* Please review! A special thanks to Water and Winter for letting me bounce ideas for this story off them! I looked up a few irish terms/slang for words Eejit means idiot. Mot means girlfriend. Please read The Possessed to understand this story. Thank you!*
Connor reclined back in the driver's seat of his car and pursed his lips together while he stared out of his windshield. A long, loud motorboat sound escaped his lips while he tried not to look over at his brother as Murphy picked Tatum up and pressed her against the passenger window. They had been dating three weeks and couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. Connor was getting bored already.
Murphy slid Tatum across the side of the car until he came to the hood. He planted her on it, with his hands and fingers digging into her ass while his tongue owned hers. Long, slow and deep they made out, again. Her hands were tugging at the ends of his hair as she tried to bring him even closer to her than he already was. She hooked her legs around his waist and pressed her heels into his ass. If it was up to her, Murphy would lay her out on the hood of the car and finally take her like the dream had showed her. Three weeks and they hadn't moved pass making out and touching outside of the clothes.
" Come on!" Connor yelled as he slammed the heel of his hand into the horn of the car. " I want to hit the pub!" Tatum jumped at the blaring of the horn and cast a look over her shoulder at the other twin. Murphy's hand cupped her cheek as he turned her face back to his.
" Ignore him, my lass. Keep kissing me." He whispered before he kissed her again. Her hands slipped from his hair to his elbows.
" The sooner we go out, the sooner we can come go back to the cabin and make this real, like you have been promising me we'd do." Tatum whispered against his lips.
Murphy groaned but pulled away. His hands left her body to plant down flat against the hood of the car while he leaned down to stare at her. Her legs slipped from him as she smiled. Her hands moved to his chest as she took a hold of his shirt and linked her ankles together. Her lips burned from his and his taste was coating her tongue. She sighed and as she tilted her head to the side.
" Why did we agree to this?" He asked.
" Because I have been free for three weeks and I haven't seen the town yet. Because I need this. Because I need out of the house Dad and I share. Because I want to have a few drinks then I want to go home with my boyfriend and have sex with him." Tatum said, bunching Murphy's shirt up in her hands and making him grin.
" Come on than, my lass. Let's give you what you need." He grabbed her around her waist and hauled her off the hood of the car, making her laugh. She grabbed him by his neck and, again, her legs went around his waist. He carried her to the back of the car and yanked open the door.
" It's about, fucking, time." Connor snapped as the couple climbed in.
" I'm sorry, Connor. I was just showing Murphy how happy I am to see him." Tatum said, pulling off Murphy's lap to turn around. She grabbed the front seats and leaned forward.
" And this fella? Are you happy to see him too?" Connor asked as the back door shut. She laughed and planted a kiss against his cheek.
" Of course I am. You two of some of my favorite people on the face on the planet." Tatum said.
She sat back and snuggled into Murphy's arms at once. They wrapped around each other, tangling up their legs first then their arms. Her overnight bag was all packed and sitting in the trunk of their car. Since the demons had left Tatum, she and dad had stayed at the cabin with the brothers for a week before they moved into a house, owned by one of Brian's old friends. The brothers came to see Tatum every day and in the evenings, she and Brian went to the cabin for dinner. Tatum and Murphy would take walks around the land but since her first trip into town when she had been taken over by the demons, she hadn't been back and was looking forward to the night. Her bruises were mostly gone. The color was back to her skin and she had managed to gain some of her normal weight back. Her hair had grown out slightly and almost reached her shoulders. It was just long enough that she could pull it back and hide the choppy, uneven ends. She was going to grow it a little longer then get a good hair cut to even it up.
" Are you excited to go out?" Murphy mumbled into her neck before he kissed it lightly.
" I am." Tatum said. Connor started up the car then pulled away from her small house.
" This is going to be a good time." He said. " You are going to unwind and we are going to show you off."
" What do you mean? Show me off?" Tatum asked, placing her hand against Murphy to still him. Her other hand flew up to her hair as a rush of panic washed over her.
" Our friends are meeting us there and they are excited to meet you." Connor explained.
" Me? Why?" She asked, looking at Murphy. " I don't look nice yet."
" Are you kidding, Love? You look beautiful." Connor asked with a chuckle. " When we go to town for supplies, you are all our Murph talks about." She looked at him sharply, making him grin.
" You talk about me?" She asked.
" Oh aye. Talks about you so much our men are already calling you his little wifie." Murphy actually blushed which made her smile. He shot forward and smacked Connor in the back of the head.
" Shut it!" He snapped. Connor laughed as Tatum grabbed at Murphy and kissed him hard. Connor looked up and into his rearview mirror.
" Oh come on!" He yelled at the same time Murphy's hands came up to her face. " No more making out tonight!"
" You really talk about me?" She whispered against Murphy's lips.
" Aye and you look beautiful." Murphy returned.
Once they reached the small pub Murphy and Connor used to go to every night, Tatum felt her stress level increase. She remembered what she looked like before the possession, and why she hadn't thought she was the prettiest girl around, she knew had looked better than she did than. She didn't know why she hadn't thought about seeing people they actually knew and now that she knew she was going too, she felt sick her stomach.
Connor parked the car behind the pub then got out first to let Murphy and Tatum have a few minutes alone. He knew his brother and his girlfriend well by now. They would want to kiss for a few minutes before they joined him. So Connor leaned against the car door and pulled out his pack of smokes. He would let them have the time while he smoked but when he was done, he would drag them out of the car if he had too.
