Okay, so I have been up for three nights straight till 3 in the morning writing this chapter and the next that is almost finished.

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondock Saints just my OC's

~*~*~Conner~*~*~

"Don't try and stop me Murphy!" He yelled as he stormed into the house everything around him blending together as he searched for his target.

He had been on edge ever since he found out who she was and what she was capable of. She had been left alone with their Ma and their mate and he only hoped that they were still alright.

"What the hell man?" Romeo asked sitting up a little from his spot on the couch and flinching in pain from the action. He relaxed upon seeing him and before he could ask his next question his Ma came running into the living room the look of surprise on her face and shock as she looked around and saw only Conner.

"What in God's name is going on?" She asked confused as to why her son was asking like a maniac.

"Where is she?" He asked as calmly as he could manage but he could feel himself shaking and his brother yelling after him as he got closer to the house.

"She's upstairs why what's going…" but he didn't hear the rest as he took off for the stairs.

His heart was hammering in his chest and he heard his brother running after him but he had the advantage and his goal was in sight. He didn't hesitate in throwing open the door to his brothers old room and storming in.

He could tell she was surprised and caught off guard as he stormed towards her and before she could react had her pushed against the wall with a gun in her face.

"Give me a reason." He whispered dangerously as she stared at him in surprise.

She recovered quickly as she stared into his eyes. He felt himself losing momentum as she did so. It felt like she was piercing his soul with her gaze, that she could see right through him and knew exactly what he was thinking. He felt her swallow hard as if trying to restrain herself from losing control as well.

"What reason do you want to hear?" She asked her voice dangerously low and deathly serious.

It was his turn to regain his thoughts as her response caught him off guard. He had expected her to ask him what the hell he was talking about or if he had gone mad but never had he thought she would simply ask him for a reason for her.

"Conner have you lost your…," but Murphy never finished the outraged question as it died in his throat upon seeing his brother with a gun to her head.

"Conner, have you gone mad?" Murphy asked his voice now nervous and in shock at his brothers actions.

"This doesn't concern you Murph, it's between me and her." Conner replied sternly but Murphy made no attempt to move.

"The hell it doesn't concern me you've got a gun in her face and made no attempt to discuss this plan of yours with me." Murphy replied sarcastically as if Conner was an idiot.

"Let her go Conner we got our answers from the Illuminati so just let her be." Murphy attempted to reason with his brother which was something that he wasn't really good at most of the time.

Conner felt Marina stiffen at his brother's words and felt a slight wave of victory at her uneasiness.

"I didn't get my answers to what happened during the break out." He replied and could sense that he had peaked his brother's interest now at his silence.

He watched as Marina closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "What is it you want to know Conner?" She asked seemingly annoyed now.

"Well thanks to our new friends I don't need to know how you were able to do what you did." He explained as if he had won the war now. He felt his heart stop as her eyes snapped open and they were no longer blue but that piercing silver color like the day at the prison.

"Friends?" She asked darkly her eyes cold as she spoke, "you put your faith in the wrong people so easily."

Conner tensed and tightened his grip on his gun, he had seen her like this before except the tables were turned and this time he had the upper hand.

"Back in the prison, when you turned on me, you said I was just like them and asked me why you shouldn't kill me."

"What did you mean by that?" He asked finally feeling like a weight had been lifted off of him as he said it. He had wanted to ask this question since she woke up but wasn't sure if he wanted to know the answer but now he did. He had to know.

He held her gaze as she smirked and held his as she replied.

"Because, you've lost your way saint." She replied no malice or anger in her voice it almost sounded normal again if it weren't for the underlying seriousness in her tone.

"What are you talking about lost my way?" He asked taking a step back and cocking back the hammer on his gun. She had him confused again and he didn't like it. He was always the one in control of himself and his emotions but she made him feel like he was a mess and that he knew nothing about himself.

"Your angry," she said lowly as she looked up at the ceiling, "angry at yourself, angry with your brother, your friends, and angry at God."

"Your insane." He replied quickly not liking her answer. He froze as her eyes snapped back and met his again.

"Your in denial, Your angry at God more than anyone, angry that he took your friend Rocco, angry that he took your father away from you instead of being grateful for the time you had with him."

"Angry most of all with yourself for not being able to protect them."

"For watching them die right in front of you."

"You blame God for taking away those you love when you're doing something that he asked you to do."

"You're scared of what will happen next time."

"Will it be your brother, Romeo, Eunice or Smecker?"

"Your angry Conner and instead of coping with everything you've started to build resentment for God in your heart." She explained with such conviction and force that it hit him like a slap to the face. He swallowed hard and nearly jumped as she spoke again.

