As soon as they walked into the bar, men were eyeballing Heather as the three found a place towards the back to sit. Heather hadn't noticed there were tables the first time she was here, her mind was elsewhere at the time. A waitress came by and took the three's orders and Murphy watched as the lady walked away.
"Well Conn, looks like yer not the only one eye ballin Heather tonight." Murphy said as he looked around at the other men that would glance over at Heather then back to what they were doing.
"Shut up Murph." Conner replied as he nudged his brother who was chuckling.
"Some of them do make me feel a bit uncomfortable." Heather said as she moved closer to Conner.
"Aye," Conner said as he put his arm around her. "They won't bother ye as long as I'm around." He smiled.
Heather smiled. "Well thank you Conner."
"Conner, Murphy!" One man shouted as he headed towards the table as the waitress came back with everyone's order and took other guys order before heading back.
"Charlie!" Murphy shouted, "Grab a seat. Where's James and Mark?"
"They're on there way." Charlie said as he sat down next to Murphy. "Who's this pretty new female friend ya got there?" he asked.
"Oh that's Conner's new crush. Name's Heather, actually she's Rocco's little sister, but they never knew 'bout each other." Murphy replied.
Conner shoved Murphy into Charlie. "Let er speak for herself ye dunce"
James and Mark came and sat at the table just before Heather could speak.
"Hey guys, who's the new lady?" James asked as he eyeballed her which made feel uneasy once more.
"Heather." she said "Heather Donna Roc."
James and Mark looked like they had seen a ghost. They looked at everyone at the table then each other.
"We didn't know Rocco had a sister," Mark said. "A looker at that even." He winked at Heather.
"I didn't know I had a brother." she said. "I flew here from Italy hoping to meet him, but ran into these two really nice boys, and hopefully they will bring his memory to life for me."
"Shit, we can help with that" James said. "Hey babe!" He shouted to the waitress, "A couple more pints of Guinness over here please!"
A few minutes later the waitress set down the drinks, winked at Murphy and headed back to the bar. Everyone at the table was drinking they're own glass of Guinness while talking about Rocco's life, mostly shit that would make one laugh. Of course they all knew how funny Rocco was when he was around. That's why he was referred to as the "funny man" at work.
And so, as time passed and everyone was getting tipsy, the three extras that had joined the table took off, leaving it to be just Heather and the boys again.
"I cannot thank you guys enough, I feel like I knew him now." Heather said with a smile.
Just before any of the boys could speak, a voice that Heather recognized interrupted.
"Heather isn't it?" Brian asked then gave a smile which made her uneasy.
"Umm yes, hi Brian." she replied.
"I was sitting over there," he points to the table behind them, "when I heard you and those other three talking, I didn't know Rocco was your brother, I would have let you know on the plane."
"Thanks, but I would have found out sooner or later anyway." She replied.
"Brian, ye got no business 'ere so go back to yer own table aye." Conner said to him. You could tell by the look on Conner's face and his tone of voice that he knew Brian, and it wasn't a good thing.
"Conner, always so kind." he chuckles "Nice seeing ya again Heather." He said as he walked away.
"I'm ready to head back home." Conner said.
"Awe c'mon Conn, I been waitin for Suz to get off work so she can sit with us." Murphy pouted.
"We do not have to leave yet, but if you will excuse me, I am going to the ladies room for a minute." Heather said as she stood up and headed towards the restrooms.
Conner watched as she walked away. "Ye know that Brian is bad news, and the fact 'es already met er doesn't help me one bit," he said.
"What are ye afraid of Conn? I can tell by the look on er face, she doesn't care too much for 'im either." Murphy said as he patted Conner's shoulder.
Heather checked to see if the boys were watching her then she headed out the back exit. She grabbed her phone and dialed her parent's number.
"Hello?" her father answered.
"Father, it's me, Heather" she said to him.
