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Jillian and Liam had to go home for a while so Murphy, Connor and Duce could get some work done. Murphy was antsy as he always was whenever he was away from them. He was thinking about making them leave with him. He could make arrangements for them to be picked up and brought to his family cabin. When he got back to Jillian's he would talk to her about doing just that. He could concertate on the work he had to do if he wasn't worrying about her all the time.
After they were done, he quickly drove over to her place, intend on talking to her. He had talked to Duce and the descion had been made. Jillian and his lad should leave as soon as they could. Murphy would buy them tickets for the next plane out then he and Connor would pack and send her stuff. Duce felt things might be getting serious and dangerous. None of the men wanted their new family members to be hurt. Murphy also decided that once they were all back in Ireland together, he would marry her. He would do what he should have done ten years beforehand. Thinking about making her his wife was making him grin.
He slowed his steps and sighed as he walked across her porch. His mind was swirling around and he just couldn't wait to see her and his lad. Liam was a fine young man and Murphy couldn't be more proud of him. Murphy sighed again as he opened the door leading to her apartment. His steps froze suddenly. Her apartment was a mess. Her chairs were unturned and the things on her table and china cabinet where thrown on the floor. He called out to her before he noticed a note sitting on the table.
Murphy burst into their apartment to find his brother and Dad already getting suited up. Connor had laid out all of Murphy's favorite guns and the ammo for him. Without a word to either of them, Murphy moved to the pool table and started getting his guns ready. Connor glanced at his twin, knowing better than to speak to him. Connor was angry and pissed that someone dared to touch Jillian and the lad, he had to only be feeling half of what Murphy was feeling. No one took from the MacManus family and got away with it.
Jillian held her son to her tightly. Liam's arms were wrapped around his mother with his face buried into her. They were standing in the corner of a big room with one door. They had been taken forcefully from their place. Bags had been put over their faces and they were loaded into a van. Neither one knew where they were or if Murphy was going to be able to find them. The door to the room opened and four men came strolling in with smiles.
" So, which one do you belong too? Are you Connor's or Murphy's?" The tallest man in the group asked.
" It doesn't matter! My dad will kill you for taking us!" Liam snapped. Jillian tighten her hold on his son.
" Shh!" She said.
" Yeah, shhh! Listen to your mother." The man said as he came forward.
Liam turned around and tried to shield his mother but she was busy trying to push him behind her. The other men in the group came forward and ripped the two apart. Jillian and Liam started to fight and yell but one of the men hit Jillian in the back of the head with the butt of his gun. Stars swept through Jillian's vision as she felt her body start to relax. She fought to stay conscience, fought to get to her son. The last thing she saw before the darkness over took her was Liam being stuck in the side of the face. Jillian fell to the floor and stopped moving.
Murphy, Connor, Romeo, and Duce moved silently through the big house. The note had left directions as to where they could find the family members. Duce knew who had taken them, The Roman, his old friend. Duce moved away from the group, hoping to distract the Roman long enough for his sons and their friend to find Jillian and Liam. Just as he had thought, The Roman, was in the old, broken down greenhouse.
" Welcome, my old friend. Please, have a seat." Roman said. Duce carefully walked over to the chair and sat down directly across from him.
" You have something that belongs to me, something that I want." He said. Roman smiled and nodded.
" Actually, I have two things that belong to you, or rather one of your sons." Roman said.
" What belongs to one, belongs to all the MacManus'." Duce said. Roman smiled and nodded.
They found Jillian easily enough. She was tied to a chair with her head down and a sack covering her face. Connor and Romeo watched the doorway as Murphy rushed into the room. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the chair. He yanked the sack off her head quickly, making her eyes snap open. She had a gag in her mouth and started struggling as soon as she saw him.
" Shh." Murphy said. He reached behind her head and untied the gag quickly. He tossed it to the ground as she started to speak.
" They took Liam! They hit him in the face with a gun!" She said as she started to cry at the pain her son must have went through. Murphy frowned but turned his attention to her wrists.
" We will find him, Lass." He said as he undid her right wrist.
" How did you find us?" Jillian asked.
" They left a note." Murphy said. He moved to her left wrist.
" A note? Doesn't that seem kind of like a trap?" She asked. Murphy nodded but won't meet her eyes. His hands worked quickly at the rope around her. " Murphy, what if they..."
" No." He said quickly, meeting her fear filled eyes. " Don't say it. We will find him. He will be fine. I didn't find him after 10 years to lose him now." He said. She took a shaky breath and nodded. Murphy moved to her ankles and quickly freed her. He took a hold of her forearms and they stood up together. He wrapped his arms around her neck while hers went around his waist. They squeezed each other hard before he kissed the top of her head. " I will bring my lad back then kill every last motherfucker who dared touch him." He promised her. Jillian nodded against his chest. They pulled away from each other then. She quickly wiped her cheeks before taking his hand. Murphy led her out of the room.
" They are innocent people in this." Duce said.
" Are they? They both knew of who you and your boys were. Are they not as guilty for not turning you into the police?" Roman said.
" Like you did?" Duce asked. Roman nodded.
" I did what I had too. Violence is not always the answer." He said.
" And yet you brought violence to my house." Duce said. Roman picked up his glass of wine. He looked pained as he stared into it.
" And you brought volience unto me." He said softly. " Do you know how many years I suffered from nightmares about what we did? How many times I was afraid someone would come after me and my family as payback? I tried to make you stop, I tried to tell you what you were doing was wrong but you just won't listen and you're not listening now. Jail was not the answer for you, then maybe taking your family is."
" My son will kill you for this." Duce said calmly. Roman nodded again.
" I'm sure he will and I will meet my death with a clear mind." He said.
" A clear mind? Kidnapping an innocent lad and his mother gives you a clear mind? No one we ever killed was innocent, they were dirty, killers themselves." Duce said.
" And what of their families? Were their families not innocent? See your problem is that you think you and yours are untouchable, that everything you touch and do is right and just. Well that's just not the case and I will prove it to you." Roman said.