Author's Note: I legitimately have no self control when it comes to posting. None. Zero. Zilch. Nada. So, naturally... like 15 hours later... here's chapter 9. What is my life? As always, thank you to those that have read/reviewed/faved/alerted. It means the world to me. And it's your fault I can't resist posting. I just love you guys too much, haha. Biggest specialest thanks to... Conspicuously Shrouded, SilverMoonLit, Valerie E. Mackin, "Megan", BlueMoonSaint, iforgiveyou, gurl3677, "Alessandra", "Beth", "Lucy"... I seriously have no words for how amazing you guys are for reviewing, especially since for the most part you all take the time to review each chapter. I want to hug all of you and send you cake.

Disclaimer: I do not have any claim to Boondock Saints/All Saints Day/Connor/Murphy or any other character that appears in the film. That belongs to Troy Duffy who I am so jealous of his brilliance. You may recognize different pieces of this story from the second movie, but I did try to put my own little twist on it if you will. Any song titles or lyrics do not belong to me. Ashes & Wine is A Fine Frenzy. So Right is Dave Matthews Band. Also, this little work is unbeta'd. All mistakes belong to good ol' me.

Chapter 9 (So Right):

"Stay up and make some memories, yeah with us now… roll the red carpet out with friends to whom love and roll on…"

"So, how long are you gonna punish Connor?" Ava asked.

"Aunt Kher, are you putting Uncle Connor in time out?" Aiden asked, his blue eyes wide. "Has he been bad?"

I glared at the both of them, mixing the brownie batter. "Really, A? You're gonna turn my nephew against me? And Aiden, how can you call him your Uncle? You just met him!"

Aiden shrugged. "He's daddy's brother. That makes him my uncle. Duhhhhh."

I rolled my eyes. "You're too easy, squirt."

Ava threw me a mock dirty look. "Don't call my son easy."

"Whatever. Aiden, you better be nice to me or I won't let you lick the spoon."

"I love you, Aunt Kher!" he squealed, running towards me.

"OOF!" I grunted as he slammed into my thighs, wrapping his little arms around my hips.

"Okay, you're right, he's easy," Ava agreed, sitting on one of the stools in her kitchen.

"Told ya," I replied, handing the spoon off to Aiden. He walked over to the kitchen table, licking the spoon happily.

"So, how about you answer my question," she urged.

I sighed and bent over to put the brownies in the oven. "I'm not punishing him."

"Then what are you doing pray tell?" she asked, cradling her chin in her hands.

"Don't you have a date with 'daddy'?" I asked, exasperation in my tone, throwing her a look over my shoulder.

"I do, but he won't be here for another 10 minutes or so. Plenty of time to discuss your issues."

"I don't have issues," I retorted.

"Except that you do," she countered. "You waited for him for 8 years, you still wear the necklace and engagement ring around your neck, you have that cross tattoo on your back. And now he's here, practically offering himself up to you on a platter and you won't take him back. And what's worse is that everyone knows that you will, it's just a matter of time. Why?"

I sighed and pulled myself up onto the counter. "Because."

"Wow. Have you been taking arguing lessons from Aiden?"

I scowled. "What am I supposed to do? Just be like, 'Oh ConCon, I forgive you! Everything's fine!' and forget the fact that he dropped off the map for 8 years? And why are you on his side?"

Ava snorted. "ConCon? Really?"

I rolled my eyes. "Because that was the most important part of what I just said."

Ava sighed. "Look, I get making him sweat for a bit, but now it's just counterproductive."

I frowned at her. "Even if I did want to get back together with Connor, which I'm not saying I do, but let's say in a hypothetical situation I did-"

"You're babbling," she interjected with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, I do have a boyfriend named Stefano, remember? And I'm not a cheater."

She scoffed. "Please. Stefano versus Connor? No contest. And technically you and Connor never broke up, so if you're cheating on someone, you're cheating on Conn."

"Your logic makes no sense," I replied.

She shook her head. "Seriously, come on. What are you doing? I mean, I forgave Murphy."

I shot her a glare. "One, you have a kid with him. Two, Murphy didn't completely drop off the planet for you."

She grimaced. "Still mad about that?"

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Not like we ever talked about it."

She sighed. "Look, it was a bad call. I should've told you."

"Yeah, you should've," I replied.

