Here's the next installment of Angels of Saints. Enjoy.
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Chapter 2: Welcome the Saints
Connor and Murphy laughed at another one of Doc's mixed sayings. No matter how down they were, Doc always found a way to make them smile. They looked over to the end of the bar to see their father setting up the chess board.
"Hey Doc, can we get another beet?" Murph spoke up. Before Doc could answer, the door opened to reveal two women standing with large grins. They looked around before walking to a booth smiling and laughing.
"Hey Murph, ye see those girls that just walked in?" Connor asked as he snapped his brother out of his trance.
"No Conn, I was the only block in the bar ta not look over at them," Murph joked.
"Well, what do ye think they're doin' here? It's a bit dangerous for American women ta be in an Irish bar," Connor said as he glanced quickly around the bar.
"Aye, but they don't seem like they care. Think we should roll out the welcome wagon?" Murph said as he smirked then took a sip of his beer.
"Aye, we should," Connor said as they ordered two more beers. They looked over and saw that the girls seemed to be in a debate with each other. Picking up their beers, along with the extra two, they walked up to the girls.
"Ello girls, fancy a drink?" Murph asked as he placed a beer in front of one of the girls. They looked at each other before scooting to the back of the booth to give the boys room. Connor and Murph smiled before taking their seats. They watched as the girls accepted the drinks and took a big sip.
"So, ye got names?" Connor asked.
"Of course we've got names. Be a bit silly if ye walked around without a name," the girl to his left said.
"Ye're from Ireland?" Murph asked in surprise.
"Aye, we are. Was it the accent that gave us away?" came the sarcastic response from the girl on his right.
"Aye, we just figured ye were from America and so we came over here ta protect ye from us Irish brutes," Connor said with a silly smile.
"We have brothers that are our Irish brutes. There isn't a man in here that could scare us but thank ye for yer concern," the girl to Connor's left said as she smiled back at him.
"Then perhaps ye could tells us yer names," Murph prodded.
The girls looked at each other before nodding. "I'm Eryn," the girl from Connor's left introduced.
"And I'm Brie, now that we've told y our names, what are yers'? Brie asked.
"I'm Connor and this is Murphy," Connor introduced as he nodded his head towards his brother. Eryn was taking a sip of her beer as Connor spoke their names before choking a bit.
"Ye alright there, Eryn" Murph asked with caution.
"Um, Connor and Murphy MacManus?" Brie asked as Eryn tried to clear her throat.
"Um, yeah," Connor said as he eyed the girls carefully.
"Well that was easier than I thought it would be," Eryn laughed.
"What are ye talking about?" Murph asked.
"Tells us, do ye know a Tristan Gregor or a Colin Logan?" Brie asked with an amused look.
"Aye, they're mates of ours back in Ireland. Why?" Connor asked as he fully relaxed.
"Well, Tristan is me big brother. Colin is Brie's. Yer ma told us ta find ye two as well as yer da and ta drag ye back ta Ireland," Eryn explained.
"Christ, she's sendin' in the cavalry ta drag our asses back," Murph laughed as he lit two cigarettes and handed one to Connor.
"Yup! She's a very persuasive woman," Brie laughed and finished her beer.
"So that evil woman sent ye all the way ta America ta drag us back," Connor asked with a sly grin.
"No, we came here for our own reasons. We're just doing this as a favor ta MaBelle," Eryn corrected.
"MaBelle?" Murph asked.
"It's our nickname for her," Brie filled in as she stole the last of Eryn's drink.
"So what are yer reasons for coming here?" Connor asked as he watched Eryn smack Brie for stealing her drink.
Picking up her drink, she looked over at Connor and smiled. "It's still early and I wanted ta go ta a bar," Eryn said with a harmless smile.
"That's not what he meant," Murph said as he shook his head.
"We know but we're not gonna dish the heavy stuff on a first date," Brie said as she winked at the boy then cuddled her injured hand. "Ye put my hand ta sleep on purpose!"
