish I did, but sadly I don't. :( YES, I am putting the M rating to good use, not only because the boys and I like to say Fuck a lot, but because the boys are gonna have some fun! Deal with it!
The blast of warm Irish air hit me in the face as I stepped out onto the porch of my small cabin deep in the hills of Ireland. It belonged to my grandfather, Seamus McCourt, he built it with his own two hands. I sip from the tea cup I hold in my hands, looking out over the horizon. The wind gently ruffles my long dark hair as it hangs down my back. Oh how I missed quiet mornings like this, it was so peaceful, so uplifting. I look down at the inside my right wrist, at the Irish Celtic love knot tattooed there. I smile, that reminded me of a life that seemed so far away, left in the noisy city of Boston. The tattoo reminded me of the brothers that held my heart, the brothers who entered my life and left it just as quickly. As the wind ruffles my long tan skirt I laugh, today I would be the one quickly moving back into the brothers lives. Like the wind I would breeze back in and wrap myself around them, linger in their presence.
Slowly I head back inside, sitting my cup down on the coffee table and walking towards my bedroom. You know how they talk about being rich means a big house and a nice expensive car? Honestly I don't believe in all that. Here in my homeland, in my quaint little cabin, I felt wealthy. My heart and mind were at peace, I could come and go as I please and I had time to sit back and enjoy life. Time didn't seem to pass by as fast as it did back in the city. I stand in front of my large vanity mirror, smoothing down my white tank top. I had changed a bit since the last time the boys saw me. My hair was almost down to my waist, my skin a bit tanner, but I was still the same girl who fell in love with the Saints Of South Boston. I was still the girl who became family to them as they became family to me.
When I say love, I don't mean whirl wind romance like on TV, no this...this was true love. We forged a bond in our years in South Boston. They meant the world to me and on many occasions they let it be known I meant the same to them. I went to tie my hair back, but stop. I smile and remember how Murphy would always take it down, he loved to play with it. Connor would tease, tell me I had way too much hair. But my Murphy, he would spend hours twirling it gently between his fingers as my head rested on his lap or shoulder when we would watch TV. When he would sketch or draw me, my hair would always be down. Murphy was an artist and I was quite happy being his subject when he allowed me to be.
I reach down atop my oak dresser and pick up a few metal Bengal bracelets. Now these, they reminded me of my Connor. We were at the local fair, every year the church had one. Connor won them for me in one of those silly ring toss games. I laugh as I remember him bowing to me and then sliding them on my wrist before kissing the back of my hand. Connor was more outspoken then Murphy, he was much more loud, much more boisterous. Not that I minded, it was who he was and I love how he compliments Murphy, they were yin and yang, light and dark and I got to be the shade of grey in between.
I look in the mirror once more as I slip my feet into my boots. I admit, my green eyes sparkled as I thought of my boys. I was excited, they didn't know of my arrival, only their Ma did. Oh how I loved Ma Macmanus, she was so good to me. Of course I admit maybe I did agree to help her trick the boys a few times, laughed when she would call and threaten to shoot herself just to get them riled. I exhale softly and head for the door. I really wasn't worried about locking up, that was another plus being deep in the hills, no one was around for miles. I walk around back of the cabin and greet my Irish Hunter stallion named, Riley. He greets me with a nuzzle and I pat him gently, he was a gift from my grandfather. Slowly I climb up on my horse and get situated. I pat him and off we go. We ride through the green pastures, along the ocean line, the salty air tickling my nose. I felt so free at this moment, so alive and the excitement over seeing my boys filled my body.
When we approach their small cottage, I stop just over the horizon. I was nervous, but I slowly continue on. Once in walking distance I slowly climb off my horse and walk towards the cottage. I tie my horse to a post out front and walk towards the door. I knock and soon I'm greeted by the towering figured of one Noah Macmanus. Being only slightly over five foot six, this man was intimidating. He smiles down at me and brings me into a bear hug. I had not seen him in ages either, he reminded me of my own father, strict, strong, but also caring and sweet when he wanted to be.
"Tis been a long time lass." He says finally letting me go.
"Aye, it has. I thought I would come surprise tha boys." I say.
"They should be comin' round any minute now." He says. "How long have ye been back?" He asks stepping onto the porch.
