A sudden white light beneath my eye lids and a faraway voice wakes me first but the landing on the hard floor is what makes my eyes open.

"Ow!" I cry out and look up at Murphy who is half sitting up, looking at the ceiling and breathing heavily. I look at Connor who is doing the same. I'm sitting on the ground between the both of them feeling a little pissed off. Being rained on through a crack in the ceiling isn't making my mood any brighter.

"Destroy all that which is evil." Connor says looking at Murphy

"So that which is good may flourish." Murphy replies looking back at Connor.

"What are you two talking about?" I ask

Both boys look down at my, now damp, half naked self and their eyes snap back to each other and say at the same time "For her"

"For who?" I pull myself off the floor and onto Murphy's cot "What are you two planning?"

"We are going to do what we said" Connor says mysteriously

"Destroy all which is evil so good can flourish?" I repeat confused. Then it comes to me, it all but smack me in the face and I let out a noise of realization "Ahh, evil as in people like those assholes that attacked us?" I feel giddy inside "People like daddy dearest?"

Both nod looking at my face carefully waiting for my reaction. I smile "I wanna help"

Both look shocked "No" They say together.

I glare at them "Nu huh? That wasn't a request. Too long have I been forced to sit by while my father and people like him destroy innocent people's lives, act like it's their right and get away with it! I'm with you two for a reason. It wasn't an accident, us meeting, that thing the priest said at the church, those two Russians. It was destiny or something like that! I can handle myself and I know these people, let me help!"

The brothers look at each other and nod. "Okay, but ya do everythin' we say" Connor states, pointing at me.

"Yes, dad" I say with a frown

He lowers his hand "Please" He says with a sigh.

"Fine, fine! But don't tell me to leave you behind if it ever comes down to it 'cause I won't" I tell them with a pout.

Murphy leans up and kisses me "We will never leave you behind, right Con?"

"Never" Connor confirms.

The sun rises and I pull on my leather trousers, the cropped top and my leather jacket. I pull on one of my boots and I turn when I hear a beep.

"What is that?" A tired Connor asks.

I pull on my other boot and walk over to the boys and grab the hair brush one of the female cops had given me. Murphy pulls a pager out of the pile of clothes next to him and tosses it to Connor.

"It's that fuckin' Russian's pager." Murphy says and rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands.

I flip my hair forward to get the tug underneath the black mane I call hair. It's painful but beauty is pain. I give up as the beeping stops and throw my hair back into place and let it fall where it wants.

"I'm just gonna cut it off" I mutter to myself as I drop the brush onto the cot.

Murphy looks at me with a frown "Cut what off?"

I tug my hair "My hair"

Connor stands and wraps his finger around some of my hair "Don't ya dare. What will we have to grab on ta?" he gives it a gentle tug to prove his point and I shove him off me.

"One track mind, honestly" I say with a giggle and step over Murphy's legs and walk to the cell door

"Let's go" I say over my shoulder.

Both boys grab their jackets and follow me out to the main part of the police station. We are met with cheers that make me jump in surprise.

I look over my shoulder and Murphy has thrown his hands in the air. I giggle and turn back I'm met with a hand shoved at me. I take it and the cop shakes my hand. I can't help but smile. I've never been greeted like this before.

A guy in cuffs is brought past us and Connor says "Keep the faith, man" to the guy

"Fuckin' blow me" The guy replies.

I glare after him with a pout "That was rude"

"Have you got a pen?" Connor asks one of the detectives that were here yesterday

"Yeah. Here you go." I look at the guy, this one is a heavier set than the other two and I know greenly is the one with the long leather jacket. Then there is the third one, who is shorter than the other two. Plus the two cops from last night.

"Thanks. Be right back." Connor says with a pat to Murphy's stomach and a kiss to my hair

"Good morning, kids" The big cop says "How are ya?"

Murphy grins and slaps their hands before shaking them. Three coffees are all but shoved in our faces "We'd be honoured if you would join us."

I take a coffee with a smile and nod "Thank you"

The bigger one, who introduces himself as Dolly, grabs the paper and shows us the front page. The headline reads: 'The Saints of South Boston. Brothers' and mysterious female's case discovered to be self-defence'

I snort as Murphy throws the paper back on the desk "Saints?" He stick his fingertips in the coffee and flicks it at the cops saying "Body of Christ. Body of Christ"

I shake my head and lean over to look at the paper again "Mysterious female? That's awfully intriguing if I do say so myself" I say with a grin. "I'm glad my identity was kept under wraps that would really suck for me" Then I point towards Murphy "And especially for them"

The detectives nod "Yeah, Jock McAndrew doesn't mess around when it comes to his daughter" Greenly says

I shrug "I'm the baby of the family, youngest of 21 cousins so they do get awfully territorial"

Murphy chokes on his coffee "21 cousins?" He asks

I nod "Yeah, Catholics, what do you expect. Most live in Scotland though"

"You're Catholic?" Connor asks appearing at my shoulder

I tut and look at the cops "It's like they don't know me at all, how mean"

The officers laugh. "Well gentlemen, thanks for your hospitality but we're gonna go now" I say to the cops and grab a MacManus with each hand.

All the cops jump to their feet "You got somewhere to go?" Duffy asks

Connor wraps his arm around my shoulder and steers me towards the door "Aye, we got pals. See you later, boys"

"Bye" Murphy calls and follows Connor and I.