AN: Sorry it took so long, but here is the last two chapters.
"How should we start this?" Murphy asked from his seat on Connor's lap with his feet stretched out on the couch.
"When did you guys first find out you liked each other as more than brothers?" Jake asked from his seat on Thomas' lap, whose sitting on a big comfy arm chair.
"I was in love with Murphy since we were ten," Connor said.
"It took me until we were sixteen and something happened," Murphy said.
"What do you mean?" Thomas asked.
"I started dating an older male student when we were sixteen, and it didn't end well at all," Murphy said.
"What happened?" Jake asked.
"The older student tried to rape Murphy when he refused to have sex with him," Connor said.
"Oh, my god," Jake said while Murphy buried his face in Connor's shirt, shivering.
"It's ok, babe. It's over. He won't ever touch ye again," Connor said, rubbing Murphy's back.
"You said 'tried to rape.' What happened?" Thomas asked, frowning.
"I showed up and beat the guy half to death," Connor said.
"Did you get into trouble?" Jake asked.
"Our pa and the police said it was self-defense," Murphy said after unburying his face.
"That's good," Jake said.
"Murphy was an emotional wreck after that," Connor said, kissing the top of Murphy's head.
"The only one that could get me to calm down was Connor," Murphy said, blushing.
"You're blushing," Jake said, laughing.
"I got him to calm down by kissing him. It was our first kiss," Connor said, rubbing Murphy's back again.
"We told each other about our feelings that night. Connor also let me sleep in his bed with him that night," Murphy said, lacing his fingers with Connor's fingers.
"Was that when your parents found out about you guys?" Jake asked.
"No, they just thought he needed the comfort only his twin can give him after what he went through," Connor said.
"I knew after that night ye two loved each other," a voice said from the door way.
"Ma," Murphy yelled, smiling as a short woman rushed over to him and Connor.
"I've missed ye, my sons," she said, hugging her sons close to her.
"I apologize for her lack of manners. She's been a wreck since they left," a tall man said, walking in.
"That's perfectly fine, sir," Thomas said, motioning for him and Ma MacManus to have a seat. Ma sat down right next to Connor with Murphy's legs on her lap. Pa sat next to her with Murphy's feet on his lap.
"Have ye done anything to his ankle yet?" Pa asked.
"I haven't got the chance to yet. He was very ill on the boat ride over, and I wanted him to relax and get better first," Thomas said, watching Ma fuss over Murphy.
"What do ye mean, he was ill?" Ma asked, pushing Murphy's out of his face.
"His morning sickness started and was made worse by the motion of the ship on the water," Thomas said, chuckling as Ma checked Murphy for a fever.
"I'm fine, Ma," Murphy said, shying away from Ma's hands.
"Where's the queen?" Connor asked.
"She said she had very important business to take care of, so she dropped us off," Pa said, rubbing Murphy's good ankle.
"When do ye plan on working on his ankle?" Ma asked, holding on of Murphy's hands in hers.
"I would have liked to do the surgery tomorrow with x-rays tonight," Thomas said.
"Why can't ye?" Murphy asked.
"He doesn't want to disrupt time with Ma and Pa since they just got here. Am I right?" Connor said as Murphy rests his head over Connor's heart.
"Yes, you are, Connor. Are you ok, Murphy?" Thomas said, watching Murphy close. Murphy just nodded while yawning.
"The morning sickness had him up at three this morning. It took a while to get him back to sleep," Connor said, rubbing Murphy's back.
"When I was pregnant with ye two, I was always up and sick at three in the morning," Ma said, rubbing Murphy's hand and watching him closely.
"Her morning sickness also got worse the farther along she went, so ye should do the surgery tomorrow as ye had planned," Pa said, rubbing Murphy's good ankle. With all the rubbing, Murphy was quickly asleep, laid out on everyone's laps.
"After his nap, we'll do the x-ray then," Thomas said.
"I could use a nap myself," Ma said, resting her head on Pa's shoulder.
"Let us show you your room then so you can rest while Murphy rests," Jake said, standing up and moving the wheelchair closer to Connor.
"If I put him in that, he'll wake up," Connor said, standing up with Murphy in his arms bridal style.
"Where are our bags?" Pa asked.
"A servant should have already taken it to your room, which is next to your sons' room," Thomas said, leading the way to the rooms while Jake pushed the wheelchair next to him.