"Few days ago, I wanted to get settled in b'fore comin' ta see em." I say with a smile.
"Ah, they will be overjoyed ta see ya, lass." He says.
As if on cue, the boys appear just a little ways out in the field. I smile as Noah shoos me towards them, I knew he could feel my excitement. I run from the porch calling out to them. When they spot me they stop, smiles showing through their bearded faces. I run as fast as my legs could carry me towards my boys. I hear Murphy laugh, Connor call my name. I leap into Murphy's open arms and wrap my arms around him, squeezing him tight as he lifts me from my feet. I feel Connor wrap his arms around Murphy and myself, it felt like old times. I was sandwiched between the two brothers, laughter echoing, part of me almost expected to hear Rocco's laughter as well, forgetting he was now in heaven with the angels. I smile when I feel Murphy's hand brush through my hair. When he finally sits me down I turn and hug Connor, he too lifts me off my feet and squeezes me tight. Finally I'm back on my feet and the boys step back as if admiring me.
"I can't fuckin' believe it. Tis really you?" Murphy asks.
"O' course it's me ya tard!" I joke.
"Ye look good lass." Connor says. "I jus still can't believe it's you." He laughs.
"We've missed ye." Murphy says throwing an arm around my shoulder.
"I've missed ya both too." I say with a smile.
We begin to walk towards the cottage, Murphy's arm around my shoulder, my hand in Connor's. I know you're asking yourself, just who am I. Well let me tell you. My name is Meghan McCourt, grew up in Ireland, came to America with my mother when I was twenty one. I met the boys one night at a bar called McGinty's, I was a barmaid. Doc gave me good hours, good pay and the guys didn't give me any trouble, especially when they found out I was hanging out with the Macmanus twins. We forged a bond, one deeper than I can even explain to you. My story is long, but I am willing to tell if you are willing to listen. I will be more than happy to let you into my life with the Macmanus twins, just hope you are ready for the ride.
Noah is smiling as we approach, he steps aside and shoos us inside. The boys break away from me, letting me step into the house first. I smile and look around, it was quaint, perfect from hiding away from the world. I turn to face the three men as Noah closes the door.
"I bet you boys are hungry, perhaps I can help with dinner." I offer.
"Now ye know ye don' have ta be going and doing that." Noah says.
"Aye, but I want to." I say.
The three look at each other and then back at me, they could never really ever say no to me. Noah just laughs and shakes his head, the boys on the other hand smirk as Murphy walks over and puts his arm around me. He looks down at me and smirks before looking towards Connor.
"Well, looks like we'll be gettin' a good home cooked meal. Unlike that shit Connor passes off fer food." Murphy laughs.
"Go fuck yerself, Murph." Connor says flipping Murphy off.
"Make yerself at home dear, don' let these two worry ya too much." Noah says as he sits in his chair by the fireplace.
"I won't." I say. "You boys gonna show me to tha kitchen?" I add.
"Aye." Connor says holding out his arm. "Right this way, me lady." He smirks.
I laugh and hook my arm around Connor's as he and Murphy lead me towards the kitchen. It was small, but it worked and had all your basic needs. I couldn't help but smirk a bit as I look around, without Noah I could expect this place to be rather cluttery, just like the boys old Boston apartment, which I lived two floors under. I go about collecting pots and pans while asking the boys what type of meat they had. Corned beef, should of known, Connor could eat that like it was going out of style. Corned beef and cabbage would be on the menu tonight. Murphy grabs a paper package out of the fridge while Connor gathers the cabbage. It's like we hadn't missed a beat, hadn't been apart for more than a few days, instead of a few years.
"I still can't believe yer here, Meg." Murphy says sitting the package on the counter.
"I felt it was time ta come see ya's. Figured it was safe." I say sitting the pots on the stove.
"Aye. Glad you understood we didn' want ya ta get mixed up in tha mess". Connor says sitting the cabbage down on the counter.
"Aye, I know. Didn' keep me from worryin' bout cha." I say.