"Ta teach ye a lesson. Hope ye learned it well," Eryn laughed as she finished her drink.
Brie shook her head then proceeded to beat the blood back into her hand. Connor laughed and shook his head. The girls reminded him of Murph and himself in one of their 'who's older' matches. "Understandably, ye want ta meet our da?" Connor asked, taking the empty glasses.
"Noah?" Eryn perked up from watching the amusement of the self beating.
"Ye know our da?" Murph asked.
"Well when we were all babies, we all used ta play tagether. Then Noah left and then ye two left but our Ma's all keep in touch," Brie explained as she finally got feeling back in her hand.
"I don't remember that," Connor said as he gave a somewhat distant look.
"Of course not, ye two were toddlers when ye left with MaBelle," Eryn said as she moved to grab her empty glass from Connor to go fill it but he merely moved it out of the way.
"So it's ye two that are in our pictures. We were wondering who they were," Murph commented as he stared off into space.
Connor shook his head as his brother before walking over to the bar with the empty glasses. He quickly placed them behind the counter. Walking over to his father and Doc, he pulled up a stool to watch them play.
"So I see ye've found some lasses ta entertain," Noah commented as he moved his knight forward.
"Aye and they want ta meet ye," he said as he smiled at Doc who sat contemplating his next move.
"I…I…I hope ye t…t…two are keeping an eye on t…t…t…them. FUCK! ASS!" Doc stuttered out as he moved his queen out into play.
"Don't worry about them, Doc, Those girls can handle themselves. They're from back home, ye know," Connor said with a sly grin.
"Really now? Now that ye mention it, yer Ma did say something about two friends of hers looking for us," Da said as he checked Doc's king.
"Yeah, and I think we found them. Those girls said that they're actually here for other reasons but are looking for us as a favor to Ma," Connor commented as Doc moved his king away from Noah's queen.
"Ye found them? Well, let me finish this game and I'll be right over there ta meet them," Noah said as he moved another piece.
"You got it, Da. Hey Doc, can I get a couple of beers from behind the bar?" Connor as he stood up from his stool.
"Sure, help yerself," Doc said as he waved him away. Laughing, Connor went behind the bar and filled up four more glasses. With great ease, he carried the drinks over to the table.
"Ye girls miss me?" Connor asked with a sly smile.
"Well I don't know, Murphy has been very entertaining. So I guess we didn't," Eryn joked.
"Oh, how cruel ye two are," Connor joked as he placed the beers on the table and handed them to Brie and Murphy.
"Where's mine?" Eryn asked with a bit of pout.
"Ye didn't miss me, so ye don't get one," Connor teased as he placed both beers in front of him. Before he even got a chance to sit, Eryn's hand grabbed one of the beers and pulled it close. Murph and Brie burst out laughing as she glared at him and took a sip of her beer.
"So what took ye so long, Conn?" Murph said as he fought his laughter.
"Little thief," he teased before taking his seat and turning back to Murphy. "Talked ta Da and Doc for a bit then refilled the glasses."
"What are they doing this time?"
"Playin' chess again? Da looked like he was winnin' He said when he was done he'd come over ta meet ye girls," Connor said as he looked at the girls.
"It's been a long time since we've seen Noah," Eryn said as she looked down into her beer.
"Considering ye don't remember what he looks like," Brie challenged.
"And yer one ta talk? Ye only remember his butterfly tattoo!" Eryn challenged back.
"Well at least that's something!" Brie retorted.
"Well ye know that I have always had a bad memory," Eryn said as she shrugged off Brie's attempt to stir Eryn's temper. Eryn just winked at the boys and started on her beer.
"And ta think they let ye work in hospitals," Brie joked as she joined Eryn in a drink.
"Ye're a fuckin' nurse?" Connor asked in surprise.
"No, I'm a fuckin doctor. There's a difference. I work down in the ER at Boston County General," Eryn corrected.
"So what do ye do then?" Murph asked as he turned to Brie.
