It Starts With One
A Boondock Saints
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Boondock Saints. I only own my character Autumn and any story lines that I add.
Author's Note: And here we are again my faithful friends. Another chapter into this wild adventure and I'm almost in the double digits!!! Wooo!!!! Let's see how far this story can go. I'd like to thank XNegAttentionX for alerting and my faithful reviewers JokerSmile and eXsTorDiNaRiLy InViSiBlE. Thanks to everyone else who is reading this and I hope everyone is enjoying it so far. Chapter 9 Starts now!
Recommended Song: "Letter From a Thief" By Chevelle
Chapter 9:
I packed everything as fast as I could and headed down to the main desk.
"Is there something wrong?" The woman asked.
"No, something came up and I need to leave sooner than expected." I replied.
"Oh, I see. No problem. Let me just check you out and give you a refund for the other nights." She responded.
"Thank you so much." I said. I wanted to cry so bad. I tried to hold it in the best I could.
"I hope everything turns out okay and enjoy the rest of your day." She said with a sincere smile and handed me my change.
I headed back to South Boston after putting everything in the car. I had business to settle with Pietro. I drove to the familiar building that I was trained in. I parked across the street and unzipped my bag. I checked the clip to make sure it was fill and placed it back in its spot. I put the safety on and placed it inside and behind my jeans. I walked across the street and into the building. I dodged everyone I came in contact with.
"You can't just go in unannounced." Someone shouted at me.
"Oh, trust me. He knows I'm coming." I said angrily.
I slammed through the door and Pietro didn't even flinch. He kept his back to me as I he flipped through some papers in a file. I took my pistol out and cocked the hammer back as I pointed it at his head. Four others pointed their pistols at me.
"Give me one damn good reason I shouldn't pull this fucking trigger." I snarled at him.
"You're a brave woman Autumn. That is what I respect the most about you." He said as he turned to me and put the file on the desk.
"You still haven't given me my reason." I spat.
"We need each other Autumn. You may not want to realize or admit it, but we need each other." He replied.
"What is stopping me from just pulling the trigger and ending this? I don't care about my life." I argued.
"You may not care about yourself, but you care far too much about others." He nodded at his men to lower their weapons and leave. "I know you Autumn. You don't want to die. Nor do you want anyone else to die."
"I don't have anyone else besides Murphy and Connor and you want me to be rid of them too. Why Dan?! Why would you kill him?" I yelled angrily.
"I didn't have any other choice. You weren't willing to play ball." He answered calmly.
"Fuck you Pietro. I'm done with this. You leave Murphy, Connor, and I alone or I will come back for you and I will fucking kill you where you stand." I said as I cocked the hammer back down and headed for the door.
"We found your sister..."
I stopped dead in my tracks.
"My sister..." I whispered and turned around.
"Here. In South Boston." He continued.
"Where?" I asked.
"You want your sister. I want the MacManus brothers dead." He said just as smoothly as before.
I paced back and forth. I haven't seen my sister in years. She ran off shortly after my dad died and before my mom left. We didn't even know where she went or if she was okay.
"Think about it Autumn. Your remaining flesh and blood or those boys you have only know for a couple years?"
My hands went to my eyes as tears flooded them. I stopped pacing and turned to Pietro.
"You promise... that if I do this. You won't hurt my sister. That once this is done, Anne and I can leave."
"You have my word." He replied.
"I'm doing this my way and on my time. I'll call you when it is done. You don't bother me until then." I said sternly.
He nodded and turned his back to me again. "Don't keep me waiting too long Autumn. I do get impatient." Pietro added as I left his office.
It had been a couple days since I arrived. I checked myself in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. Today was Dan's funeral. I planned to stay toward the back until everyone left and then leave my rose when everyone leaves. I put on my black hat to be able to hide my face and headed to the funeral.
I watched under the tree as the ceremony went underway. Tears escaped my eyes as I wished I could be over there. I watched as Murphy and Connor sat near his coffin. They bowed their heads in prayer. They soon began to lower Dan's coffin and slowly people filed out.
"What if she doesn't know?" Murphy's voice poured into my ears.
"We won't know how to tell her. I'm sure she'll find out by the news or something." Connor replied.
"She'll have to come back now..." Murphy said softly. "She has to..."
Murphy looked in my direction and I quickly tipped my hat to block my face. I closed my eyes tightly and held my breath hoping that he didn't see me.
"You alright Murph?" Connor asked.
"Yeah.. yeah lets just get out of here." He replied.
When the crowd was completely gone I walked over to Dan's burial spot. I kissed the rose and dropped it onto his casket.
"I'm so sorry Dan... After all of this is over, I will avenge you. I promise." I said.
I got back into my car and drove back to my apartment. I put my things down on the table and sat down as I placed my head in my hands. I grabbed one of the newspapers from a couple days ago. I sat up straight as I read the headline in disbelief, "The Saints of South Boston." I continued to read about Murphy and Connor and all that had happened.
"What the fuck..." I threw the paper down and grabbed my keys. I drove over to their place and there was a smashed in door. The toilet was gone and the room looked as messy as always.
"Fuck!" I yelled as I headed back to my car. I drove down the street until I could find a pay phone.
I punched in Pietro's number and waited for a couple rings.
"Hello?"
"We have a problem." I replied.
"And that is?"
"They aren't at their place anymore. Some shit went down apparently. I don't know how I missed this." I explained.
"Well figure it out. You're a smart girl. I'm sure you can come up with something." I heard the click from the other end.
"Fucking Pietro." I said gritting my teeth together and slammed the pay phone down.
I took a long hot shower when I got back to my apartment. I wrapped myself in my towel after stepping out of the shower and stood in front of the mirror. I wiped the steam away from the mirror and stared back at my reflection.
"I have to do this." I said to myself. "Not just for me, but for my sister. You have to Autumn."
Problem is... How do I find them now without being known of my relocation back to South Boston?
"So few ways to cover up the wounds. Lost in a finger forced to lie. This sends us medicating through it all."
