That night when Ashley got back to McGinty's she sat at the bar throwing back shot after shot. Doc ended up cutting her drinks off because he was now concerned about he well-being. He had to cut her drinking off or she would've drank herself to death. A couple of patrons that Doc knew real well had to help Ashley up the stairs and to the spare room so she could sleep off the alcohol.

The sounds of moans and groans could be heard from the hall, the source? Ashley and Murphy. The police department had released him and his brother and the first thing that the twins did was go to McGinty's. Murphy didn't bother to get a drink when they entered the pub, instead he went straight to the spare room that Ashley was occupying above the bar. When he entered the room and shut the door, Murphy went right to Ashley. Before Ashley could register what was happening, Murphy's lips were on hers in a heated kiss as he held her face with both hands.

"T'e whole time while I was in jail, I was t'inkin' 'bout ye. Feck t'is friendship t'ing, I want ye te be me girl." Murphy confessed.

Ashley was speechless, as long as she could remember, Murphy never expressed his feelings unless he really meant it. Searching his eyes, she knew he really meant it, which brought tears to Ashley's eyes.

"I will Murphy."

"Good 'cause ye didn't really have a choice." He grinned before kissing her again.

Wrapping her arms around Murphy's neck, she brought him closer to deepen the kiss. Their make out session became more passionate, Murphy carefully backed her up to the bed and Ashley sat down on the bed and brought him with her. She laid down and Murphy hovered over her with a loving look as his hand went under Ashley's shirt to caress her stomach.

"Ye sure bought t'is?"

Ashley nodded as her hands peeled his shirt off of him. "Never been this sure before in my life." Her voice was breathless.

A moan escaped her lips when his ventured down her neck. A groan escaped his lips as Ashley's nails gently raked down Murphy's chest, stomach, sides and up his back. Murphy's hands wandered softly over her sides and to her stomach then stopped.

"One of t'is days yer gonna be carryin' our wee babe inside ye." Murphy murmured across Ashley's lips before claiming them fully again and grinding into her.

"T'ink t'ese need te come off now." He growled out as his hand rested against her jean covered waist.

"Ash." Murphy caressed her waist. "Ash, c'mon lass..."

Ashley's eyes fluttered open with a groan coming from her lips. Turning her head, she came face to face with a grinning Irishman that she was just dreaming about. If Ashley's head wasn't pounding from all the booze she had last night, her face would've been a crimson red from embarrassment. What happened if she was talking in her sleep? How long had Murphy been there, just watching her sleep? And why was he watching her?

"Heard ye tried te take McGinty's outta business." He grinned more seeing Ashley scrunch up her face and groan in agony.

"Don't remind me." Ashley whined as she turned to her left side, which she shouldn't have done. "Get a trash can. Quick!"

Murphy stumbled around the small spare room for a trash can. He barely had time to set it next to the bed before Ashley threw up the remaining alcohol contents in it.

"Ashley, lass...obviously ye were upset 'bout somet'ing last night but ye can't be drinkin' like t'at again." Murphy said with a frown, holding her hair back for her. "Ye know Doc has t'e booze t'at'll knock ye on yer ass. Will ye promise not te drink like t'at again? Hate seein' ye like t'is."

Ashley finally looked up at him to see that famous pouty puppy eyed face that she couldn't resist melting to.

"I promise." She grumbled.

"W'at was t'at?" Murphy asked with that grin that read 'I'm up to something' as he plopped back down on the bed. "Couldn't quite hear ye."

Her eyes narrowed at him. "Don't you even think about it. One, you know I hate being tickled. And two, I just threw up. You wanna clean up vomit because of the tickling?" A triumphant grin spread across her face seeing Murphy scrunch his face up.

"No t'anks."

Laughing, Ashley sat up and slowly got out of bed to go to her bags to get a fresh change of clothes. Bending over she unzipped the bag, getting out a pair of jeans and a gray long sleeved sweater she could feel Murphy's eyes on her. Standing back up she turned around with an eyebrow raised.

"Why are you watching me?"

He just shrugged with a smirk playing across his features, which earned him a playful eyeroll.

"Well, are you going to get out or look a different way? Gotta get dressed in clean clothes."

"I've seen ye completely nude and seen ye in yer knickers b'fer. So why t'e sudden change?" He asked raising an eyebrow as he rested his arms behind his head.

Giving off a shrug, Ashley gave her back to him as she started to take off the jeans she wore the night before then put the clean pair on. "I don't know."

Taking off the shirt she tossed it on the pair of dirty jeans then slipped on the gray sweater. Ashley reached back to pull her hair out from the sweater but she tensed up a bit when she felt Murphy doing it.

"Ash..." Murphy sighed before speaking again. "Ti amo, tu sei la mia bella dea." (I love you, you're my beautiful goddess). He would've confessed to her in English instead of Italian but the two of them agreed to be 'just friends' after their one night together and Murphy didn't want to ruin their friendship.

Ashley covered up the shudder that went up her spine when he spoke a different language. She didn't know what Murphy just said but when he spoke another language, her insides just melted.

"So what did you just say?"

"Doesn't matter. we should go down te see Connor b'fer me and him have te go again."

"Go? What are you two up to?"

"Wish I could tell ye Ash. All I can say is we'll be a'right and we'll be back." He turned her around so Ashley could face him. "Then when we come back, we can have a drinkin' party." He grinned as Ashley groaned.

"I don't think I ever want another drink or shot for a while."

Murphy laughed as he put his arm around her shoulder and gave her a hug. "C'mon, let's go see Connor."

The two of them headed out of the room, Ashley made a quick stop to the bathroom to brush her teeth and use the toilet. When she was done, they headed down the steps and entered the pub.

"T'ere's t'e lass! Heard ye were tryin' te drink like us!" Connor laughed, giving Ashley a hug.

"Not you too. I already got teased by your brother." Ashley whined.

The twins laughed while Doc handed her a glass of water and aspirin for her headache from the hangover. The three...four of them if you include Doc, talked for a while before they grabbed the gift bag that Doc put up on the bar top.

"Time te get goin' Murph."

"A'right." Murphy looked over at Ashley and gave her a bear hug. "We'll be back Ash. Promise."

"You better. And you two stay out of trouble, please." Ashley state as Murphy let her go and Connor took hod of her to give her his own bear hug.

"We're not makin' any promises but we'll try lass. I'll make sure Murph's outta trouble fer ye." Connor grinned when he let go of her.

"Oh feck ye! Yer t'e one always gettin' inte trouble!"

"I do not!"

"Ye do te! Just like when t'at woman kicked ye in t'e jewels! Who was t'e one savin' yer sorry arse?"

"Oh feck ye Murphy! I was jus' tryin' te make friends! And I still wanna see t'e papers on her 'cause t'ere's no way she was a woman!"

"Oh brother." Ashley rolled her eyes as she rested her aching head on the bar top. "Guys! I'm nursing a hangover! Can you shut the hell up?"

The twins glared at each other as they mumbled out a a sorry to Ashley. After they said their goodbyes Ashley let out a sigh as she remembered she had a meeting with a client later today so this headache had to go away, and fast.