"Oh, I'm a lawyer. More criminal law than anything else," Brie said. Both Connor and Murphy tensed a bit at Brie's words.
"So ye defend criminals?" Connor asked.
"No, I refuse to help people that are criminals. I represent the victims," Brie said as she gave him a hard look.
"Easy there, Brie. No need ta get worked up while we're drinking. Ye know how ye are," Eryn said as she tried to calm the Irish lawyer.
"Ye right, sorry about that," Brie said as she took another sip.
"It's alright, just relax," Murph said as he looked at his brother.
"So how come ye two are at a bar if ye both have big jobs?" Connor teased.
"Hard day at work," they both said at the same time and took a sip of their drinks.
"Are ye sure ye both aren't twins?" Connor joked as he watched them.
"Aye," Eryn spoke as she rubbed her eyes.
"We've just been around each other since birth," Brie said as she leaned back in the chair.
"Same thing," Murph joked as he nudged Connor.
"So what do ye two do?" Eryn asked. Both Connor and Murphy looked at each other and feeling of panic started to spread throughout them as they looked back at the girls. They were about to tell them something when Noah walked over.
"Now ye two must be the girls my Annabelle said would be visiting," he said as he pulled up a chair.
"Hello sir," they said in unison. Noah let out a gentle laugh as he stole a small sip of Murphy's drink.
"No need for formalities, girls," Noah said. "Now, what are yer names?"
"I'm Eryn Gregor," Eryn said with a soft smile.
"And I'm Brie Logan," Brie said next.
"Hmm, ye both have the last names of two mates of mine, Teague and Baine," Noah said as he watched the girls.
"Teague Gregor and Baine Logan?" Eryn asked?
"Aye?"
"They're our Das," brie said softly. Noah looked at the girls in total disbelief.
"Aye, I see the resemblance now. Ye two know where they are, right?" he asked with serious eyes.
"Aye, we know," Eryn said darkly.
"Da, what's going on?" Connor asked as the mood seemed tense.
"It's nothing," Brie said before grabbing her jacket.
"We're sorry but we have ta go," Eryn said as she put on her jacket. She opened her wallet and pulled out two business cards. On the back of one card she wrote down an address.
"Here, if ye ever want ta get a hold of us." Eryn said as she followed Brie. Sitting there quietly, the boys finished their drinks and looked at their father.
"Time for us ta go, lads," Noah said. The two nodded as they followed their father out of the bar and down the road to their new apartment. The three men took their seats and lit their cigarettes. Connor and Murphy looked at their father waiting an explanation.
"Their fathers were in the Hoag with me and are still there," Noah said to his waiting sons.
"What? What the fuck are they doin' there?" Murphy shouted.
"All three of us were working together in destroyin' evil. They caught all three of us and sent us ta prison. When they released me, Baine and Teague were watching from their cells. I told them I'd get them out but as ye can see that hasn't happened yet," Noah said as his eyes saddened.
"Jesus, those two must be torn," Connor said as he took a drag.
"Aye and ta think those girls must think their das are traitors ta the faith," Murph said as he looked at his brother.
What do ye mean?" Noah asked.
Brie is a criminal lawyer and that she only defends their victims," Murph explained.
"This poses a problem for us then. They may not take ta kindly ta the Saints," Noah said as his phoned rang.
"Smecker?" Connor asked
"Aye," Noah said as he answered the phone and walked away. Connor and Murphy looked at each other and leaned back into the sofa.
"What do ye think?" Murph asked.
"That I want ta get ta know Eryn," Connor said with a sly girn.
"That's not what I meant but I do agree. Brie is very intriguing," Murph said as his grin matched his brothers.
"Perhaps we should pay them a visit?" Connor asked with a laugh.
"Ye'll have ta wait until our job is done. Get yer gear boys, it's time ta go ta work," Noah said as he cleaned his shot gun. Both boys gave their father sad looks before getting their guns and got ready for their next job.
Well I hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter will be up soon.
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