Thank you so much to kneegirl, inkdeep, , and pixie photos for following my story. It makes me happy knowing y'all like it. I planned on updating sooner but I have swapped with work and school heres the next chapter. Hope you like it!

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Chapter two: Answers

Claire had vaugely told her uncle Doc about the boys. All she would share was that they grew up together back in had moved to America from Ireland when she was 12, Doc knew that leaving her home was the hardest thing she ever had to do. She missed the green hills, the dew on the grass in the mornings, how every spider web looked like a master peice with the fresh dew, the crystal clear streams that she use to play in. Ireland never left her head or heart for the past 13 years. She was needing something from home and since her parents were no help that he thought that these two very blunt outspoken young men might be just what Claire needs.

Claire returned to the boys a few minutes later with their pints and set them down in front of them. They both just stared at her as they swallowed down their beers. They both couldnt believe what they were seeing. this wasnt the same Claire they had once known.

Though Murphy was a jerk for making the comment he did he wasnt far off from the truth. The last time they saw her she was fat and she had glasses and a mouth full of metal and choppy boyish looking hair. She was one of the guys. An tomboy to say the least.

Now though she was completely different. She had soft long blonde curls and now that her glasses were gone they could clearly see her beauty green eyes. She wore just enough make=up around her eyes to really make them stand out. Her braces were gone and in replace of them were perfectly straight teeth. Her face was soft and warm but you could still see that she had had hard times since she left Ireland. She was alot taller and stood to above 5"7' . Her figure was perfect was thin but not that "Oh dear god she makes herself puke to look like that". It was clear she went to the gym. A lot.

Claire could feel the boys staring at her. It took everything she had to not look up and meet their questioning eyes. She knew they wanted to know how and why she changed so much and she had questions of her own.

She stopped what she was doing and walked back over to her uncle putting her hand gently on his shoulder so she didn't frighten him.

"Aye? Is something the matter me deary?" raising an eyebrow at her

"No I was just wondering if ye'd be ok ok mending to the bar alone for a bit." she asked "It seems I 'ave a bit o' catching up to do" She explain a little farther point over shoulder

Doc nodded he head letting her know he could handle it.

"Aye go right ahead dear...as a matter of f-f-f FUCK! ASS!..aw fuck it just t-take the rest of the night off" He said with a slight twich

"Thank ye" Claire gave her uncle a quick kiss on the cheek and grabbed a pint for herself, three shot glasses, a bottle of Bushmills Black whiskey, and setting them all on a tray.

With the tray and all of its contents in hand she walked around the bar. Connor and Murphy watching her the whole time.

Se looked up at the with her breath taking smile.

"Well are ye two coming to join me or am I drinking alone tonight?" She asked. She figured she would at least be nice to them until she figured out why they were all of a sudden in was hoping for the best and that it was truely nothing bad.

They both stood at the same time and followed her back to one of the booths. Watching her as she slightly bent over to set the tray down without knocking anything over. Connor and Murphy had to mentally slap themselves for checking her ass out but they just couldn't help it. The are men after all.

She sat down and waited for the boys to join her.

They both sat on the other side of the booth. As Connor and Murphy took their seats Claire began to get their shots ready. As she finished one shed had it off til she was done with the last shot.

Taking their shots and slammimg they're glasses down Claire took a deep breath.

"So I 'ave a few questions for ye two?" She stated looking them both in the eyes

"And we 'ave a few questions for ye to" Connor replied staring straight into her emerald eyes

'What question would they have for me? They're the ones that just showed up out of the blue and they want anwsers from me?' Claire thought to her herself trying not to show the confustion in her eyes.

"Well how about we take turns? ye know Claire can go first and then connor then me then back to Claire" Murphy suggested. He really hated having to sit down for long talks and he just wanted this to be done and over with. Don't misunderstand he was as curious as Connor about this change in her but then again he liked to try to find a place to sleep tonight as well.

Clarie nodded her head. It was probably the only way to move this along. She cleared her thraot to begin.

"So me first question is: What are ye two doing here?" Claire asked and was about to take a sip before quickly adding "In america that is"

Connor grinned at the fact that she remember how how of smartasses him and his brother were.

"well" Murphy began " We came here origanily to find better paying jobs to help our Ma out more and live the "American dream" Claire scofted. Boy were they in for a surprise. All the "American dream" was being poor and being ok with it.

"Then once we got here we thought it would be a good idea to come and see ye since it's how many years now?" Connor added taking a rather large ammount of his beer.

"13 years" Claire stated without even looking up

"Ok mine turn" Connor said put his glass done on the table "Why did ye change so much? Looks wise that is" Using her own words against her

"Well simply put kids in America are not as nice as the ones back in Ireland" Claire said looking down into her drink hoping they wouldn't ask anymore about that. Her being bullied was not something she liked to talk about. She didnt like to admit how much it bothered her.

Picking up on the way she made her response he dropped the topic and thought maybe he could bring up later.

"MY TURN!" Murphy shouted making both Claire and Connor jump a bit in their seats.

"Ok shot" Claire laughted shaking her head slighty.

"How did ye change so much?" He asked leaning a little across the the booth table just the slightest bit.

"The gym and a good diet. The dentist took the braces off and contacts took care of the glasses...though i still wear them at night before i go to sleep and first thing when i wake up in the mornin" Claire explained " now its my turn again. Why didn't ye ever write me?"

"We didn't have the address. Ma lost it shortly after ye left and we never found it again the only reason we could even find ye is yer last name being the name of the bar" Murphy said without skipping a beat

"When did ye become a bartender?" Connor asked after a moment

"18 thats when I was tired of not working and not helping me uncle with the bar. So I finally twisted his arm enough for him to let me work"Claire sighed. She felt horrible for years for not helping her uncle more and she knew she wasnt easy to handle at first always crying from being home sick and what not but at least now she could make it up to him.

"Where are you two stayin? is it close to 'ere?" Claire asked

They both shook their heads "We just got 'ere a few hours ago actually" Murphy said

"Aye we 'aven't really thought that far along" Connor added laughing at their total lack of planning.

"Well me uncle has an extra room upstrairs ye can crash up there til you get a place i can help ye look tomorrow" Claire offered. She knew her uncle wouldnt mind but she didnt think he would be to trilled for two strange guys to be sleeping above his bar.