"I just... I was waiting for when you'd tell me that Connor called you and then I would tell you about Murph."

I rolled my eyes. "Dumbest defense I've ever heard. When was the first call?"

She thought for a moment, dipping her finger into the empty mixing bowl, scraping it along the side. "Umm... like 6 months after they left I think? Yeah, it was around that Christmas and not too long after Aiden was born," she told me, licking the batter off her finger.

My scowl deepened. "And then how often were the calls?"

"Every two months or so," she replied. "Plus holidays."

I shook my head. "I can't believe you never told me."

"I've told you I'm sorry. It's not like I can change it now."

Aiden walked over wielding the spoon at me. "All done."

I looked down at the little boy and smirked. "And what do you expect me to do about it? You know where the sink is. You live here."

He pouted. "I want more."

"Greedy little mongrel," I told him, ruffling his hair. "You'll get more when they're done baking."

Aiden pouted but walked over to Ava, sitting in the stool beside her.

Ava smirked. "And what do you think you're doing?"

He mimicked her pose, resting his chin in his hands. "I want to talk too!"

Ava and I laughed, the tension broken. "You better be careful, A. You might want Murphy to take him to target practice or something."

"He'll get bored with us quick, I'm not worried," she told me, poking him in the side, making him giggle.

"So where are you and Murphy going?" I asked, swinging my legs.

She shrugged. "Not sure, he just figured I needed 'grown up' time," she replied.

I wrinkled my nose. "And that's enough details for me."

She grinned mischievously. "I didn't say that's what we were doing, but one can hope."

"Gross," I replied, gagging slightly.

Aiden looked up at Ava. "What are you and dad doing mama?"

"We're going to play catch," she replied easily. I burst out laughing, almost falling off the counter.

"I wanna play!" Aiden squealed, making me laugh harder.

She shook her head. "Not this time, sweetheart," she replied before turning her attention to me. "I hope you suffocate," she told me.

I held my stomach, sliding off the counter to the floor still laughing, unable to reply.

Ava shook her head.

"Aunt Kher, are you okay?" Aiden asked, jumping off the stool and walking over to me.

I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes. "I'm fine, bubba," I told him, slightly out of breath. "Giggle fit." I grabbed him and pulled him onto my lap, tickling his sides. He squealed in delight trying to squirm away.

Ava rolled her eyes, but smiled. "You two will be the death of me," she said.

"At least you'll die laughing," I told her with a grin, pulling Aiden into a hug before letting him go. He slid out of my lap and sat beside me on the floor.

"Thank you again for staying with him," she told me.

I shrugged. "Not like I had other plans. And we're gonna have lots of fun, aren't we little man?" I held my hand up for a high-five.

He slapped. "Yeah!"

"Yeah!" I told him before turning to Ava with a grin.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Daddy's here!" Aiden screamed, pulling himself to his feet and running to the door, Ava on his heels.

"Aiden! You can't just open the door without knowing who it is!" she reprimanded. Her lecture fell on deaf ears as he yanked open the door.

"But I knew it was daddy!" he told her gleefully, wrapping his arms around Murphy's knees.

"Don' tink I'll e'er ge' used ta tha'," Connor commented as they both walked into the apartment.

Murphy chuckled and pulled Aiden off his legs, lifting him up. "'ow's et goin', lad?" he said affectionately.

"You're here!" Aiden cheered.

"I 'm tha'," Murphy replied with a grin before turning to Ava. "An' 'ow are ye?" he said leaning over and kissing her lightly.

"Better now," she replied with a smile.

Connor walked over to me and held out his hand. "Wha' are ye doin' dow' dere?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes and let him pull me to my feet, shoving him lightly when he tried to pull me closer. "I was relaxing. What are you doing here?"

He smirked.

"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Ava asked innocently, Murphy's left arm around her shoulders, Aiden in his right.

I looked at her suspiciously. "Tell me what?"

"Connor's gonna help you watch Aiden," she told me. "Could've sworn I told you that."

"He's WHAT!?" I shrieked.

Connor rubbed his ear. "A' leas' I sti' go' one ear, love," he complained.

"Aye, Kher, don' ye an' Conn owe me boy 'ere a playdate?" he asked, grinning mischievously.

