Even In Heaven

by I Fancy Hugh Dancy

Even in Heaven, the Saints still cry. The Saints have returned to Dublin. When Murphy reunites with a childhood friend, will sparks fly, even amongst the bullets? Rating will definitely go up in later chapters. MurphyOC. Sequel up!

26. Revenge

A/N: Hoorah, a sneaky update! I still can't believe so many people are reading this story - thanks a lot, guys! A sequel sometime in the future will definitely be in order if you all want it! Thanks to those who reviewed: BloodStainedRosePettles (Norman actually stars in a movie called "Six Ways to Sunday", and your comment reminded me of that! ), moviemaniac07 (thank you kindly for your compliments), Bleeding Epiphony (work and school are killing me), BelhavenOnTap (let's see Lourdes' fury, shall we?), betty-boo (Murphy never learns, does he?), ivyshortcake (let's see how Murphy takes it!), penscratch (agreed!), Jade Opal (let's see if they can get back together!) and Irish Saints (you're too good). I hope you all enjoy this chapter, because I sure as hell enjoyed writing it! It's one of my faves! xx IFHD

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Chapter 26: Revenge

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"Far Away"

By: Nickelback

This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

So far away
Been far away for far too long
So far away
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know

I wanted
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go

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As I pushed the door of Murphy's bedroom open, I immediately spotted him replacing a bandage on his right thigh. He gritted his teeth in pain, but he quietly tore off the bandage with his teeth and proceeded to firmly push it upon his bruised skin. Automatically alert as the door loudly creaked, his eyes followed me as I slowly stepped inside, feeling more and more angered by the beaten sight of him. As he continued to look at me in sheer bewilderment, I finally began to unleash my withheld wrath upon the brash man, half jumping on him upon the bed and repeatedly beating at his chest with clenched fists.

"Lourdes, what the fuck?" he exclaimed with raised brows, though not severely alarmed by my unexpected attack. "The fuck's wrong with ye?" Murphy then proceeded to grasp my wrists tightly, trying to halt my wildly swinging arms. He muttered, "Can't ye see that I'm already injured, for Christ's sake?! Have a bit o' mercy, 'ere!"

"You've lost your fucking mind!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, halting my attacks for a few moments in order to catch my breath and push away the hair that covered my face.

Apparently highly amused by this, he tilted his head to the side, pursing his lips in a thin line. "Funny. I was just about ta tell ye the same thing."

I screamed with utter frustration, trying to beat his chest once more with my fists. Though this time, he managed to hold me steady, a mischievous smile forming upon the side of his lips. In an instant, Murphy pulled me roughly upon his body, then abruptly whirled me around so that he was now on top of me. Jerking me upon him, he silenced my gasp as he hungrily pressed his lips upon mine, his tongue delving into the recesses of my mouth. I let out a throaty groan at this unexpected action and immediately felt the fires blaze within me. The rage had begun to dissipate, and now a sense of complete euphoria began to invade my senses. Murphy's long fingers trailed up the side of my leg, and his other hand began to busily knead my breasts. My own hands ran wildly along his adamantine body, greedily feeling underneath his shirt and possessively cupping his bottom. He lightly moaned into my mouth, eyes closed tightly as he deepened the kiss even more.

I suddenly pulled away, roughly pushing him from my being. Caught by surprise, Murphy only eyed me incredulously, his gaze following my form as I pushed myself from the bed and headed straight for the doorway. As an explanation, I snapped, without looking back at him, "You say you love me one minute, then turn cold on me the next. What is it gonna be this time, Murphy? Use me then throw me out in the cold again?"

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Murphy let out an animal-like growl, springing from the bed so quickly that it overtly startled me. He roared in return, "Fine, I'll admit it. I was scared, alright? I can't get close with anyone 'cause I'm afraid of losing 'em! And I didn't wanna fuckin' lose ye, in every way possible!" He stalked purposefully to my side, taking the side of my face in his calloused palm. "I had ta do what I did ta protect ye, just like everythin' I've ever done. Even if it hurt ye, there wasn't any other way ta…"

"Of course there was another way! There's always another way!" I rudely pushed his arm away from my being. The trauma from the last few days, coupled with the past hurt from Murphy's actions, unnerved me. The pain that I had bottled up within me for so long with regards to Murphy was now uncaged. "You didn't have to leave! You didn't have to stupidly risk your life to find and kill Ciaran and all of his men! You chose to do all of those things, Murphy, when you knew that there could've been another way!"