I smile as Murphy fills a pot full of water and puts it on. I unwrapped the corned beef from it's package, and grab the seasonings. I hear Connor and Murphy talking softly as I busy myself for a moment, putting together the pot that would produce dinner in a few hours. I smile, I remember the last time I cooked for my boys. Rocco was still with us, they were hung over from a night of drinking. I promised them dinner and a movie, it was one of my best memories. The night ended with Rocco and Murphy wrestling on the floor, Connor and I sharing the huge recliner I had in my apartment. We were watching some Clint Eastwood movie, I never really paid attention, but I watched it cause the boys liked it. I smile as I remember the next morning waking up in a pile of limbs on the floor. I lay across Murphy, Connor's head resting on my back and Rocco's legs stretched over mine. I remember laying there and thinking that it had been a good night.
As I finish adding my ingredients, I feel hands on my hips. I look over my shoulder to see Murphy standing there, his chin resting lightly on my shoulder. I smile and kiss the side of his head which made him smile at me.
"Wha's got ya smilin' like tha cat that swallowed tha canary?" He asked.
"Just thinkin' is all. Rememberin' tha last time I cooked for ya guys and Rocco." I smile.
"Aye, t'was a night ta remember. I still say I won tha wrestlin' match." Murphy jokes.
"Aye, I think ya did to. Roc would say other wise." I sigh. "I miss him." I add softly.
"Me to lass, me to." He says gently squeezing me.
We sit in silence for a bit, remembering our fallen friend. I tilt my head and rest it against Murphy's as I cover the pot and leave it to simmer. I rest my hands atop Murphy's and soon feel a head resting on my other shoulder. I move my arm and wrap it around Connor. I tell them it will all be alright, Rocco died with honor, I was proud of him and them for standing for something. When we finally break apart I turn around to face the boys, I give them a good look over. They had both aged a bit, but still had their boyish good looks. Their hair was longer, beards almost as long. I place one hand on Murphy's right cheek and the other on Connor's left cheek.
"Ye both look like mountain men." I tease.
"I prefer ruggedly handsome." Connor says.
"Don' get him started." Murphy jokes.
"Tis ok, I still love ye both just tha same." I smile kissing their cheeks.
"And we you, Meg." Connor says as they both kiss the top of my head.
I smile and let them lead me out of the kitchen. They wanted to show me around, get out of the house while dinner slowly came together. Noah just laughed and shook his head, he said it had been a long time since he had seen his boys so happy. They both nod, living in seclusion must have taken their toll on them. Even though I didn't say it, I could feel it in their presence. They were free spirits, not meant for a life away from everything. I settle in with the boys and Noah, listen to their stories and reminisce, it was good to be back around my extended family. Murphy takes my hand and turns it over, revealing my love knot. He smirks as if he was taken back to when I first got it, we can get to that a little later, no need to rush things, right?
Hours pass, laughter continues to echo and soon dinner was ready to be finished up. I leave Noah and the boys to talk while I make my way to the kitchen to finish dinner. I stand putting the finishing touches on things, setting down plates and silverware. That was when I was greeted by one Murphy Macmanus, he smiles and helps me set the small table.
"Almost ready." I say sweetly.
"Can't wait." He says.
"Wha's wrong, Murphy?" I ask.
"Whatcha mean?" He asks glancing towards me.
"I mean, ya look happy and yer smiling, but yer lookin' like yer thinkin' too hard." I say.
"Tis silly, jus ferget it." He says as he walks towards me.
"Ye know I can't do tha." I say. "Now out with it." I add.
"Well, when we left...we had unfinished business." He says softly.
"You mean the promise..." I say looking at him.
"Yeah, I mean, tis ok if ye, yo know, moved on. But jus so ya know, there hasn't been a day I haven't thought about cha." He says.
I smile softly and walk towards Murphy. I lean up and kiss the corner of his mouth, not caring that his whiskers tickled my nose. I look up into his deep blue eyes and brush his hair from his face.
"Ye know there hasn' been anyone else Murph. I made a promise, I told ye I would never break it." I say. "Besides, I got a thing for foul mouthed Irishmen." I wink.
Murphy's smile seemed to instantly come back, tis the way I like my Murphy, smirking like a little boy with his hand caught in the cookie jar. I watch him look over his shoulder before leaning down and kissing me, I wrap my arms around him and kiss him back. I missed him so much, missed how he held me and how he kissed me. His kisses were long, slow, methodical, the sensation would linger on my lips long after the kiss was broken. Slowly he pulls away from me and I smirk. I touch my lips and then laugh softly.