"Yay! I get to play with Aunt Kher and Uncle Connor!" Aiden cheered, sliding out of his father's arm and running over hugging us both around the legs.

I clenched my teeth grinding my molars. "I hate each and every one of you," I hissed.

"Even me?" Aiden asked sadly.

I looked down at him. "No way, little man, I could never hate you."

Aiden grinned and held tighter to mine and Connor's legs, pulling us closer together.

"Have fun you three!" Ava called over her shoulder as she and Murphy ducked out of the apartment, shutting the door behind them.

I glared at Connor. "Was this your idea? Get the kid in on it?"

He looked at me innocently. "I 'ad no idea wha' dose two 'ad planned," he told me his eyes wide.

I rolled my eyes and glanced down at Aiden. "So little man. What are we doing?"

"Are the brownies ready?" he asked hopefully.

I peered in the stove. "Not yet, dude. About 20 more minutes and then they have to cool. And you can't eat those until we have some dinner."

"Mannnnnn," he whined, making Connor and I chuckled.

"So, wha's fer supper?" Connor asked.

"I dunno, co-pilot," I replied. "I'd say you figure it out considering I have dessert cornered."

He looked thoughtful for a moment before looking down at Aiden. "Wha' do ye tink, lad?" he asked.

"Pizza!" Aiden answered immediately.

Connor looked over at me. "Tha' wor'?"

I shrugged. "Ava will kill us but that's what makes us the 'cool' ones," I replied.

Connor grinned and looked at Aiden. "Den pizza et es!" he cried, bringing a cheer from Aiden. A thoughtful expression crossed his face.

"What?" I asked, leaning my hip against the counter.

"Where do I ge' et fro'?" he asked.

I looked at Aiden before looking back at Connor handing him the phone. "You order it," I replied.

Connor took the phone hesitantly. "We can' make et 'ere?"

"Only if you can make pizza magically appear," I replied.

"I ca' make oth' tings magically 'ppear," he replied a wicked grin on his face.

"Oh, gross," I replied, wrinkling my nose.

"Like what Uncle ConCon?" Aiden asked.

Connor slowly looked down at Aiden. "'m sorry, di' ye jus' call me... 'ConCon'?" he asked.

Aiden shrugged. "That's what Aunt Kher calls you when you're not around," he replied, clearly growing bored with the conversation as he walked away to the living room.

Connor smirked and lifted his eyes to mine. "Tal'in' 'bout me den?"

I rolled my eyes, feeling my face was red. "Will you just order the damn pizza while I keep the boy occupied?" I told him, walking to join Aiden in the living room.


"'ave ta say, Kher," Connor began, rubbing his stomach. "Yer cookin' 'as improved. Dose brownies were pair-fect."

I shrugged and tossed the last piece of my own dessert into my mouth. "They were pretty delicious," I replied. I looked down at Aiden. "So what now, bud?"

"Sandlot!" he cried, running over to the tv stand and grabbing the familiar DVD case. He ran it over to me and held it up.

"We watch this every time! Aren't you sick of it yet?"

He shook his head furiously. "It's the greatest movie EVER!" He turned to Connor. "Isn't it the greatest movie ever, Uncle Conn!?"

"Wouldn' know, lad. Ne'er see' et."

Aiden and I look at him in disbelief. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" I asked.

Connor furrowed his brow. "Ne'er see' et."

I looked at Aiden. "Little man, we must educate this poor deprived man immediately."

Aiden handed me the DVD and jumped on Connor's lap.

"Oof!" Connor grunted as he was thrown deeper into the couch.

"Uncle Conn! How have you never seen it?!" Aiden screeched. I snorted back laughter at Connor's expression as Aiden practically vibrated with energy on his lap.

"Aiden, me boy, ye nee' ta cal' dow'," Connor told him, gently lifting him and setting him to the side.

"He's probably never seen it because it doesn't have Eastwood in it," I teased, kneeling in front of the DVD player.

"Wha' are ye sayin', lass?" Connor returned, narrowing his eyes at me playfully.

"I thought I was pretty clear. You only watch Eastwood movies."

Connor shook his head. "No' true. I also like Bronson an' Duke Wayne films."

I snorted. "Oh, please forgive my forgetfulness," I retorted, walking back to the couch and grabbing the remote.

Aiden looked up at him wide eyed. "Who are they?"