"I guess ye chose ta be with Connor then." He scoffed, crossing his arms upon his broad chest. "Ye didn't have ta run to me brother either, but ye did just that, didn't ye, Lourdes?"

At this statement, all self-control had entirely abandoned me. With a full swing, I dealt Murphy a harsh slap, sending his face wildly snapping to the side. Unphased by the stinging upon my hands, I spat with a snarl, "How dare you even…"

With his self-control exhausted to its final drop as well, Murphy then gripped the sides of my arms, roughly pinning me upon the door. He leaned forward, nose barely inches from my own as he growled, "How dare ye? How dare ye fuckin' do that ta me when ye knew that I loved ye, that I…"

His speech immediately halted, his jaw tightening as he tried to retain a grain of composure.

I couldn't take this anymore. I couldn't take the way we fought, the way we screamed at one another like this. It was right then and there when I finally realized that the confused feelings that we both harboured have been, really, crystal clear from the very beginning; we were both just too blind to see it.

Although Murphy still had me in his tight grasp, I began to tug at the bottom of his shirt without a word. We didn't break our stare. As my eyes glazed over with ardent desire, he finally released me after a few moments and lifted his arms so that I could fully tug his shirt off. Immediately kissing his broad, lean chest, I slid my soft fingers down his hard abdomen and onto the garter of his boxers. I now felt his throbbing need in my hands; he was so warm even through the fabric. Instantly understanding my silent request, Murphy helped me rid him of his undergarment, then threw it dismissively behind him. Heightening my desire for him, he pressed up against me, our forms now fully touching. I could feel his shaft upon my leg, the beating of his heart, and the blazing heat of his skin – it was almost too much.

With our gazes still connected, I felt him undo the button and zipper of my jeans, hastily pulling down my trousers until they were below my knees. Kicking them off, I grabbed his head in between my hands, biting and nibbling at his lips, then fully taking his mouth in mine. I let out a low moan as he began to remove my shirt, ripping the buttons off in his rush to unclothe me. Pushing the thin fabric off my shoulders, I let the shirt drop to the ground behind me, now insignificant and forgotten.

Slowly falling upon his knees, Murphy began to trace a line of kisses from the valley of my breasts, down my stomach, then even lower to my fiery core. Hooking a finger upon the garter of my panties, he slid them down in such a sensual manner that it sent shivers up and down my spine. That action, though, was nothing compared to what he unleashed next. Slightly parting my legs, he began to massage my inner thighs, making me automatically lick my lips in expectancy. As he slowly inserted his fingers within me, I let out a whimper, resting my head upon the wall. As he began to stroke, I felt my hips buck up and down, matching his motions. He placed his other hand on my hips to keep me steady, but my action seemed automatic, my body instinctively responding to Murphy's wanton ministrations. Just when I thought that the pleasure couldn't be heightened, I then felt Murphy's slick mouth upon my core; tasting, licking, sucking. He then dipped his tongue within me, its motions matching the movement of his fingers. Moans and curses uncontrollably fell from my lips as I arched my head back in complete pleasure, weakly running my fingers through his thick, mussed hair. "Oh God, Murphy…" I squealed, biting my bottom lip as the pressure within me continued to grow and grow.

Not allowing me to finish, however, Murphy stood without warning, causing me to whimper and frown in disappointment. As my eyes fluttered open, I instantly met his stormy blue orbs, looking as though he was prepared to fully devour me. Pressing his lips upon the side of my ear, he whispered hoarsely, "I'm done with the teasin'."

I almost lost myself at this statement. As Murphy undid the clasp of my bra, I hurriedly shrugged it off, pressing my lips upon his once more. With our teeth slightly bumping, our tongues began to caress each other, the heat of our mouths filling our senses. Dear God, how I missed Murphy's taste. It had been too long – way too long. Murphy seemed to be lost as well, for both his breathing and his heartbeat were erratic.

