Author's Note: This is my first "published" endeavor into the fan fiction world. I'm a bit nervous about it. As of now only one person has read this. I would like to thank PixiePhotos for giving me a little push to put this into the open (if you haven't read her stories, go now! Do not stop, do not collect $200, just GO and read!). Please feel free to review, but be gentle... Also this is unbetad, so any mistakes are mine alone.

AN2: DTS Guru-Thank you! I'm so glad you're enjoying it! I was hoping that it was decent character/relationship development. Didn't want to jump into things and make sure it was semi-realistic. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not have any claim to Boondock Saints/Connor/Murphy/Rocco or anything else that was in the movie. That's all Troy Duffy (brilliant man that he is). I do not have any claim or rights to any song lyrics or titles that I use. Make This Go On Forever is all Snow Patrol. Unintended is all Muse. All I can lay claim to is Kher, Ava and any other OC or plot line that isn't in the film.

Chapter 11 (Unintended):

"You could be my unintended choice to live my life extended..."

About a month later, as summer was settling over Boston, things had become a sort of routine. Working at the diner was going well, even though Brynn still got a little weird when Connor was around. Ava was loving working at the boutique and spent most of her free time with Murphy as their relationship progressed. Connor and I spent more and more time together, but we never discussed our 'moment' that had been interrupted and he never tried again. I couldn't decide if I was okay with it or disappointed.

Ava and I had come to the realization that with her budding relationship with Murph and my growing friendship with Conn, we saw less and less of each other, even though we lived together. We made a plan that at least once a week we spent time just the two of us.

"Will you please have sex with Connor already?" Ava asked me as we were eating Chinese and playing a game of Rummy 500.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, laying down 3 Kings. "I'm out!"

"Ugh! I hate you!" Ava whined as she started counting her points. "35," she muttered, tossing her cards in the middle of the table.

I did a little happy dance and wrote down the number. "I got 80. But don't worry, you're still winning."

"What's the score? And stop ignoring my question."

"You, 285. Me, 200. And I'm not having sex with Connor."

"K, seriously, the guy is crazy about you!" Ava exclaimed in exasperation.

I rolled my eyes as I started shuffling. "He is not. We're just really good friends."

"'Really good friends'? Seriously? You guys are dating."

"Are not."

"Are too. He walks you to and from work everyday."

I started dealing. "He would feel bad if I would get mugged, raped or murdered."

Ava rolled her eyes, picking up her cards and organizing them. "He's always with you."

"Because he doesn't have Murphy to hang out with anymore," I replied, setting the pile between us and flipping a card before taking a bite of my egg roll.

"Have you ever noticed the way he looks at you?"

"What do you mean?"

Ava rolled her eyes again and picked up a card. "There is no way you're that blind." She discarded the 4 of diamonds.

"I'm not going to talk about this anymore."

"Will you just admit you like him please?"

I picked up a card and grinned when I was able to lay down three 2's. "I do like Connor. He's my bestie." I laid down the J of clubs.

Ava quickly snatched up the card. "Kher, he's not gay. He can't be your 'bestie'. And please promise me you've never told him that." She laid down the 10, J, Q of clubs and discarded the Q of spades.

I chewed my lower lip contemplating my hand before drawing the A of clubs. I sighed and laid down the 7 of spades. "Okay, let's think about it. Let's say Connor and I do start dating. What if things go terribly and it's the worst mistake ever and we end up hating each other? Then things will get really awkward for you and Murphy and we'll have to move and we like it here and that would suck. So it's better if Connor and me stay friends."

Ava gave me a look. "Or… you two are so super happy that you end up getting married and having lots of little Irish babies." She drew a card and grinned as she laid down the 9 and K of clubs on her own hand and the other 2 on mine. "Floating!"

I glared at her. "You were holding onto your cards you damn hoarder," I griped, drawing a card. I laid down the A on her hand and discarded the J of hearts.

Ava picked up a card and looked over what was laid before discarding. "I'm out," she said with a smile, counting her points.

I grunted and counted my points before tossing them in the center.

"Look, K," Ava told me as she grabbed the cards to shuffle. "Just think about giving Connor a chance, okay? You never know what could happen. I mean, Murphy and I turned out okay."

"What are the odds of it working out for both of us?" I pointed out, taking my last bite of egg roll.

"I'd say better than you think."

I gave Ava a look. "Since when are you so optimistic?"

Ava grinned. "Since I started getting laid regularly. Kinda improves my outlook."