I woke up feeling warm and cozy. I smiled and snuggled closer to the warmth that was at my back. Then I realized that I had no idea where I was or what the particular warmth was. I looked down to find an arm resting across my waist, I turned my head slowly to my left and found Murphy sleeping right up against my back with his head on my shoulder. The events of the last night all came back to me. "Oh boy," I whispered, "this is not good."

I stuck one leg out from under the covers so that it was hanging off of the edge of the bed but as I made a move for the rest of my body to follow, Murphy's hold on me tightened and Connor walked into the room wearing only a towel and dripping wet.

I covered my face with my hands and groaned. This couldn't get any more embarrassing. Me with in bed with one half naked guy, and the other half naked and straight out of the shower.

"Mornin', sleep well?" Connor smirked at me.

"Shut up," I hissed. "How they heck do I make him let go without him waking up?"

"I wouldn't know." Connor made his way over to the dresser and pulled out clothes. "I've never been in that particular situation with him before. Still for someone who seems to dislike us so much I'm glad to se ye warming up to us." He left the room laughing.

"Ya know this is actually quite nice, waking up with a beautiful women in me arms."

I turned my head. "You're awake! For how long?"

"Oh a good twenty minuets I'd have to say. But ya looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake ya." Murphy gave me a smirk identical to his brothers. "And don't go saying anything about me taking advantage of ya. Ya were the one who started cuddlin' with me in yer sleep."

That stupid smirk… that did it. I flung his arm and the covers off of me and got out of the bed. I quickly pulled on my socks, shoes and coat. I went out into the living room only to appear back in the room seconds later to grab my glasses.

"Hey, where the hell do ya think yer going?" Murphy jumped out of the bed yanked on his pants. I didn't bother to answer but instead stormed past a now fully dressed Connor and to the door.

I slammed the door behind me and made a beeline for the stairs. I had just reached the bottom of the first flight when I heard pounding behind me. I glanced up quickly to find both brothers fully dressed and chasing after me. Apparently they had regained their sense after my rather abrupt departure. I ran as fast as I could down the remaining flights of stair and out the door. I had no idea which was to go so I just went running to my right. Thankfully it led to the street. I began running up the sidewalk, I figured if I could at least come somewhere that had people I would be fine. If only I knew where people were. After a block or so I risked a look over my shoulder. They were still behind me and gaining. I wasn't used to running in this cold weather; I wasn't even used to running. I turned a couple of corners only to find myself at a dead end. I went to backtrack but Connor had caught up and cut off my only way out. I had run myself into a corner. Murphy appeared just behind Connor's shoulder. I back up against the wall.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?"

"We're just trying to help ya."

"Help, you aren't helping. You've shot at me, kidnapped me, and molested me…"

"Hey!"

"I came to Boston to start a new life. And thanks to you two and your 'Da' wherever he is my new one isn't starting out much better. I should have stayed in California with my demanding unappreciative parent's who nothing I do is ever good enough for them and my loser idiot of a cheating ex-boyfriend." I sunk down in a heap. "I just want to be left alone."

Tears streamed down my face. I was tired of running, tired of fighting, and tired of pretending to be strong. I was emotional and physically exhausted. I might have slept well last night but I sure hadn't slept long enough. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back against the wall. "Please, just leave me be."

"We can't, not now." Murphy was kneeling next to me. "Ya obviously need someone, and right now yer getting' us." He placed a hand on my cheek and wiped away my tears with his thumb. "I'm sorry we scared you last night and I'm sorry I made ya uncomfortable earlier."

I made eye contact with Connor, like his brother the laughing smirk was gone, and there was no sign of the stony faced killer from the night before. All that was showing from behind their eyes was honest to goodness concern. I gave a rather limp nod.

I felt Murphy slip one arm around my shoulders and the other under my knees. He lifted me in his arms and cradled me against his chest. I could feel the darkness calling me from behind my eyes so I just allowed it to take me.

Author's Note: I've already written the next couple chapter, but i don't plan on uploading them till i get some reviews. so review please.