Title: The Affairs Of Dragons
Chapter: Seven
Author: Cyn
Summary: Do not meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
Catergory: Boondock Saints/Castle X-over
Disclaimer: Not real. Lies, I tell you. Complete and utter lies. ;)
Author's Notes: Constructive criticism always welcome. Flame on if you must, but I tend to be fire retardant. Besides, I don't offend easily and I usually just delete what I don't like anyway, so why waste time and energy.
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And now, on with the story. . .
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While Beckett sat at the bar staring into her drink, lost in thought, Castle studied the two men who sat across from him.
"You said you were called to this?" Castle asked. The twins nodded. "By whom?"
"By God." Connor said. Castle made a face. "Non believer, are you?"
"I don't know." Castle said. "Never really thought about it."
"We were held in the death of the men who tried to kill us." Murphy said. "The FBI agent in charge of the investigation, a good man named Smecker, got us off. He just seemed to know that it was self defense. He just figured it out."
"FBI?" Castle said. "I remember reading his reports in the file my agent got for me. He was pretty amazing."
"Told the story of that day as if he knew." Connor nodded. "As if he was there. Saved our hides."
"And, that's why you do this?" Castle asked confused.
"No." Murphy said. "Came from a dream we had while staying over night at the police station."
"We stayed in this old holding cell." Connor continued. Castle noticed that they told the story, going one from the other and back so smoothly, it was like they were one person. "We had the same dream. It's happened a time or two."
"The morning before the bar fight, we went to church." Murphy said. "Our priest told the story of a woman who was stabbed to death in broad daylight. No one even tried to help her or call the police. I guess it had a lasting impression on us."
"Did you know the woman?"
"No." Connor smirked. "It had happened like thrity years before. But, the fact that no one tried to help her. That's the part that got to us."
"When your normal everyday man lets something like that happen." Murphy said. "To do nothing. It's almost worse than the crime itself."
"We had to do something about it." Connor said. "The first job kinda just dropped into our laps."
"And, after that?"
"We had help." Murphy said. He took a breath and looked away.
"That's not the point." Connor said putting his hand on his brother's shoulder. "The point is that, we had the dream and it just seemed to come clear."
"We knew what had to be done." Murphy said after clearing his voice. "And, we just did it."
Castle nodded and dropped the subject when Murphy abruptly stood and walked away.
"He okay?" Castle asked.
"We've lost people to this, Mr. Castle." Connor said glancing in Murphy's direction as he disappeared into the kitchen. "Family really. Maybe not by blood, but family just the same."
Castle nodded and went back to his food. He looked up in time to see Beckett watch Murphy disappear into the kitchen. She looked toward Castle before getting up herself and following Murphy.
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Murphy was standing in the alley behind the bar smoking when Beckett emerged from the bar's kitchen. They eyed each other for a minute or two before Murphy broke the silence.
"Made any decisions, yet, Detective?" Murphy asked as he blew out a plume of smoke.
"No." She answered immediately.
"You're honest, at least." Murphy said. "No bullshit. I can live with that."
"I heard you talking to Castle. Said you were called to this by God." Beckett more stated than asked. Murphy nodded. "How do you know it was God? Maybe it was just your guilty conscience."
"Got nothing to be guilty about." Murphy said. "I've always lived my life the best I could." He waved his cigarette in Beckett's direction. "Our Mother wouldn't have let us get away with doing less. She raised us by herself. Tough as nails, she is. But, she loved us and taught us the difference between right and wrong."
"What would she say about what you do now?"
"Dunno." Murphy pursed his lips and thought for a moment. "Probably'd take up arms with us." Beckett looked doubtful. "You don't know, Ma. What she's been through. Trust me on this."
"Okay." Beckett bit her bottom lip. "What happens if I don't do anything? If I let you go?"
"We leave Boston." Murphy said simply. "Got more than enough crime elsewhere to keep us busy. Can't stay in one place too long anyway."
"And, what happens if I can't let it go." Beckett asked. "What happens if I decide to take you and your brother in?"
"We'd go." Murphy said.
"Just like that?" Murphy nodded. "Do you have any idea what the courts would do to you?"
"Death penalty, probably." Murphy stated flatly.
"Or, you'd end up in maximum security prison." Beckett said. "Ever heard of Supermax?" Murphy didn't answer just stared at Beckett. "Is that what you want?"
"That isn't the question, Detective." Murphy countered. "The real question is: What do you want?"
"I'm a cop." Beckett said.
"So are the others in there." Murphy said thumbing in the direction of the bar.
"Dolly, Duffy, and Greenly?" Murphy nodded. "You think they're good men, then?" Murphy nodded again.
"You don't?" He asked.
"They broke the law." Beckett said. "How is that any different that what the so-called bad men did?"
"They took a stand against bad men." Murphy countered. "The courts couldn't stop Yakavetta. They helped us put a stop to him."
"Can't escape from a graveyard. right?" Murphy smirked and nodded.
"Come on." Beckett said heading back inside.
Intrigued, Murphy followed.
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Castle watched as Beckett led Murphy back into the bar. Beckett stopped as if thinking then turned to him.
"Come on, Castle." She said.
"Come on, where?" Castle asked honestly confused.
"Home." Beckett said looking toward the twins. "I did what I was sent here to do. I found you. Now, I take you home. None's the wiser of anything else that happened."
"Beckett?" Castle said looking confused and eying her suspiciously. "What about them?" He motioned toward Connor and Murphy.
"Concerned citizens who helped us find you." Beckett said. "No crime in that."
"Are you sure, Detective?" Connor asked.
"No." Beckett said. "I don't like what you do. But, for some reason I can't find fault in why you do it."
"Much obliged." Murphy said.
"Just know this." Beckett said. "If I ever run into you two ever again, I will arrest you."
"Beckett?" Castle said chagrined.
"It's who I am, Castle." He nodded and followed her out.
Once outside Greenly looked at them sideways.
"That's it?" he asked.
"Just take us to the hotel and then to the airport before I change my mind." Beckett said.
The trio of Boston detectives moved as quickly as possible ushering Castle and Beckett into the car and away from the twins as quickly as possible.
End part 7.