" I'm nervous. I didn't think I would be meeting anyone. I don't think I'm ready for that." Tatum said as she ran her hands up and down Murphy's chest. Because she couldn't not touch his chest and arms. She loved his tattoos and would slip her hands up his sleeves to stroke them every change she got. His chest was so wide and tight that she almost couldn't control herself around him.
" You'll be fine." Murphy promised.
" Murph, look at me." She said with a pained looked on her face. " My hair is a mess, I'm still too skinny and pale and there are still some bruises on my arms." Murphy took a hold of her hands and pulled them from his chest. He turned them so they were palm side up and leaned down to place a kiss on each other her palms.
" Tatum, listen to me," He said when he was done. He looked through the darkness and into her eyes. " no one will judge you here, this I can promise you. These men are excited to meet you. They have asked over and over again when they could meet you. If you are really against this, we will take the car and go back to the cabin. Connor can find a way home but I'd really like to show you around. I'd really like you to meet our friends here."
Tatum closed her eyes and sighed. He did want this, she could see it all over his face. She could do this. Before the demons, she would walked into that bar on his arm and smiled and met his friends without a worry. After...a warm kiss was pressed against her forehead as his hands took a hold of her upper arms and squeezed. At the same time, a pounding came from the top of the car. She sighed again and opened her eyes.
" Let's go." She said.
" Are you sure?" Murphy asked. She smiled and nodded.
" Yeah." Murphy smiled and leaned in. They both offered up light, small kisses before Murphy turned and opened his door.
" About, fucking, time." Connor mumbled.
" Shut it." His brother snapped as he stood up. He tugged on his hand, helping Tatum out of the car. Connor smiled at her and tossed his arm around her slender shoulders.
" Come on, Love." He said, squeezing her tightly and pulling her from Murphy as they started to walk. He leaned down and pressed the side of his mouth to her head. " You look lovely. Now, these men are men me and Murphy grew up with. They can confirm all the stories I have told you about how whiney Murph is." Tatum laughed and shook her head. Murphy took a hold of her arm and pulled her away from his brother.
" Not true." He was saying. " They confirm to you that Connor had always been the whiney one." His arm replaced Connor's to slide along her shoulders at the same time one of hers went around his waist. She leaned her head into his chest and smiled. " We can leave whenever you want." Murphy whispered into her hair at the same time Connor opened the door to the pub.
Shouts, curses, and laughter erupted right away. Murphy grinned as his arm tighten on his girlfriend. They followed Connor in, pulling at everyone's attention at once. The brothers stopped walking, both grinning. Tatum tried to peer out from behind Connor, who was standing directly in front of her. He held up his arms as if he was a king, addressing his court.
" Get your fucking ass out of the way!" Someone yelled out, making Connor's arms drop right away.
" Aye! We don't want to see your ugly face!" Someone else yelled. Connor shook his head but headed to the bar at the same time two men started towards Murphy and Tatum, each grinning.
" So this is her, Aye? The little American." One of the men said. The activity in the bar started up again almost right away.
Connor leaned against the bar and quickly ordered three beers, for himself, his brother, and Tatum. He then turned and rested his back against the bar and grinned as some of the men elbowed his brother and another one tried to steal Tatum away. She was smiling and nodding at something one of the men were saying while Murphy laughed.
" That her then?" A man named Jack asked as he came up to Connor's side. Jack and the twins had grown up together, gotten in trouble together and reconnected after the twins came back from America.
" Aye." Connor said, pulling out a smoke from his shirt pocket.
" She's the reason you two eejits finally decided to cut your hair?" Jack asked, making Connor chuckle as he brought the smoke to his mouth.
" Aye." He said.
He bent his head down and brought his lighter up. As the tip of the flame hit the end of his smoke, something across the room caught his eyes. Something that was moving towards the door quickly, a head full of golden hair. Connor frowned and yanked the smoke out of his mouth, lifting his head again. The golden hair hurried pass Murphy and Tatum and glanced over her shoulder before pushing the door open.
" Holy shit." Connor whispered.
" Pretty lil Mot, he's got there. Have to say, never thought I'd see either of you two settling down." Jack said.
" Did you see that girl? The one with the golden hair?" Connor asked. The golden hair quickly disappeared outside.
" Who?" Jack asked.
" The one who looked like the angel." Connor said. He pushed away from the bar with a frown.
" An angel?" Jack called out over the noise. " Ain't no angels in here."
But his voice was lost to Connor who was completely focused on the door. He was pushing through the crowd, ignoring the shouts and pushes. He had to see her face close up. Her hair, it looked just like the angel's hair did when she last visited them. Was she coming to see them again? Was something wrong? Did the angel have another message for them? They were promised that they were safe but if that was true, why was the angel there?
" Connor?" Tatum asked as he passed her.
" Just a minute, Love." He said, squeezing her shoulder quickly.
When he reached the door, he yanked it open and hurried outside, into the dark. He looked one way, the the other but the street was empty. He hurried out into the street, looking from one way to the next and back again. He frowned as he turned in slow circles. He had seen her, Connor was sure of it. He'd know that hair anywhere. No one around them had that golden color of hair.
" Angel!" Connor called out. " I saw you! Angel!" Only his voice greeted him as it bounced back from the buildings around him. " Fuck." He cursed.