Connor was sitting on the bed, reading a book, while Murphy napped when there was a knock at the bedroom door. Connor quickly got up and went to the door, so Murphy wouldn't be woken up.
"Pardon me, sir. I was told to escort you and the other sir down to supper," a man in a suit said once Connor had opened the door.
"I need a minute to get Murphy awake and ready," Connor said, turning and walking over to Murphy while the servant stayed in the hallway. "Murph, babe, it's time for supper." Murphy slowly blinked open his eyes after Connor shake him softly.
"Con?" Murphy mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
"It's supper time," Connor said, helping Murphy sit up.
"I need to use the restroom," Murphy mumbled quietly, looking towards the servant waiting in the hallway.
"Excuse me, sirs. Your private bath is through that door," the servant said, pointing at the door closest to the bed.
"What is that door?" Murphy asked, pointing to the door opposite the bed.
"That's your closet, sir. I've already put all your clothes up. Your other belongings are sitting on the desk," the servant said, bowing.
"Thank ye," Connor said, picking Murphy up and helping him use the restroom before following the servant to the dining room.
"Good evening you two," Thomas said while Connor sat Murphy down in the seat next to Jake.
"I thought rich people have long tables," Murphy said while Connor sat next to him.
"We do have a long table in the formal dining room," Thomas said, loading his plate with some food.
"Thomas had this room set up for me. I don't like sitting all the way at the other end of the table from him whenever we had a couple of guests. This way we can all be close and reach the food easily," Jake said, laughing when Connor made Murphy's plate, which caused Murphy to frown.
"I could have done that on my own, Con," Murphy said, frowning at Connor.
"Ye need to be careful and rest," Connor said, loading his own plate.
"He won't harm himself or the baby if he loads his own plate, Connor. Yes, when he is weak, he'll need assistance, and he'll need help getting around until his ankle is better, but he will not shatter if he does things on his own," Thomas said, laughing with Jake.
"I know he won't. I just don't want anything to happen to him or the baby," Connor said, reaching over and brushing Murphy's hair from his face.
"I promise you nothing bad will happen to either of them," Thomas said as a servant walked over and bowed.
"There is a man on the phone for Mr. MacManus," the servant said.
"That must be pa calling back," Murphy said.
"Let him know that they are currently eating and will call back as soon as they are done and settled in their room," Thomas said. The servant bowed again before walking out of the room.
"Is the room to your liking?" Jake asked.
"It's very big," Murphy said.
"It's about as big as the house we grew up in," Connor said.
"It must be very different for you here then," Thomas said.
"Yes, it is. Not even as kids did we have someone that unpacked our bags for us. Ma raised us to do everything for ourselves," Connor said, watching as several servants came in and cleared the table.
"Do you guys want dessert now or do you want to wait," Jake asked.
"I'm not hungry right now," Murphy said, rubbing his throat.
"Murph, babe, are ye ok?" Connor asked, grabbing Murphy's hand to stop him from rubbing his throat more.
"I don't know. My throat hurts," Murphy said, rubbing his throat with his other hand. Connor quickly got up and moved over to Murphy.
"Let me see," Connor said, pulling Murphy's hand from his throat.
"His throat is swelling," Thomas said, moving quickly over to Murphy and Connor.
"Is there anything he is allergic to?" Jake asked, moving over to them.
"He's severely allergic to mushrooms, but I didn't give him any of the vegetable medley," Connor said, holding Murphy close as he started having problems breathing.
"We need the chef," Jake said to one of the servants, who moved closer to assist if need be. The servant turns and runs out of the room to return quickly with the chef.
"What can I do for you, master?" the chef said, bowing.
"Did you put mushrooms in anything else besides the vegetable medley?" Thomas asked.
"The beef stroganoff has a little bit of finely chopped mushrooms in it," the chef said.
"We need to get him to my clinic, now," Thomas said as murphy's eyes start drooping.
"I'll explain to the chef," Jake said as Connor picked up Murphy.
"You need to keep him awake, Connor," Thomas said, leading the way to the clinic at a run.