He looked down at the little boy appalled. "Wha' do yer ma an' Kher le' ye watch tha' ye don' know Eastwoo' and Bronson? Or e'en th' Duke?"

I rolled my eyes, paging through the dvd menus to start the movie. "We let him watch good movies," I told him, giving him a smirk.

Connor shook his head. "Tha's jus' wron'."

"Sandlot is the greatest movie ever, Uncle Conn, you'll see," Aiden promised.

"We will jus' 'ave ta see 'bout tha' won' we?" Connor replied, giving the little boy a wink and a nudge.

"Okay, both of you, shhh..." I told them. "It's starting," I said pulling my knees up to my chin and wrapping my arms around them.

Aiden sunk into the couch, leaning against me while Connor draped his arm around the back of the couch behind the both of us.


"Alrigh'," Connor said as the credits started to roll. "Ye bo' were righ'. Tha' wa' goo'."

"Told you," I told him quietly, glancing down to see Aiden was fast asleep, passed out against my side.

Connor raised an eyebrow. "Though' et wa' 'is favorite," he commented, his voice low.

I shrugged. "Guess he was tired. We're just too much fun for him. And it's not like he hasn't seen it before."

"Shoul' we pu' 'im ta bed, den?" he asked.

I shrugged. "Probably best. His bed is more comfortable than me."

"No' sure ef tha's true," Connor replied with a smirk as he carefully lifted the little boy to his chest. "Where's 'is roo'?"

I flushed slightly and nodded my head across the apartment. "That one."

He nodded and carried Aiden into the room. I couldn't help the smile that spread over my face, watching them. I shook my head and stood up, moving to clean off the remains of our food. I glanced up when Connor's VERITAS tattoo came into view, grabbing a plate.

"You don't have to help," I told him, walking to the kitchen.

"Team effor'," he replied, following after me.

We worked together quietly until everything was put or thrown away.

"So, tha' wasn' so ba', wa' et?" Connor asked, leaning his back against the counter.

"I guess not," I admitted. "I mean, you're not the worst company I've ever had."

He laughed. "Su' 'igh praise."

I shrugged and pulled myself onto the counter across from him. "He's a good kid though," I said, pressing my palms down on either side of me, leaning forward a bit.

"Yer goo' wit' 'im," he told me.

"He makes it easy," I replied with a smile.

"Ye e'er tink ye mi' 'ave any?" he asked.

I scoffed. "I like giving them back," I told him.

He responded with a chuckle.

"He's really taken to you," I admitted.

"Li' ye sai', 'e makes et easy," he replied with a grin.

"I would ask if you'd have any, but..." I trailed off.

"Me li' ain' exa'ly goo' fer a babe," Connor finished.

I shrugged.

"I alway' though' maybe I'd be a Da," he told me honestly, moving to stand beside me, leaning against the counter. "Tink tha' ship may 'ave sailed, though."

I shrugged and looked down. "You never know what the future holds," I told him.

"Tha' es true. Can' do et be meself, though," he murmured, glancing over at me.

I cleared my throat. "Where's Romeo tonight?" I asked, changing the subject.

Connor exhaled a breath, crossing his arms over his chest. "Plannin' our nex' 'it, I woul' guess."

"Which will be?"

He glanced over at me. "No' sure ye wan' ta know tha'," he replied.

I swallowed. "You're going after Yakavetta?" I asked, my stomach dropping.

He didn't answer, which was answer enough.

I sat up straight and turned towards him. "Conn, you can't."

He turned towards me quickly, his hip resting against the lip of the counter. "Ye jus' called me Conn," he remarked in surprise.

I sighed. "Just because I'm still mad, doesn't mean I don't care," I told him quietly.

Connor nodded slowly. "Well, are ye tellin' me I can' go aft' Yakavetta 'cause ye care 'bout me," he asked. "o' 'cause o' yer... boyfriend?" He spat the last word as if it left a bad taste in his mouth.

I bit my lower lip. The truth was, I was only concerned about him... but telling him that... I didn't know if I was ready to finally forgive him. I looked down at my leg, weighing my options, turning away from him.

"Kher..." he murmured.