My breasts brushed against his chest as I felt Murphy's body move against me. Positioning himself in front of me, he held on to both my legs, pressing me hard upon the wall. With my back completely straight and legs lifting off the ground, he held me steady; a hand cupping my bottom and the other upon the wall, propping himself up. Murphy then slid into me, slowly and steadily, causing the both of us to cry out as the pleasing friction pervaded our senses. Murphy paused for a moment, allowing me to become used to him. Pressing his head upon the crook of my neck, he then thrust without warning, making me squeal in both surprise and pleasure. Holding onto his shoulders, I then fully wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing us to connect even more closely. Pulling his hips back, he thrust once more - this time, more fully and deeply. I was lost, unable to think coherently anymore. I could hear him mumble curses under his shallow breaths, feel the perspiration now appearing all over his skin. He then began to increase his pace, pulling out slowly then thrusting deeply, making me breathe even more erratically. My cries sounded delirious as he repeated the motion over and over again, the unbelievable pleasure that the friction elicited taking over our entire bodies. As I raked my nails down his back, he pushed in deeper and deeper every time, sending me spiraling down into an abyss. Though, my screams were momentarily muffled as he took my lips in his once more, his tongue almost mimicking what his shaft did below.

Murphy then began to pant, his grunts growing louder and louder as the tension built within us. I was on fire, losing all of my senses to the primal desire that had taken over me. Fully matching his rhythm, I fell upon Murphy's thrusts even harder, so forcefully that he now had to use two hands to hold me steady upon the wall. "Fuck…oh, God…" Murphy mumbled through gritted teeth. "God, ye feel so good…"

"Murphy…" I licked my bottom lip, disregarding the disheveled hair that wildly flapped upon my face. As he held me closely to him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my face upon the crook of his neck. "Ahh…" I whimpered, closing my eyes and running my fingers wildly through his hair. Feeling a shiver run through my body, the tension that had been building up inside of me finally burst. I cried out, my whole body shaking as I felt myself tighten around him. After a few moments, Murphy gave out a thunderous roar, reaching his own peak. As he arched his hips up to meet my own in a last thrust, I felt a wave of shivers course through his body. Letting out a long, ragged breath of air, he rested his forehead upon my chest. As we both panted for much needed air, he slowly released me, though keeping his arms wrapped tightly around me.

"Ye have no idea how long I've wanted ta do that." Murphy whispered almost inaudibly as he rested his forehead upon mine.

"I think I have a pretty good idea." I replied hoarsely, playfully nibbling at his bottom lip.

As he lowered me upon the bed, he began to languidly caress my stomach, eyes reverently sweeping through my body. I suddenly felt a light blush upon my cheeks, though the seductive look that appeared upon Murphy's countenance managed to dissuade any feelings of embarrassment. Hands trailing from my breasts, then down to my inner thighs, Murphy mumbled, "So about ye and Connor…"

Rolling over to face him, I placed a reassuring hand on the side of his face, looking into his eyes alternately. "We kissed and we touched, but we didn't sleep with one another." I replied honestly. Though, I didn't miss the hurt that momentarily flashed through Murphy's eyes as he finally heard the truth from my lips. Embracing him lovingly, I continued, "I'm not going to deny responsibility for it, but you have to understand that many circumstances that night influenced the way I acted. In the end, we both know that, as much as I care for Connor, I don't feel that way about him anymore." I let my lips place a trail of kisses upon the side of his neck and up towards his jaw. "I only want you, Murphy, and nobody else. Ever since we were kids, it had always been you…"

"Prove it."

As my eyes flickered up to Murphy's face, I saw another mischievous smile plastered upon his countenance. Before I could question the reasoning behind his mirthful eyes, he suddenly pounced on me with a growl, making me shriek with delight. In a swift motion of his arm, he pulled the covers above us as we began to make love once more.

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A/N: Did you all enjoy that? It wasn't exactly the beating that you expected, did ya? haha At least it was pleasurable. Till next time, my lovely readers! xx IFHD