"Murph, babe, ye have to stay awake. Please stay awake for me, babe," Connor said, laying Murphy on the bed in the clinic while Thomas dug through a cabinet.
"I know I have it in here," Thomas said, still digging.
"Murph? Murphy, answer me! Thomas! He's not responding! I don't think he's breathing!" Connor yelled, panicking.
"Tilt his head back to help his air ways," Thomas said, grabbing something and running over. Connor tilted back Murphy's head while Thomas unbuttoned Murphy's pants and pushed them down before jabbing a needle in Murphy's leg. Connor and Thomas sighed in relief when the swelling started going down. Thomas checked his breathing as he started to wake up.
"Don't scare me like that again, Murphy," Connor said, kissing Murphy's forehead.
"His breathing is normal. You'll need to keep an eye on him for a couple hours, but he's ok," Thomas said while Connor pulled back up Murphy's pants.
"I didn't know there was mushrooms in it, Con. I'm sorry," Murphy said, tears rolling down his face.
"Don't cry, Murph. It's ok. I didn't know realize it had mushrooms either," Connor said, kissing Murphy's forehead.
"Someone would like to talk to you two," Jake said, walking in with the chef.
"I wanted to apologize. If I had known about your allergy, I wouldn't of used mushrooms at all," the chef said, bowing.
"It is ok," Murphy said, sitting up with Connor's help. The servant bowed again before leaving the clinic.
"He's agreed not to make anything with mushrooms in it," Jake said.
"Is my baby ok?" Murphy asked.
"I need to do an ultrasound to make sure, but the baby should be alright," Thomas said, starting the ultrasound machine.
"It's ok?" Connor asked as Thomas turned off the machine.
"The baby is just fine," Thomas said.
"That is very good," Jake said, pulling over a wheelchair.
"So you can move around without Connor carrying you all the time," Thomas said. Connor picked up Murphy and set him down into the wheelchair.
"It's time for the tour," Jake said.
"We have elevators you can use to get up stairs," Thomas said, leading the way out of the clinic and starting the tour. While Jake and Thomas gave Connor and Murphy a tour of the house, Murphy fell in love with the giant library.
"Murphy likes to read?" Thomas asked Connor while they sat and watched Jake show Murphy several books.
"He loves to read, but we never had that much money to get him books to read. Our friends always let him borrow their books," Connor said, smiling as Jakes makes a pile of books on Murphy's lap.
"Jake also loves to read. I had the original library expanded so there would be more books for him. He also has a personal library off our chambers," Thomas said as Jake and Murphy headed over to where they were sitting.
"Con, look at all these books Jake is going to let me borrow," Murphy said, smiling brightly.
"I see, babe," Connor said, smiling and hugging Murphy.
"You can read any books in here you want, Murphy," Thomas said, pulling Jake onto his lap while hugging him.
"Thank you very much," Murphy said, tears rolling down his face.
"Hey, don't cry," Jake said, panicking.
"it's ok, Jake. His emotions are being affected by the baby right now," Thomas said as Connor hugs Murphy close.
"I'm sorry," Murphy mumbled, face buried in Connor's shirt.
"It's ok, Murphy. You have no reason to apologize," Jake said, frowning when Murphy yawned while still resting against Connor.
"Why don't you two go ahead and go to bed. You've had a long day and need sleep," Thomas said, sitting Jake on his feet before standing. Thomas and Jake led Murphy and Connor back down to their room.
"I'll be in a second, babe," Connor said, stopping outside the room.
"Is there something wrong, Connor?" Thomas asked after Murphy went into the room.
"Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to thank ye for helping us so much. We were two guys ye knew nothing about, but ye instantly helped us," Connor said. "Why did ye help us?"
"I helped you because I would hope someone to step up and do the same thing if it was Jake and me," Thomas said, holding Jake close.
"Thank ye," Connor said again before turning and entering the room to find Murphy already asleep, still in the wheelchair. Connor picked Murphy up, laid him down, and curled around him, falling asleep in no time.
