A/N: Another big thank you to rosecoloredskys and today she gets a virtual red, white and blue cookie...lol...I decided to be nice and upload two chapters. Enjoy and don't forget to review. HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!

The girls woke up the next day hung over as all hell. They have been up for almost an hour already and sitting at the kitchen table having coffee. "Shay when do ya want ta go help Doc?" "We'll finish our coffee and head over there." Patricia nodded her agreement. They finished their coffee and got ready to head over to Doc's. They were in their bedroom getting dressed when Shayla suddenly stopped what she was doing. Patricia noticed her sister freeze in her spot. "Shay what's wrong?" "I don't know. I have a bad feeling that something is gonna happen taday." "I thought I was the only one with that feelin." Shayla gave her sister a look of understanding and finished getting dressed.

They left their apartment and headed for the bar. They walked wanting to get away from their apartment building as quickly as possible. Neither one could explain the feelings they were having but both knew change was in the air. They got to the bar and entered the same way as the day before. Doc was by the counter restocking everything. "Hey Doc." The girls spoke in unison. "G-g-goodmornin girls. Did you all g-g-get home alright? FUCK!-ASS!" They both nodded and got to work cleaning up the mess from last night and pulling down the decorations they put up.

They had finished rather quickly. Shayla was in the back straightening up when she heard voices coming from the front of the bar. She came out seeing her sister and Doc first then a figure came into view. She knew this person and after a moment it dawned on her who it was. "Agent Smecker when did you get transferred here to Boston." Shayla quickly lost her accent. Agent Smecker knew her as Detective O' Riley of the NYPD and she hid her accent well then. "Detective O' Riley. I should be asking you the same thing. And please call me Paul." "Well Paul please, call me Shayla, and I'm not a detective anymore. I turned in my badge and gun to be a normal person." "The Angels cases became too much for you?" Shayla chuckled. "Nah, being a cop became too much for me. Well I know your not here for a drink so what's up?" Doc had a surprised look on his face about Shayla knowing an FBI agent. "Well Shay maybe you can help me. Do you know the MacManus brothers?" Shayla looked at her sister then to Doc. "I know of them from here." She spread her arms indicating the bar. "Is there anyway we can talk a little bit more privately being this is an ongoing investigation?" "Sure. Doc is it okay if we use the back room?" Doc nodded and Paul followed Shayla. "Okay Paul spill it." "Well there was a situation and I believe they were attacked. There were two Russians found dead in an alley behind their apartment. It looks like a clear cut case of self defense. I would appreciate it if you hear anything from them to please have them come down to the precinct or contact me. Here's my card." Shayla took the card and looked at it. "No problem Paul." The both walked out of the room and the agent left the bar.

"What was t-t-that all about? How do you k-k-know that agent Shayla? FUCK!-ASS!" Patricia had a serious look on her face as she looked at her sister. They shared a single glance knowing what the other was thinking. Their feelings had come true. Shayla turned back to Doc. "Well Doc I don't know if ye heard about a couple of vigilantes over in New York called The Avenging Angels." Doc was nodding "I heard of them." "Well I was a crime scene detective in the NYPD and I was on their cases. When things really got bad Agent Smecker was called in to lead the investigation and I had to work very closely with him." All of a sudden Patricia's cell phone went off. She looked at it not knowing the number but answered it anyway.

Patricia flipped her phone open. "'Ello."

"Pat it's Murph." There was a hint of worry in his voice.

"Jesus fuckin Christ Murph! Where tha hell are ye?" Shayla heard her sister and came over to her to find out what was going on.

"Were at Angel of Mercy Hospital. Can ye an Shayla meet us please?"

"Sure Murph we'll be right there. Is everything okay? Are you an Connor hurt?"

"I'll explain when ye get here Mein Engel." Murphy hung up before Patricia can say anything more.

Patricia flipped her phone closed and turned to her sister. "Shay we need ta meet tha guys at Angel of Mercy Hospital." Shayla was very worried now. "Is everything okay?" "Murphy wouldn't tell me. Let's just get there." Shayla nodded and both girls turned to Doc. "T-t-thank you girls for h-h-helping. Go take care of y-y-your boys. FUCK!-ASS!" Shayla was practically out the door already. "We'll let ya know what happens Doc." Doc nodded and Patricia ran out the door to catch up with her sister. They were near their apartment when Patricia stopped Shayla. "Shay give me tha keys to tha car. Yer too upset ta drive." Shayla gave in quickly knowing her sister was right. They hopped into their car and drove to the hospital.