I kept my head down, but felt him move in front of me, his hands resting on either side of me. He moved between my legs, moving his hand to my chin forcing him to meet his gaze. I swallowed audibly, a shiver running over me as I met his blue eyes. "I really don't want to be mad at you anymore," I whispered, my lower lip caught between my teeth.

Connor moved his hand to cup my cheek, bringing his other hand to move a lock of hair behind my ear. He cupped my other cheek, holding my face gently. I brought my hands to hold his wrists, our eyes still locked. My breathing became shallow as he moved his mouth closer to mine. I felt his hands gently pull me closer…

"What are you doing?"

Connor leapt away from me in surprise as I jerked back, hitting my head on the cabinet. "Ow," I whimpered, rubbing the back of my head.

Connor turned to face Aiden. "Though' ye were sleepin', lad," he remarked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm thirsty," Aiden told him, rubbing his fist in his eye.

"Alrigh'," Connor replied. He looked around the kitchen.

I leaned to the side, reaching behind me to open the cabinet and grab a cup. I held it out to Connor. "Just give him some water," I told him.

He nodded and filled the cup from the tap, thrusting it into the little boy's hand. "'ere," Connor said.

"Thanks, Uncle Conn," Aiden said with a smile and a yawn.

"Yer lucky ye 'ave th' MacManus char' an' goo' looks," Connor mumbled, ruffling his hair. "Le's ge' ye ba' ta be'." He glanced over his shoulder at me. "We aren' do', ye'," he told me, lightly pushing Aiden towards his room, shutting the door behind them.

I sighed and leaned my head against the cabinet, closing my eyes.

KNOCK KNOCK

I glanced towards the door and sighed, pushing myself off the counter. I walked to the door and looked out the peephole. "Oh, shit," I muttered under my breath.


AN2:

Megan: Well, thank you kindly! I love that you love them and that you love them enough to review! And I don't know about that, but I do appreciate the fact that you like my writing! I'm glad the accent works for you! I really wasn't fishing for compliments or anything, I just want to give reader's what they want! Yeah, I've been kinda dropping breadcrumbs with what Kher is doing but it's not all completely revealed. There's more to come. This is my attempt at not strictly romance. Hope it's working, ha. But again, thank you thank you thank you! I don't think I can say it enough! Hope you stick around and continue to review because I love reviews. Makes me feel like I'm doing something right!

Alessandra: Oh, you! Kher never stopped liking him, she's just stubborn, haha. And I mean... who could resist Connor for long? Let's be real. Yeah, dropped a little bit of a bomb. And we shall see what will happen when it comes to Stefano vs. MacManus twins. And I like to complicate things... just a smidge, haha. And yeah, Connor's special, but Kher doesn't discriminate, haha. I really liked the picture scene. I just thought it was cute. And YES! Really Connor and Murphy!? Let's get that DONE, STAT! Connor and rope are seriously OTP. I love your reviews, I always giggle and do a little dance when they arrive. Love you forever! ;-)

Beth: No worries, you didn't mess it up for me. I'm just gonna sit there the next time I watch and go "STRONGER ACCENTS BOYS! INACCURACY!". And yes, reviews get me all excited and then I start fiending for more so I know I have to post if I want one (or 8). Connor loves Kher, even with all her stubbornness and even though he's a total boy most of the time (which is part of the reason we love him, right?). I'm glad my portrayal works for you! Sometimes I get nervous that I get the boys a little OOC, but you would tell me, right? And I try not to make the story too dialogue heavy because I know people (myself included) don't like it and it doesn't really work. I hope I have a balance. AHHHH! I don't mind rambling, I clearly do the same. And nothing wrong with smileys! :) :) :)

Lucy: I was sitting and waiting for your review. I was going through who had and was just like "Where's Lucy!" I'm so ecstatic that you love this! You legit make my ego swell, haha. And you're gonna get a tidbit of what Kher's tat is and mayyyyybe it will be described a bit more... ;-) So, yes, share you're! And I know your game! Since you don't have a account, I have to talk to you on here to get you fb info... so that meant I had to post a chapter... TRICKY TRICKY! But yes, ma'am I do have a facebook. I would link it but naturally I can't on , so look me up by Destiny 'DeDe' Hartman (hope no one stalks me, haha) and let's be besties because you seem pretty fabulous as well. And thank you for letting me know about the accents! It will stay. You are wonderful and I'll be waiting for a friend request, haha.