"Yer way of welcoming me home?" I ask sweetly.
"Ye could say tha'." He says with a smirk.
It was true, I did feel at home in the arms of my boys. I turn and take the pot off the burner and soon Murphy was busying himself helping me prepare dinner. Letting the meat rest while I cut the vegetables and he sliced bread. I glance at him every now and then and smirk causing him to smirk back. I look towards the door way to see Connor entering, he stands on the other side of me and holds out his hand. I hand him a knife and he begins to cut the corned beef. I know it may seem like nothing to anyone else, but I cherished things like this, especially the with life my boys lived.
Soon we were gathered around the table eating and laughing once more, we passed around a bottle of whiskey and ate till we had our fill. Of course I was complimented, told how I won their hearts with good food. I go to wash up, but Noah stops me, tells me he'll handle it. I smile and nod as Murphy goes around gathering the dishes. I step outside to check on Riley, who was drinking from the near by troth. I walk over and pet him, it would soon be time to head home. I smile as I feel arms come around my waist and lips press against the side of my head, it was Connor. His kisses were always planned out, was it a shock? He liked to sneak up from behind me and spring little ones on me. I slowly turn around and look up at him. His hair and beard were a bit shorter than Murphy's, but the same set of blue eyes peeked out from under his mane.
"Almost time ta go already?" He asked softly.
"Soon, yeah." I say.
"Tis a shame ye know. I let ya leave me life once..." He trailed off.
"Ya had yer reasons." I say.
"Doesn' mean it wasn' hard, ye know." He says brushing a few hairs from my face.
"I know, but I still remember my promise." I reassure him.
"Tha right?" He asks.
"There's never been nor will there ever be anyone else." I assure him.
Connor leans down and kisses me, burying his hand in my hair. His kisses were more possessive, he liked to lead and be the one in control, some times I was quite happy giving him the lead, other times I liked to fight for dominance. I lift my arms and wrap them around his neck and lean into him. He lifts me off my feet a bit causing me to break the kiss and laugh. I place my hands on his cheeks and look down into his blue eyes.
"Welcome home lass." He says.
"Nowhere else I'd rather be." I say as Connor sits me down.
I turn as someone clears their throat, it was Murphy standing in the doorway. I know what you're thinking, but I can assure you, you're probably wrong. If you think I'm playing the brothers, sneaking around with one behind the others back, you'd be wrong. I didn't lie when I told them both there was no one else, because it was true. There was no other men out there for me except my Macmanus boys. Murphy walks towards Connor and I, he reaches out and lifts my chin, kissing me softly. I look up at my boys, and smile. I loved my boys and they loved me, more than anyone could ever understand.
"Leavin' so soon?" Murphy asks.
"Have ta, I need to get Riley home." I say softly.
The boys share a look and smirk, that was never a good thing. Of course I could tell they were speaking their "twin language", Connor smirks and lets me go for a minute as he pats Murphy on the shoulder.
"Looks like tha lass is in need of escorts back home." Connor says.
"Aye. Tis lookin' like rain too, perhaps she will need someone ta stay with her." Murphy adds.
"Ye make a vaild point, brother." Connor says.
I just laugh and shake my head as Connor walks inside for a moment. I hear Noah laugh and Connor walk back out with a smirk on his face.
"Well then, tis settled." He says.
"An who says I was gonna agree?" I ask innocently.
"Ye can't deny us, ye love us too much Meg." Murphy says.
"Murph's right ye know, besides, tis gettin' dark and we couldn' let ya leave by yerself." Connor adds.
Before I knew it Murphy was untying Riley and motioning for me to climb up first. Murphy climbs up onto Riley as Connor goes to fetch his horse. Soon we were off, back down the path to my cabin. I hold on to Murphy, resting my chin on his shoulder as we ride. This day had turned out better than I could of ever imagined. Murphy was right, rain was heading our way, the air was getting cooler and the ocean was unsettled. We slowly come up on my cottage, just as I left it. Murphy helps me down from my horse and he and Connor lead both horses to my stable out back.
