MURPHY'S POV:

When I woke up the next morning, there was still blood splattered on the wall by the table, beer cans and liquor bottles were strewn all over the table, and Rocco and Connor had gone outside.

But the thing that caught my attention most was the girl wrapped up in my arms. I was on the floor in the kitchen, Kira laying asleep in the circle of my arms, her own arms wrapped around my stomach.

I grinned down at her, not caring much that my arm was falling asleep. I brushed a small piece of hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear.

Her nose scrunched up in an adorable way and she rubbed her face on my chest, pushing against it as she moved closer to me. She sighed in her sleep and mumbled, "Murph."

I smirked at the sound of my name, nearly incomprehensible with the influence of sleep added to her Irish accent. The tiniest hint of a small touched her lips. "Kira?" I whispered.

She sucked in a small breath and opened her eyes, blinking rapidly as she struggled to make her sleepy mind make sense of her surroundings. She unwrapped an arm from my waist and rubbed at her eyes, looking at me through squinted eyes. "Murphy?" she asked quietly.

I grinned. "G'mornin' sleepin' beauty."

She rolled her eyes with a smile and then looked down at our bodies, mostly entangled. Then she jumped up, surprisingly fast for someone who woke up only moments ago. "What the hell happened?"

I frowned. "I dunno. I guess we just fell asleep like that after the cat…"

She nodded, looking down.

I stood from the floor and stretched. I rubbed the back of my head, feeling a bit shut down. "I'm- uh… I'm gonna go outside with Connor and Roc, okay?"

She nodded, massaging her forehead.

I grabbed my P-coat and walked downstairs and outside into the alley where Roc and Connor were, both looking tense and angry. Rocco looked ready to bolt.

I pulled a cigarette out. "Where the fuck're ya goin'?" I asked, walking up to them and turning to Connor. "Did ya tell him?"

"'Course I fuckin' told him," Connor scoffed.

I turned back to Rocco. "Well then what the fuck?"

Connor and I had talked last night about the curious situation last night at Copley Plaza. His boss had told him that there would only be two men there and sent him in with a six-shooter, making Rocco feel more than protected against this minimal threat. But there had actually been nine people in that hotel room last night. Someone as powerful in underhanded businesses as Papa Joe wouldn't have gotten something like that wrong. He knew. And he had sent Rocco in practically unprotected.

"You guys don't know that shit for sure!" Rocco said, waving his hand upward.

I glanced back at Connor who was putting his hand on his face, obviously worn out already. "Aw yer such a fuckin' retard!" I yelled, throwing my unlit cigarette into his chest.

"Hey, fuck you!" Roc yelled back, shoving me back.

"Aw, man," I shouted, slapping him in the head and grabbing his shirt collar. "Use yer fuckin' brain fer once. Is it so hard to believe that they don't fuckin' care aboutcha?" Toward the end of my sentence, my voice got quieter.

Rocco's shirt was still in my grasp and he was struggling to form a sentence that didn't include confused sputtering. "Oh, yeah, you two fuckin' Micks know what's goin' on, huh?" he asked, pushing me away. "Fuck you!"

Connor pointed angrily at him. "Roc, its not a fuckin' thing ya should gamble on, alright?"

Rocco glanced around a little before saying, "I'm the fuck outta here," and storming away down the street.

"Fine! Fuck it!" I yelled after him, kicking the iron bar gate into the concrete wall it rested against. "What kinda flowers ya want yer funeral, ya dumb whop? That's the last time I'm gonna see ya!" I turned around and started to stomp back up to Rocco's apartment.

"I'll be back at nine. Burry the fuckin' cat!"

I was halfway to the inside of the building, but I could still here Connor yell back to him, "Listen, ya get in there, ya start gettin' a bad vibe, ya get the fuck out quick!"

Then I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I shouldn't have said what I did. Because with my luck, now it really was going to be the last time I saw him.

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