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Sorry to anyone following the story, real life is a bitch :)

Chapter Two

I didn't have another chance to see the brothers until two weeks after they walked me home. I began working at the motel a few weeks after living there; the owners gave me a discounted price since I have been staying for so long. It was late on a week night; I was behind the counter working on some paper work that needed to be done when the annoying bell that sits on the counter began ringing without a pause. Turning around I came face to face with the grinning brothers, rolling my eyes I walked over to the counter and slammed my hand on top of Murphy's in an attempt to get the damn bell to shut up. After he let out a chuckle he moved his hand, I used this opportunity to snatch the bell and hide it out of their reach.

"So… what are you two doing here?" I looked between the two faces waiting for an answer, Murphy surprisingly was the one to answer me, and in a tone that was strikingly different from the attitude I received two weeks ago.

"Came to make sure you are alright, haven't seen you walking the street you know. Didn't want to find out that you caught some air born disease from this place" While he was insulting the place she lived he looked around with a disgusted face.

"You make it sound like I'm a prostitute; I was at a friend's house and was heading home"

Connor let out a chuckle "You don't have to explain yourself to us"

"Aye, we are only kidding around with you." Murphy agreed with his brother then grabbed his cigarettes from his jacket pocket lighting one and blowing smoke from the corner of his mouth, In that moment I had a small thought that I could see myself being attracted to Murphy if the situation was different.

Shaking my head to get rid of the sudden thought I moved on with the conversation "What made you two think that I would be here anyways?"

Connor shrugged his shoulders and walked over to a chair in the lounge, he shifted a few times to get comfortable and after draping his legs over the arm of the chair he responded "Thought we would try our luck, wanted to see if you would like to have a drink with us" I was barely able to hear his question because Murphy had jumped onto the counter and lounged out the way his brother had. I was in the middle of trying to push him from the counter when the question registered in my mind. I thought to myself for a moment realizing this could be my opportunity to finally ask for the help that I need.

"Yeah, I could use a drink. I should be off when I've finished with this paper work. Where are we going?"

I turned back around to finish up the paper work while the boys lounge around.

"There is a bar we go to figure we could stop in and have a few drink and get to know each other better" Connor replied from his place on the chair. I simply nodded my head, to the brothers it would appear that I was concentrating on the task at hand, but in reality I was dealing with the thoughts that were racing through my mind. By the time I finished my paper work I had composed my face and put my thoughts in order. I will be going out with the boys and after a few drinks I will ask them for the help that I need.

"Alright boys I'm ready to go" I turned around as I said this to find the boys sitting next to each others with heir heads bowed down talking in whispers, it peaked my curiosity but decided it wasn't my business, maybe I would ask about that later.

The boys looked up at me after I interrupted them and they stood slowly from their seats and walked over to the counter and waited for me to finish what I was doing. After putting down on the sheet what time I was leaving I grabbed my jacket and slipped it on as I walked around the counter. I was surprised to find that I wasn't as nervous about going out with two strangers as I should have been, but I reminded myself silently who my company was and figured that was the source of my calm. I stood by the door and looked at the boys I raised an eyebrow silently asking why they were just standing back and watching. The boys got the hint that it was time to go and followed me out the door. I walked silently behind the boys as the lead me to the bar, knowing exactly where we were going I could have lead us there with my eyes closed, but telling the boys I am their personal stalker this early in the night may put a spoiler on the night.

We came up on the bar shortly after leaving the motel and while Connor held the door open for me I followed Murphy inside, immediately the place blew up with cheers as the brothers walked in. I felt too many pairs of eyes on me and it made me uncomfortable, but luckily Connor walked up and put a loose arm around my shoulders and led me to a back booth in a dark corner.

This is where I found myself three hours and four beers later, I was feeling more than tipsy and I was rambling about things that made no sense while the boys each with their own beers in hand laughed around me. I lifted my head from the table top and glared at Murphy who was sitting across from me

"Shut up Murphy! It's your fault I'm over here like this, I told the both of you I don't drink too often, and two beers were enough for me."

"Aye, we heard you the first 800 times you said it but you can't expect to come out drinking with us and only have two beers." He followed the statement up by taking a large swig from his beer. Connor who had been unnaturally quite finished his beer and looked at his brother, he gave him a slight nod and slid out from next to me.

I watched him walk up to the bar and take a seat next to a man whom he seemed to know very well. "Where is he going?" Murphy glanced over his shoulder and shrugged slightly to himself and turned back around he leaned further back in his seat and picked up his beer again taking another long drink. As I watched him I had another brief feeling of attraction for the man I would hope to gain trust and protection from. It wasn't until that moment that I remember the whole reason I agreed to go out with these men. I grabbed the bottle in front of me and took a slow drink while I was trying to decide the best way to ask what I needed. I could tell Murphy noticed the shift in not only my body language but the atmosphere around us as well. I was just glad that he let it be for the moment while I tried to get my thoughts in order. Finally I decided the blunt approach was the best.

"Murhpy, I need to talk to you. And I really would like it if you let me talk and say what I need before you interrupt and make a decision." He didn't respond, he only offered me a small nod and an uncomfortable look. Taking a deep breath I tried to go forward with a speech I had said in my mind two months straight, only this time I was actually saying the words to one half of the intended target and my mouth and brain no longer seemed to be connected.

"I… I… I…" it was at the moment I paused and took a deep breath holding it in while trying to settle my nerves. Murphy raised an amused eyebrow but kept to his promise and stayed silent. I lowered my gaze and looked at the table top, I found an interesting pattern and after releasing my breath I began to talk to it. "There is a reason I'm staying at the motel, it's not exactly a good time in my life" I tilted my head to the side and thought over my words, I shook my head knowing that's not how I wanted this conversation to start. I looked up and was taken back for a moment when I seen that Connor had rejoined and was sitting next to Murphy. I silently said to myself, it's now or never and opened my mouth again.

"I'm not a good person, I haven't really ever been, I've done a lot that I'm not proud of and now karma has begun to take effect. I have been staying at the hotel in an attempt to hide out from a man that is very powerful and has great resources to end my life. Before things turned bad I was slipped the information that you two are the Saints. I have been following you guys for awhile hoping that one day I would get the courage to ask for your protection. I need help, I don't want to die." I looked up and seen the brothers staring at me in shock the silence was uncomfortable so in a lame attempt to break the tension a made a joke about alcohol really being a courage booster. Neither of the two showed a sign that they thought the joke was funny, I didn't blame them really I was rolling my eyes at myself. Nodding my head I slid from the booth and grabbed my jacket, "Well, I'm sorry about that; I promise your secret is safe with me." I didn't give the brothers a chance to respond before turning for the door and making me way out of the crowded bar.

"Kaylee!" I immediately turned at the sound of my name and seen both the brothers walking towards me. I braced myself for the worst but was surprised whit the words Connor spoke next.

"Come stay with us."