"Do you deny it?" She asked her voice firm and serious as if the way he answered would decide his fate. He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up and the cold sweat running down his back as he replied.

"No," he was barely able to whisper as he lowered his gun and reset it, "everything you said was true."

He felt his throat constrict and could tell that his brother was floored by his confession.

She smiled and shook her head. "Then maybe you aren't like them." She replied curiously as she studied him.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused now by her reply.

"You have the ability to own up to everything I said."

"I think you were just waiting for someone to finally call you out on it but the problem is that your very good at pretending like your okay when you're not."

"Unlike your brother who can be read like a book most of the time." She said teasingly making the tension lessen between them.

"You don't deny it which means that you're trying to find a way to move past it." She mused as she crossed her arms in front of her.

"Conner!" "Conner!" Eunice's voice called as the sound of her charging up the stairs reached them.

He looked to see her push past Murphy and come to a stop in the room. She looked from him to Marina then back to him a little relieved.

"Or maybe you already have." Marina replied lowly making him even more uneasy as he stared at the southern belle before him.

"What the heck are you doing?" Eunice asked her voice calmer then it had been a few moments ago.

He felt his heart race a little realizing how this all must make him look to her. He didn't know what to say he had just acted on impulse as soon as they had gotten back. Everything that Alex and Declan had said about her had sent him into a tailspin and had made him want to know even more about what had happened that day.

"It was a mistake, Conner thought that I had it out for him but, he was wrong." Marina replied making them both look over at her in shock at her reply.

She smiled over at him sweetly her eyes now their normal blue color and all signs of the fierce woman before gone from her demeanor.

She must really be as good as they say. He thought as he studied her careful not to overlook any signs of her previous lethal demeanor.

"Is this true Conner?" Eunice asked making him look back over at her.

"Yeah just a misunderstanding is all." He replied a little uneasy about Marina's sudden change of personalities and thoughts on him.

"Well your Ma said dinners ready and to bring you three down." Eunice explained as she revealed her real reason for coming up stairs.

"Yeah, alright then shall we?" He asked as he started towards her and offered her his arm trying to dissolve away the tension around them with a playful smile. Eunice regarded him curiously and a smile tugged at her lips as she took his arm and they started out of the room.

~*~*~Murphy~*~*~

He stood their leaning against the doorway as his brother and Eunice started out of the room. Marina was still leaning against the wall and he could feel his head racing with everything that had just happened. He licked his lips as he let out a heavy sigh and spoke.

"Do you remember the night before Christmas Eve back in the prison?" He asked finally ready to ask her after everything that had just taken place.

She smiled and shook her head as she looked over at him as she replied. "Vaguely, I remember dancing if that's what you mean but, everything after you spinning me around gets a little hazy." She replied as her face wrinkled in thought as if she was trying hard to remember.

"Leon told me that I was pretty drunk, that you and I were kind of tense when he found us." She replied as if she was asking a question now.

"Do you remember why?" He asked his curiosity getting the best of him. She shook her head and started towards him slowly. The way she was walking was almost seductive if he wasn't already seduced by her presence alone.

"No not really." She replied stopping in the doorway and leaning against the frame opposite him mocking his posture as she did so.

"Your brother doesn't like me." She said suddenly catching him off guard as she switched gears. He shook his head and smiled as he straightened up and leaned closer to her.

"That's because he doesn't know you well enough yet." He whispered as his eyes met hers and for a moment electricity shot through him at being so close to her.

She smiled and shook her head as she leaned closer to him, "Come on then let's get downstairs before your Ma comes up here after us." She replied making his mouth go dry at how close she was now. It was even closer then when they had first kissed and it was making it harder on him.

He fought back his urge with everything in him as he straightened up and offered her his arm. "My lady." He teased making her giggle in laughter at his attempt of charm.

"Good sir." She replied with a curtsy before taking his arm and starting down the stairs with him.

~*~*~After Dinner~*~*~

The moon shined down in full bloom as Murphy sat on the foot of the porch smoking his cigarette. The sound of his brother and Eunice laughing with his Ma in the living room made him feel at ease. He heard the boards creak behind him and glanced back to see Marina closing the door carefully so not to disturb the scene behind him.

"Making a run for it?" He teased making her smile and roll her eyes.

"You caught me, I was trying to sneak out knowing you were out here on watch." She teased as she approached him.

"It's peaceful out here." She mused as she sat down beside him and looked up at the moon.

"Always was I guess, until Conner and I were born that is." He replied making her laugh at the thought of them raising hell and him to reminisce on all the times his Ma had fussed them for one of their ridiculous pranks.