I make my way inside, turning on my lamps as I did. I kick off my boots by the door and smile to myself, I was home and had my boys back after these long years. I turn just in time to see the boys walking inside, closing the door behind them. I motion for them to sit down, both nod kicking off their boots by the door and walking towards the couch to sit down. I walk over and plop down on the couch between them.
"It's still so strange, tis been three years since I saw yas last." I say shaking my head.
"Had to make sure you were safe, couldn', wouldn' risk ya." Connor says.
I smile, wiping away the tears that were trying to fall. I guesss it had been building inside of me, I had spent the last three years pretty much alone. Sure, I had a few friends around, but the day the boys left, they had taken my heart with them. I wasn't able to follow them at the time, just incase I was being watched, I didn't want to lead anyone to them.
"Don't be cryin' now lass, tis ok." Murphy assures me.
"We missed ye just as much." Connor adds.
"Tis just, I feel everything is back how it should be. My heart broke the day ye both left, now I jus feel relieved." I say.
Murphy pulls me towards him, onto his lap and wraps his arms around me. He kisses my bare shoulder as Connor moves closer to us, lifting my bare feet to rest on his lap. I lay my head down on Murphy's shoulder and exhale softly. We sat like that for a while, in a comfortable silence, listening as the rain began to pour outside. Connor subconsciously rubs his hand up and down my leg as my arm rests across the back of the couch, fingers gently twirling Murphy's hair. Connor's head rests against Murphy's shoulder, Murphy's head resting against mine.
We continued to sit, eyes closed, enjoying the moment, enjoying having the other two around. Our little family was back together and if I had my way, it would stay this way. I wasn't going to let the boys breeze out of my life again, my heart couldn't take it. A small yawn escapes my lips, which causes Murphy to raise his head. He could see my eyes were growing tired, his were too. Connor lifts his head as well and they both share a look. Murphy hooks an arm around me and one under my leg, then stands up.
"An wha do ye think yer doin'? I ask.
"Takin' ye ta bed silly girl." He smirks. "No arguin' now." He adds.
I just laugh as Murphy carries me towards the bedroom, Connor turns down the lamps and follows behind Murphy. Murphy sits me down on the bed and I watch as both boys slip out of their sweaters, revealing their bare chests and newly added tattoos. Connor had the beginnings of the torso of Jesus, while Murphy's was the beginnings of Jesus' feet. I slip out of my skirt, toss it aside and scoot back on the bed. Connor lays down to my left and Murphy on the right of my king sized bed. Of course I was in my rightful place, between my saints. I lay on my back, head resting against Connor's arm as Murphy takes my right hand in his and turns it over revealing my love knot, he kisses it.
"Ye know I still cherish it, I wear it with pride. It tells tha world I belong somewhere, to someone." I say looking up at Murphy.
"Tis right, you belong ta us. Always have an always will ye know?" He say softly.
"That mean ye'll have me back?" I ask innocently.
"Like ye even have ta ask." Connor says.
"There's no one else." Murphy adds.
I smile and tilt my head to look at Connor, he kisses me, a bit rough, but also as if he were telling me just how much I was missed. I feel Murphy slowly push my shirt up my torso and kiss my bare stomach. I whimper just a bit as Murphy pulls me away from Connor and into a kiss of his own. Not that I minded, this, it was so much more than sex, it was bonding, cementing ourselves in what we called family. I wrap my arms around Murphy as Connor kisses my neck. I was in heaven right about now, my body was already anticipating what was to come.
I break the kiss with Murphy just long enough for Connor to slide my shirt over my head and for Murphy to make quick work of the black lacy bra I had on. I kiss Murphy again as Connor runs his hands up my bare back, making me shiver. He kisses a trail down my bare back as I reach down and start undoing Murphy's pants. Murphy slides out of his pants and boxers as the kiss breaks. Connor gently turns my head towards him and locks me in a kiss as Murphy kisses a trail down my neck and down the valley between my breasts. Murphy continues his descent as I reach up and grip the back of Connor's head. I buck my hips up a bit against Murphy and moan into Connor's mouth as Murphy nips and gently bites my sensitive skin.