"Heather! Where the hell are you? We have been trying to reach you for days!" He exclaimed sounding angry, but relieved at the same time.
"I flew to Boston to meet the brother you never told me about till recently. I left a few minutes after I hung up with you. Did you know he's been dead for 8 years father? Or was that something else you didn't want to tell me?" She said to him and she felt tears coming to her eyes.
"No, I didn't know he died, I promise…Heather…come back home, you shouldn't be at a place like that, it'sdangerous. Who told you he's dead anyway?" He asked.
"That does not matter anymore and I do not want to come back…not for a while, good bye father, Ti Amo" she said and hung up.
"It's tragic, first you never knew you had a brother, then you find out he's dead. Things couldn't be worse for you huh?" Brian said appearing out of nowhere.
"Actually I am feeling better after the boys and their friends talked about how great he was to be around, I feel like I do know him now," she turned to go back in but he grabbed a hold of her arm.
He covered her mouth before she could scream and pinned her against the building, then grabbed a gun out of his pants and placed the barrel on her temple.
"Looks like I was wrong, things could get worse, perhaps you'd like to reunite with him." he grinned.
Heather closed her eyes letting tears fall, the same fear from the other night returned, but this time it was her life at stake and not the boys. She struggled trying to break free from his hold, but he proved to be stronger than her. He hit her against her head with his gun and let her fall to the ground.
"Christ, she's been in there a while Conn, what could she be doin?" Murphy asked his brother.
"I don't think she went te the bathroom Murph," he stood up, "Brian is gone too, and I know where he went."
"Fuck," Murphy said as he stood up, "we don't have our guns." He looked around as if looking for something to use.
"That doesn't matter, lets go, before something happens" Conner took off towards the back exit.
"Wait up!" Murphy called out as he followed Conner.
Just before Conner opened the door to the outside, a gun shot was heard.
"Heather!" he shouted as he shoved the door open so hard a few hinges came loose up at the top.
He ran out and tackled Brian to the ground. Murphy was close behind, he ran over to help Heather up, who is now bleeding from her shoulder. Conner managed to snatch the gun away from Brian and hit him in the head with it.
"Mother Fucker, ye shoulda stayed hidden." Conner said to Brian as he pointed the gun at him.
"And you should've kept an eye on that pretty little lady of yours." Brian said as he grinned.
Conner hit him with the gun again then recited the prayer before pulling the trigger. He then reached into his pockets and grabbed out 2 pennies to place over Brian's eyes. He ran over to Murphy and Heather.
"Come on we 'ave to get out of here." he said as he put his arm around Heather and the three took off back to their place.
When they got back to their place, Conner took Heather into the kitchen and had her sit down so he could examine her wound.
"Are ye gonna be ok Heather, or do we need to get ye to a hospital?" he asked.
"No, I will be fine, just need to stop the bleeding." she said.
Conner removed his shirt. "I'm going te tie this around yer arm and the pressure ought to stop the bleeding." he said.
He wrapped it around her shoulder, under her armpit and tied it tight enough to stop the bleeding. Heather gritted her teeth and groaned slightly at the pain.
"Thank you Conner." she said. "Damn, first I save you two, then you two end up saving me, thank you so much." She added then hugged Conner.
"Aye, ye didn't think we were gonna let ye go so soon did ye?" he said as he hugged her back.
She chuckled and patted his back. "You know, I had a bad vibe from him as soon as I saw him." She let go of Conner. "I am going to get some rest, I am really tired now. Good night boys." She stood up and left the kitchen and into the bedroom.
"Good….night." Conner slowly choked out. He was taken off guard by the hug Heather gave him. Her skin was so soft and warm, he didn't want to let go.
"I suppose we should get te bed ourselves." he said to Murphy, who was grinning like a child.
"I think ye wanna go te her bed." he said as he nudged Conner.
"Goodnight Murph…." He said as he left the kitchen and to their bedroom.
Murphy chuckled as he followed Conner.