Marina shook her head and sighed as she turned towards him and sat cross legged beside him. He regarded her curiously as she studied him curiously.

"You have something on your mind." She said softly catching him off guard at her sudden outburst.

"What are you talking about?" He asked taking another hit from his cigarette as he tried to blow off her statement.

She smiled and ran a hand through her hair as she leaned back against the post behind her. "You're curious as to why I didn't kill Conner as well." She replied softly as she gazed up at the moon.

He looked over at her and watched her carefully before he spoke again. "Why didn't you?" He asked exhaling slowly as he relaxed.

"Because of you, if you hadn't been there then I probably would have killed him." She replied softly never looking over at him as she appeared to be lost in thought.

"My brother's a good man lass." He replied shaking his head and taking another hit of his cigarette.

She looked over at him and smirked as she leaned forward. "There's no denying that Murphy but he's very lost right now." "The only reason I didn't kill him is because there is a spark of hope inside of him."

"Someone, which he cares about and wants to protect." She explained with a sigh as she rubbed the back of her neck.

He smirked and shook his head as he flicked his cigarette into the yard and turned now to face her fully.

"Why do the illuminati want you Marina?" He asked lowly and saw her stiffen at his question. He hadn't wanted to ask but it was now or never, she already knew they met with him and he wanted her side now. He felt as if somehow they were hiding something from them and it bothered him.

She sighed and licked her lips as she straightened up and smoothed out the wrinkles on her shirt. "I think I should go help your Ma clean up." She whispered and went to move to get up but he caught her hand.

"Marina," He said making her stop and look back over at him, "please I need to know."

She sighed and hesitated before settling back down beside him as she nodded slowly.

"They aren't after me, they're after my brother." She explained slowly never looking up at him as she spoke and he released her hand.

"Why?" He asked confused because never once had they mentioned her brother.

"What did they tell you exactly?" She asked looking up at him now as she tried to gauge what to say next.

"That you're a Russian sleeper agent trying to find the doors of purgatory and gain it's power for your government." He explained summing up what they had been briefed on.

She laughed catching him off guard and making him uneasy.

"Well, then they're describing me differently again." She sighed shaking her head.

"I am not a Russian spy for one and I don't need to find purgatory, I already know where it is but, don't ask how because I can't tell you that." She added as she saw the next question he was about to ask.

"Why do they need your brother?" He asked instead seeing as everything else was off limits.

"My brother is the only one who can open the doors to purgatory, he has the key, and they are going to use me to get to him."

"Once you hand me over to them and they get to my brother they will dispose of us, that's how the Illuminati operate, they tie up all the loose ends always have." She explained bitterly shaking her head and moving a piece of hair back behind her ear.

"I take it you and the Illuminati have crossed paths before." He ventured seeing as how she spoke of them that she knew them quite well.

She nodded slowly confirming his thoughts. "I've been running from them all my life."

"My brother and I were orphans; we grew up in a convent I was five and my brother was eight when they found us on the street."

"We grew up taking care of each other, one always having the back of the other." She explained her voice sounding far off as she spoke as if she was reliving her past.

"I take it that's where you guys met Leon?" He asked curiously trying to put the final pieces in place.

She smiled now and shook her head as she studied her hands before glancing up at him. "Yeah, it was like fate when Leon and my brother met, they hit it off instantly and since then it was Leon, my brother and their other partner in crime."

"The three amigos." She said laughing as she finished and placed her hand to her mouth to stop him from seeing her turn red.

"So what's your brother's name anyway lass?" He asked curiously realizing that she never once mentioned it before. When he talked about Conner he used his name constantly but for some reason she hadn't mentioned it even once.

All signs of laughter shed from her face as she looked up at him and gave him a weak smile. "I can't tell you that either not just for mine or my brothers sake but for yours as well." She explained gently but he could see the sadness on her face now as he nodded in understanding and she looked away from him.

"How long ago did you last see him?" He asked lowly trying to ease into breaking down her walls instead of just kicking them in like he wanted to.

"It's been three years since I've seen my brother and two since I last heard from him directly."

"Usually I get a message from him from someone else by word of mouth or by letter but never a phone call or a text or even a smoke signal." She said her voice laced with worry and distress and for a moment he tried to imagine what it would be like if he hadn't seen Conner for three years or even heard from him at that.

"Why do you do whatever it is you do?" He asked praying to God he wasn't prying too deep but she seemed to have her guard down and he was enjoying getting to pick her brain. It was a change from the prison when she had pushed all of his buttons.

The shadow of a smile ran across her face as she looked up and met his gaze. "We do it so that innocent people don't get hurt, so that those without a voice can be heard, death is always the last resort."