They parked the car and ran to the doors of the emergency room. They slowed down when they went through the doors and saw the holy water. They both dipped their fingers and did the sign of the cross as they spotted the brothers. They quickly walked over to them. "What tha fuck happened ta ye?" Shayla was the first to respond to them. She grabbed Connor's face gently looking at his bandage. "We're alright girls. Calm down now." Patricia being the level headed one spoke. "Okay ye must'v done somethin big cause an FBI agent came inta tha bar." The guys looked concerned. Shayla was the one to put them at ease. "Don't worry. He wants ye ta turn yerselves in. He says that what happened was all in self defense. Here's his card." She handed Connor the card. Murphy turned to Patricia "We need a favor. Can ye hold this fer us?" Patricia took a shopping bag from him and nodded. "We'll call Rocco to get yer stuff an meet ya at tha precinct." They both nodded. "Do ye want us ta drive ye to tha precinct?" "Aye that would be great." Murphy smiled at Shayla. The four of them left the hospital and got into the car. Shayla drove them to the precinct. They all got out of the car. Shayla turned to Connor. "Call us when yer done ta let us know what's goin on please." "Aye M'aingeal. I promise ye we'll call." Connor kissed Shayla and turned to his brother who just pulled out of a kiss with Patricia. They walked up the steps of the precinct as Shayla and Patricia got back into the car.

They drove back to their apartment. There were still some cops around but nothing major. They went up to their apartment. Patricia called Rocco the moment they got in.

"Hello?" Came Rocco's voice over the phone.

"Hey Roc its Pat."

"Oh, hey Pat, what's up?"

"The guys need a favor. Can ye go ta there apartment an get some clothes and their rosary and bring it to tha precinct?"

"Yeah sure. What happened that they're at the precinct?"

"Long story that we don't even know all of it but the bottom line is the Russians from last night showed up at their place this mornin."

"Okay I got it. I'll get right on it then."

"Thanks Roc."

"Anytime Pat."

Patricia closed her phone and turned to Shayla who was sitting on the couch deep in thought. She decided to join her sister. She sat down grabbing Shayla's arm and putting her head on her shoulder. They stayed like that for awhile. Finally after no one knows how long Shayla spoke up. "Pat I think we should tell 'em about us." "Ye were readin me mind sis." They went back to sitting there quietly till Shayla's phone rang.

She quickly jumped and grabbed it flipping it open. "'Ello"

"Hey M'aingeal. Before ye say anythin were okay and Rocco showed up."

Shayla breathed a sigh of relief. "Ye got off? No charges?"

"Aye. We're stayin here in tha precinct fer tha night. We'll leave in tha mornin."

"Okay Mon amour. Do me one favor and as soon as ye get out tamorrow come by 'ere and see us before ye do anythin. We need ta talk ta tha two 'o ye."

"Of course. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah we just need ta talk."

"Okay ta gra agam ort M'aingeal."

"I love ye too Connor. Goodnight." Shayla hung up the phone.

Shayla turned to her sister smiling. "Their okay and spending tha night in tha precinct. They'll be here tamorrow." "Good cause I was worried fer a moment there." Shayla nodded her agreement. The girls never realized they were sitting there all day and that it was getting late. "Why don't we get some food and go ta bed." Shayla ruffled her sister's hair and Patricia was trying to slap her sister's hands away. "Aye let's go." They headed out to the same diner the guys took them to. They sat and ate quietly, paid their bill and went right back home.

It was really late by the time they got back. They changed into pajamas and went straight to bed. The girls fell asleep quickly. They were asleep for some time and a storm had picked up outside. This was the first thunderstorm for the girls in the apartment so they didn't know about any leaks. They were still sound asleep having weird dreams. They both rolled onto their backs simultaneously. The storm was growing fiercer and started leaking in from the ceiling as the girls sat straight up staring at the ceiling breathing heavily. Water was dripping onto their foreheads as they sat there their dreams echoing in there heads. They turned to each other and Patricia spoke first. "Destroy that which is evil..." "...So that which is good may flourish." Shayla finished Patricia's thought. The leak in the ceiling stopped suddenly and they went back to sleep.

Translations:

ta gra agam ort M'aingeal - I love you my angel (Gaelic)

M'aingeal - My angel (Gaelic)

Mon amour - My love (French)