"Whats this then?" Conner glanced from the box to Trixie as she took a deep breath, letting it out slowly before running her hands over the box and closing her eyes.

"It the last possessions of mine, that are truly mine. Its my mothers things, stuff we picked up here and there in our travels that did not need to be lost when she got into the wrong business. These…are a few of the things in life…that I will fight to the death for." Trixie opened the box slowly, eyeing each item in there as Monsignor shook his head and watched her, hoping she wouldn't pick up the first thing his eyes laid on. Instead she rummaged through the box, moving the things around side to side before her hands felt it, the cold of the silver, the roundness of the black nix stones and the familiar celtic cross hanging at the end. Pulling the rosaries out of the box the boys watched as she held it high and glanced to the priest.

"Your mother was a very proud woman of that rosary my daughter." Trixie nodded before she gathered it in her hand and held it out to him, a shocked look coming over his face.

"Please father, I do not give it to you as offering, I wish for it to be blessed. She was once in the light of our lord but at the end, she fell off the righteous road and into deeper sulfur pits. I do not wish for that stain to stay with the rosary if I am to be wearing it." Monsignor nodded as he took the rosary from her, turning to his own blessing set up and starting the ritual to cleanse the rosary for her. Murphy was looking into the box and glimpsed something silver near the bottom, it looked familiar but when he went to grab it he glanced up to Trixie, not wanting to upset her, and placed his hand instead on her arm getting her attention.

"What is that lass? In the bottom of the box?" Conner glanced to where Murphy was nodding before Trixie looked as well and moved some of the things around gently nd pulled out a silver gun. Murphy and Conner exchanged glances as Trixie ran her fingers lightly over it before smiling.

"This was my mothers only protection. It's a special gun, one she found hard to get but never gave up."

"It looks like a Baretta right?" She nodded to Conner who smiled as she turned he gun over in her hands and sighed.

"Its her Ally Cat. Best damn gun I ever fired. I thought she sold it, surprised she left it for me." Trixie chuckled as she slid the safety on, checking the chamber for a round and the dropping the magazine to see if it was even loaded, which it wasn't, then putting the magazine back in before sliding it in the back fo her jeans. Conner was now more curious of the box as he glanced in, Murphy too busy now staring in awe at Trixie, when Conner noticed a picture in the box. Pulling it out he held it to where Trixie could see, it had two women and a man in the picture, the girl in there seemed a bit younger and her hair had a few wild colored streaks in it. Trixie laughed a little as she gripped the picture and looked it over.

"Ya mother and father I take it lass?" Trixie nodded as she turned the picture over in Conners hand and frowned.

"She didn't date this one, but judging by my hair, I think it was right when we got back to the USA. We came to town that day to see father, he was excited to see us again, and we had a stranger take our photo, like we were tourists. But the hair…yeah I don't that while we were still in Ireland. I liked the colors and my friend did it for me before we left. That was the last time I saw my father alive." Trixie frowned as he eyed over the picture when Monsignor walked back over to them, holding the rosary out to Trixie as he bowed his head.

"Fresh and blessed daughter. Now, do you want to confess right now, or shall we take it to the confessionals?" Trixie glanced up to the priest as she gently took her mothers rosary and hung it around her neck. Glancing to the boys she smiled before nodding and turning back to the priest.

"Here will be fine, there are no ears that shouldn't hear." The priest nodded, sitting in his chair as Trixie backed up a bit and knelt on the ground, bowing her head as if in prayer, and the boys glanced to each other before fowling suit, bowing their own heads and listing as the priest started.

"You are here my child to repent, how long has it been since your last confessional daughter?"

"I have never confessed father, never had something to confess, but now…I have a lot."

"How have you sinned my child?" Trixie took a deep breath, remembering everything that has happened and everything that she did while with Danny before nodding her head slightly and starting her confession, both boys listing to her every word.

"Father, forgive me for I have sined…and been sined on. My body is not clean neither are my thoughts. Over a year ago, when my mother and I came back to this country for my father, we never knew that she would fall on hard times, never knew what was in store for us but im sure if we did she would have never put me through it."