"The Illuminati don't like us because we are keeping them from what they want." She explained and it clicked like someone pulling a trigger in his mind.

The Illuminati weren't after her because she was trying to use Purgatory; they were after her because she was hiding it.

He swallowed hard as he ran a hand through his hair and down his face trying not to jump up and run into the house dragging her with him to tell his brother and the others what she had just told him.

"So what did happen that night at the prison?" She asked making him snap out his thoughts and almost fall off of the porch in surprise.

"Wh-What do you mean?" He asked trying not to sound as uneasy as he was now with what she had just asked.

"Well you asked me if I remembered why we were so tense before and since I don't I wanted you to tell me why." She said smiling with a hint of mischief in her eyes making him chuckle and sigh as he tried to think of what to say.

"Well, um its complicated lass." He lamented realizing that there wasn't really a good way to tell her without making it awkward between them.

She sighed and rolled her eyes in annoyance as she got to her feet and he regarded her carefully not sure if he had upset her or not with his reply. "Show me." She ordered determined making him snort in amusement as he slowly got to his feet and stared down at her.

He looked around and grabbed her hand as he pulled her out of sight from the window making her smile at how secretive they were being about this.

"You're a pain in the ass ya know that?" He asked playfully making her smile in response as he pulled her close and felt his heart race a little from the contact.

It was more intense then before as he smiled back at her weakly before slowly starting to move from side to side with her. "Well you're stubborn and a jerk." She replied making him laugh.

"Oh great, now I'm a jerk." He said in mock hurt making her laugh now as she buried her face in his shoulder. He rolled his eyes to the heavens praying to god he could keep himself together.

"We were talking about why I do what I do." He started lowly feeling his voice shaking but refusing to give in to his nerves.

"So why do you?" She asked pulling back to meet his gaze and making it ten times harder for him to concentrate at how close she was again.

"The same reason as you, to protect the innocent and those that I love." He explained as calmly as he could manage.

"I think your brother will feel that way again as well." She confided shocking him once again at her revelation

"Really now and what makes you think that?" He asked curiously.

She smirked and rolled her eyes. "Because of a certain red haired southern belle." She teased making him smile at her realizing that she had seen through his brother's act and Eunice's as well.

"I think they've kissed." She whispered as if trying to gossip to her best friend making him laugh and shake his head as he tried to stop smiling realizing that he was not better than his brother right about now but she was pretty oblivious.

"You think correctly." He admitted and felt a small pang of guilt in his chest at disclosing his brother's secret.

She smiled in accomplishment and shook her head. "I knew it, you can always tell from the first kiss how you feel for someone." She explained as if it was so simple and he felt a bit guilty for not telling her yet about what had happened that night.

He swallowed hard debating on whether or not he should tell her or keep playing dumb but it didn't seem fair when she had just put her trust in him enough to let him in even if it was just a little he had a feeling that it was something that rarely happened.

He slowly came to a stop with her and she looked up at him confused for a second as he took her hands in his and stared at them for a second before looking up at her to meet her eyes.

"Marina, there's something I have to tell you." He said lowly but serious enough for her to straighten up at his words.

"What's wrong Murphy?" She asked concerned making his throat tighten to keep everything inside and not lose the progress he had made with her.

"Marina that night, while we were dancing, you were drunk, I didn't mean to make you dizzy, I…"he was cut off as she stepped towards him and before he realized what was happening her lips met his and everything around him seemed to stop moving as all of his inner turmoil seemed to vanish.

He pulled her closer on instinct as he deepened the kiss and felt her arms around his neck sending him into a tailspin that he'd never felt before. She pulled away and he opened his eyes to see her smiling at him.

"Thank you Murphy." She whispered softly giving him a chill as she spoke his name.

"For what?" He asked confused and unable to think straight for a minute.

"For trying to tell me the truth," she replied sweetly making him stiffen in shock, you just took too long this time." She teased making him stare at her in disbelief.

She knew about their first kiss.

"Goodnight." She replied stepping back from him. He stared at her dumbfounded on what he should say or do because she had just put him in checkmate if he wasn't mistaken as he watched her back up towards the door a smile painted on her lips as he stood there unable to respond as she opened the door to go back inside.

"Goodnight." He finally managed to blurt out making her laugh as she gave him a small wave and vanished inside.

"Jesus Christ." He whispered finally able to think of anything else to say as he pulled out his cigarettes and fumbled for his lighter as he tried to process what had just happened and where he stood now.

I hope you guys enjoyed it and please review I could use the morale with the week I've had.

Chapter 11 will be up sooon and things will be taking a turn so stay tuned.