Connor quickly strips his jeans and boxers as well. Murphy lays me back on the bed as he continues so make his way down my body. I moan softly as Connor leans down and kisses me once more. I felt Murphy's tongue against me, I buck my hips and arch my back as I grip Connor's hair and deepen the kiss. Murphy was a slow torturer, he knew how to us his hands and lips to drive someone crazy. My toes gently curl as Connor's lips find their way to my neck. He bites and sucks on the sensitive skin there as I moan Murphy's name over and over. I reach up and run my hand through my hair as Connor's lips find their way over my breasts.
After a few more moments of torture I feel Murphy grab my hips and pull me down to him. He rises up to his knees and pulls me onto his lap causing me to moan softly as I wrap my legs around him. I grind my hips into him as I feel Connor behind me, his warm breath on my neck. Connor runs his tongue up my neck as I wrap my arms around Murphy's neck. He starts thrusting up and we move in rhythm with each other, I whimper softly as Connor growls possessively in my ear that I belong to them, I was theirs, now and forever before nipping at my ear lobe. Murphy draws me into a kiss, it was long, slow and I felt like he was going to suck the life out of me. I was in heaven and surrounded by Saints.
When the kiss breaks I lay my head back on Connor's shoulder as he runs his hands up my torso. Murphy leans forward and runs his tongue up my torso and up the valley between my breasts. I move my hips fast, wanting move of Murphy, as my nails dig into his shoulder. I groan as I feel Murphy grip my hips and bury his face between my breasts. I lick my lips, Murphy growls at me and stays motionless for a moment. I lean back against Connor's chest and look up at him. Before I knew it, he was pulling me away from Murphy, there was his dominance kicking in. He pulls me against him, my back against his chest as I straddle his lap backwards. I move my hips slowly and get situated. We move in almost the same rhythm I had with Murphy, only Connor was a bit faster. He wraps an arm around my waist and leans his head forward, pressing his forehead against my shoulder.
As I move with Connor I lean forward and pull Murphy towards me. I smirk and kiss him roughly, nipping at his lips as I run my hand through his hair. I move my kisses down Murphy's neck, tracing the tattoo there with my tongue before slowly licking his Adam's apple. He tilts his head and I bite the sensitive skin their. I arch my back and moan softly into Murphy's neck as I feel Connor's tongue run of up bare back. His fingers digging into my hips as he speeds up the rhythm in which we were moving in. I place my hands on Murphy's shoulders as Connor kisses my neck. Murphy leans forward and proceeds to give my breast much needed attention, these boys were going to be the death of me.
I squeeze Murphy's shoulder and lean my head back into a kiss from Connor. I was getting so close to my second release, I could feel Connor getting close too. I moan softly breaking the kiss, almost yelling out as waves of pleasure wrack my body. I feel Connor tremble behind me and Murphy rest his forehead on my chest. There we sat for a moment, connected bodies, hearts and souls. I run my fingers through my sweet Murphy's hair as Connor rests his forehead on my shoulder. I nuzzle the side of his head and smirk, what a way to end the evening. Soon though, the boys slowly move, Murphy to my right and Connor to my left and me in the middle.
I turn over on my side and snuggle my back up against Connor's chest, Murphy pulls the blankets up over us and then burrows down in the blankets, resting his head on the pillow next to mine. I brush a few hairs from Murphy's face and kiss his forehead. I feel Connor wrap an arm around my waist and soon Murphy follows suit and rests his arm over mine and Connor's hips. This is the way it should of always been and the way it will always be if I had anything to say about it.
"I love ye both." I whisper softly.
"We love ye to, lass." They say in unison.
I smile and yawn a bit, I guess it was contagious as both boys yawned as well. I was happy, I had my boys back and life was starting to look pretty good. I feel Connor move a bit, getting situated, we were all close to letting sleep claim us.
"Goodnight my loves." I whisper.
"Goodnight." They whisper in unison.
There we laid, slowly slipping into a dream world, completely and utterly exhausted and satisfied. This is only the beginning of my story, there is so much to tell. I was in love with twin vigilante Saints, there was never any room in my heart for another other men but them. My body, my heart and my soul belonged to them and I wasn't complaining. I finally drift to sleep with a smile on my lips in the arms of my Saints.
A/N- Well? So far so good? hehe ;)