Sara yawned and stretched out her arms and legs. She rolled over onto her side and looked at Connor's still sleeping form. She stifled a laugh. He looked rather silly. He was dressed in only his boxers, lying on his stomach, with his face smashed into the pillow and his mouth half opened. But at the same time it was cute.

She looked at the clock on her nightstand. It was flashing 10:30 AM at him. Thankfully she didn't have to work this Saturday. Old Mr. Jenkins, her boss at the bookstore had gone away for the weekend, and he didn't let anyone run the store without him. She decided to try and get some more sleep. It had been a while since she had slept in. Not to mention by the time she and Connor had gotten in the night before it had been awfully late.

Sara carefully repositioned her body into a more comfortable position, making sure not to wake Connor in the process. But instead of falling back asleep she found herself watching Connor as he slept.

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Connor opened his eyes to find Sara already awake and looking at him. "mornin'," he mumbled sleepily.

"Morning."

"How long ya been awake?" Connor rubbed the sleep from his eyes

"Not long."

Connor leaned forward to give her a kiss but stopped when she gave him a funny look. "What?"

"Morning breathe."

Connor raised his eyebrows. "Me or ya?"

"Both."

"If ya think I care about something as stupid as morning breath, then ya are daft women." He pulled her against him and paid loving attention to her lips. When he let her go she gave him a dazed and very content smile.

"That was nice."

"Aye."

"But it would have been better without the morning breath." Sara squealed as Connor began to mercilessly tickle her.

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Murphy paused near the top of the stairs and frowned. Mary behind him touched his shoulder. "Something wrong?"

"Do ya hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"Screaming. And it's coming from my apartment…" Murphy ran up the last of the stairs with Mary close behind. He didn't even bother to unlock the door he just kicked it open and ran straight through to the bedroom. "What the fuck is going on?"

Connor and Sara both looked up from the mass of tangled sheets on the beds. They were in a rather compromising position. Connor was straddling Sara's thighs and her tank top had been pushed all the way up to just below her breasts. Her face was red and tears were streaming down her face.

Murphy took this all in and came to one conclusion. "Ya fucking bastard!"

"Murphy wha.." Connor never got to finish what he was going to say as Murphy roughly grabbed him and threw him on the floor. "Fuck!" Connor kicked Murphy in the back of the knee knocking him off his feet. What followed next was an all out brawl between brothers.

Mary ran over to Sara and helped her sit up. "Are you okay? He didn't do anything to you?"

Sara shrugged her off and got of the bed. "Murphy, stop it!" She grabbed his arm in an attempted to pull him off of Connor but was tossed back. Mary caught her before she fell.

"Damn it all. Murphy! You're acting like a complete jackass." There wasn't anything she or Mary could do but watch both brothers beat each other up.

For a majority of it Murphy had the upper hand. But finally Connor managed to shove Murphy off long enough to get to his feet. He charge his brother and tackled his around the middle sending them crashing into the dresser. Murphy slumped down the floor and Connor staggered backwards. Sara grabbed Connor around the waist and led him back to the bed. She made him sit down and taking his face in her hands assessed the damage. His bottom lip was cut and bleeding, and he flinched when she touched the area around his left eye; he was going to have a black eye before the day was over. "Are you alright?"

"Aye. But I'm gonna be sore thanks to that stupid fuck. Murphy what the fuck were ya thinking?"

Murphy glared at Connor as he pushed off the floor and got to his feet. "I was stopping ya from taking fucking advantage of her. I never would have fucking guessed ya, my own brother, capable of such a thing."

"Murphy you are an idiot." Sara stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. "He wasn't taking advantage of me."

"But Sara it looked like… I heard screaming… he was sitting on ya… yer face…"

"He was tickling me! And my face was that way because I couldn't breathe and I was crying because I was laughing so hard. Jesus Murphy!"

"Tickling?"

"Yes Murphy. Tickling, a perfectly harmless game under normal circumstances. But thanks to you my boyfriend has a split lip and what will soon be a black eye!"

Mary stepped up to defend Murphy. "Would you lay off of him already. He didn't know."

"Yes because once again he just reacted instead of taking the time to find out what was going on. And you obviously thought the same thing."

"Sara it's okay." Connor had stood up and placed his hands on her shoulders. "He meant well."

Sara turned around to face him. "Are you kidding me? He just beat the crap out of you. And you're just going to forgive him."

"He's me brother. We have fought worse over less. And he thought he was protecting ya. It did look rather bad."

Sara threw her arms up. "Fine. The both of you have no sense whatsoever."

"Wait a second." Mary looked from Sara to Connor and then back to Sara. "Did I hear you right? You called Connor your boyfriend?"

Connor and Sara looked at each other. They hadn't talked yet about what they were going to tell Murphy and Mary or if they were even going to tell them at all. Connor for one wanted nothing more than to tell everybody he met, but as far as he knew Sara might want to keep it quiet for a while. Not that is mattered now that Sara had inadvertently let it out of the bag. But he figured he let Sara decide. Let it out, or cover it up?

Sara bit her lip and asked Connor with her eyes. He held up his hands letting her know that it was her call.

"Well? I'm waiting for an explanation. And does it have anything to do with that kiss the two of you shared last night in the bar while Sara was supposed to be working?"

"The kiss in the bar was to trick some guy into thinking we were dating so he would leave me alone." Sara let out a sigh. "And yes, I called Connor my boyfriend. Because after the kiss in the bar and other events we decided we couldn't just be friends anymore."

Mary squealed and slung her arms around Sara in a hug. "I knew it. And it's about time!" She pulled back. "So tell me everything."

"No."

"What? Oh come on."

"What happened last night is private. All you have to know it that we are together and happy."

Mary looked at Connor. "So you're not going to tell us?"

"Sorry Mary. But I have to agree with Sara. Side I'm letting her call the shots, for now at least." He wrapped his arms around Sara's body and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Why thank you Connor." Sara rolled her eyes and grinned. She looked over at Murphy who looked rather confused.

"So Connor wasn't taking advantage of ya and now yer dating."

"Yes Murphy that is how it is."

"Right. So doe that mean the two of ya fucked?"

"Murphy!" Three voices said at once.

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Author's Note: I just figured it was time for Murphy and Connor to beat each other up a bit. This just made it a little more interesting, not to mention showed just how close and understanding of the other they actaully are. They forgive each other easily. Read and review.