"What happened my child." Monsignor glanced to Trixie as she looked up to him slightly and frowned.

"My mother, father, she sold her soul. To save me. The Russians, they were going to take me father, in her place for her debt, but she made a deal and they took her instead father. I let them, scared of what they would to do me, I let them take her knowing that they were not going to be kind. I had no where to go afterwards father, no one to help me and my birth father, he was already gone, passed due to cancer. I was alone, I did what I thought I had to do father."

"What was that my child?" Trixie stared right to the priest as her eyes clouded over and she remembered Danny, remembered his torture and why she was doing what she did, to save her life, but it cost her her soul she thought.

"I gave myself to a man Father. I asked him to protect me, to help me, but he used me Father, he beat and broken me before I even knew what had happened. I committed thousands of sins while with him father, in fear for my life, and I would never wish that on any other child of the lord. I have broken almost all of the commandments father, not once batting an eye at them, just to live…when sometimes I thought I should be dead."

"No child of the lord should ever be put in your position my child." Monsignor sighed as he glanced to the two brothers, how their eyes were down but he knew they were listing, concentrating on her, not only hearing but probably feeling everything she said as well.

"I did what I had to do father, or what I thought I had to do father. I changed."

"For better or worse my child?" Trixie thought about it for a moment before chuckling.

"Both probably father. Worse because of how I was treated, how I now think about those men, how I hold hatred for them and wish them an eternity of hell. But also ive changed for the better too father, if only for the one reason…that I will know enough to never let it happen again. Never. I belive in all my heart that the lord saved me a few days ago." She grinned as she looked up to the priest fully now, as he smiled back to her before leaning towards her a bit and nodding.

"How do you belive that my child?" She glanced to the sides where the boys were, looking over them both, noticing how their heads were down and they were respecting her but listing to her at the same time.

"I was sent angels father." They both stiffened as she said that, glancing up only enough to see her looking to them both.

'Angels my child?" Trixie nodded as she took a deep breath and sighed.

"Yes father, I prayed every night for the torture to end, for something to either come and take me away or for my body to give out. I believe the lord answered my prayer with angels father, angles who helped me to leave, helped me to learn that's not how a girl is supposed to live or be treated, angles…who for some reason…can't let me go on my own." Trixie chuckled again before she shook her head and bowed before the priest smiled himself.

"Well child id say that you are very blessed indeed. For your sins the lord shall over look, you have stayed strong to him and have never faltered from his name. You are still his child as mine and you are forgiven. Stay strong with these angles my child…not everyone is as blessed as you. In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit…"

"Amen." All four of them crossed themselves before Trixie, Conner and Murphy stood, watching the priest as he pushed the rest of Trixies box over to her and smiled at her.

"I do hope, that one day, you can move past these incidents my child, but know this, the lord is watching ad he will be vengeful to those that have done wrong here on earth, have no fear they will face their demons when time comes."

"I know father, thank you. And thank you again, for being every bit as trustworthy as my mother said you would be. Ive missed coming around here the past year."

"To tell you the truth, I thought you had gone back to another country. I never once thought youd come walking back into my church Trixie." She smiled as she grabbed her box and nodded before turning to leave, the boys smiling with her and following before Monsignor stood and called tot hem as they reached his door. "This Sunday Mass Trixie, you should attend. I belive that it would be good for you…and if these boys are who you are hanging around I believe that they will be there anyways."

"Every mass father." Trixie smiled to Conner before nodding to Monsignor.

"I will be there father, thank you." He bowed to her as she bowed back and left the office, passing the cross again before she bowed to the lord then left the building with new eyes and a new breath in her body.

"Better lass?" She smiled as she glanced over to Murphy and nodded, a big grin busting across her face as she hooked her arm through his then turned to Conner and held her other arm out for him. He looped his with hers, smiling and glancing around as they continued to walk down the street before Trixies tummy grumbled.

"Dinner?"

"Sounds great." Conner nodded before glancing to Murphy as they had their twin talk and Trixie rolled her eyes. About twenty minutes, and a lot of bullshit talk later, they were at a dinner that Conner and Murphy visited frequently.