What if she was the one?

Disclaimer: Connor and Murphy are not mine.

Chapter Two

Murphy and me have been in Boston for 3 years now, and there's not a day that goes by where I don't think about her. Her bright infectious smile, her beautiful long soft red hair, and those eyes always so full of life. I loved her more then anything, I still love her. I would have stayed over in Ireland with her, but there was no way that I could let Murphy come over here on his own. He needs me to get him out of trouble.

"Come on!"

"Calm down Murph! It's a bar they aren't going to run out of beer now are they?" He's always bee the impatient one, gets annoying sometimes.

"Come on, it's St. Patty's Day, Connor! Just 'cause some beastly woman gave you a shot to the nuts doesn't mean you can use it as an excuse for moving so damn slow."

Murphy walked right pasted me and stood by the door. "I haven't said anything about it since ma called."

Walking next to him, he slung his arm around my shoulders and walked out the door. "Yeah, but I know you were going to use it. It was coming I could see it."

Murphy and me made our way down to McGinty's. We entered the bar receiving loud greetings all around. Murph and me took a seat at the bar and ordered our drink, two Guinness's to start. What else are you supposed to kick St. Patty's day off with other then an Irish beer?

We sat there laugh and drinking, laughing even more when Rocco came in about a half hour after us. The bar died down and was empty for the most part, only six of us sat at the bar.

"Listen, listen boys," Doc spoke, putting his hands up to get us to quiet down. "I've got some very bad news. I gonna have to close down th-th-th-the bar." I sat up as did Murphy and the rest of the guy. We couldn't believe it, he couldn't be closing down the bar. I was so focused on Doc's news that I hadn't heard anyone else enter the bar. Doc had stopped specking and looked over to the door. "Can I get s-s-something for ya young lady?"

I hadn't even bothered to turn around, why would I?

"Um, yes." I heard the voice, but couldn't believe it. "I'm looking for Connor McManus, or Murphy even." She was a crack in her voice, something wasn't right.

I turned around and locked eyes with her. They were red and puffy, her cheek were stained with tears. With out hesitation I jumped up out of my seat and went over to her. "Jade." I spoke to her softly. It had to be her mum, she never cried.

"Connor!" She took a few quick steps to me, her arms wrapping around my waist. I held onto her, my hand cradling the back of her head, kissing the top of her head. "She's…Connor she…"

"Shh, I know. I know, it's going to be okay." She cried into my chest, putting both hand on her face I gently picked her head up whipping away her tears with my thumb. "Let's get you a drink, huh?"

"Hell yes."

I walked over to the bar, Jade still hugging around my waist. Murphy stood, giving her a hug. "Good to see you Jade." I could see the sympathy and remorse in his eyes. They'd always been close, Jaden and Murphy. We grew up with her next door, the three of us best friends and always getting into trouble. Know Eleanor, her mother, was gone hit us both. She was like family, our Aunt and now she was gone.

"Hey Murph." She hugged him back, kissing his cheek. "Don't give me that look, please. I've seen that enough in the last week."

I ordered two more beers and two shoots of whiskey, which turned in to four, then six. This is what we did when we where grieving, not everyone did this, but the three of us did. Get drunk with your closest friends and let everything go for one night.

We continued to sit at the bar, Jade sat happily in my lap her arms around my neck and mine on her waist. The rest of the guys were in a deep discussion when Jade turned her head and looked at me. I smiled lightly at her, her eye clearing up no longer red. She leaned forward and gently kissed my neck. "I missed you." She whispered in my ear.

"God, I missed you too Jade. You have no idea." I leaned forward, our lips brushing together for the first time in years.

The door slammed open and 3 large men walked inside.

"I am Ivan Checkov. You will be closing now." One of the men said, tugging on a pair of gloves.

Murphy stood with Rocco. "Checkov. This is McCoy... we find Spock and we got enough for an away team."

The guys in the bar, myself and Jade included, laugh at Murphy's comment.

"I'm in no mood for discussion. You!" He pointed to Doc. "You stay. The rest of you go now."

"Why don't you make like a tree and get the fuck outta here!" Doc yells at Ivan.

I stand, making sure Jade stayed behind me, turning to the bar. "Calm down, Doc. I'm sure they're reasonable fellows." I turn back holding out a beer. "Listen fellas, Y'know he's got 'til this week's end. Ya don't have ta be hard asses, do ya?"

Murphy steps in to back me up. "Yeah, it's St. Patty's day. Everyone's Irish tonight. Now, why don't ya pull up a stool and have a drink with us?"

Ivan angrily slams the glasses in mine and Murph's hand. "This is no game! If you won't go, we will make you go!"

I just look at Ivan, keeping my arm back to hold Jade behind me. "If ya want a fight, you can see you're outnumbered. We're trying ta be civil here, so I suggest you take our offer."

He half laughed. "I make the offers."

Rocco steps forward, in between Murphy and me. "Hey, Boris. What would you say if I told you that your pinko, commie mother sucked so much dick…"

Ivan's fist goes flying at Rocco, slamming him back into the bar. "FUCK YOU!" Murphy yells, getting in his face.

"Now, that wasn't too polite, was it?" I step forward, pointing at him specking Russian.

Murphy glares at him, getting closer. "I'm afraid we can't let that one go, Ivan." He spoke to them in Russian.

Ivan looked at the two of us, confusion flashing across his face. I beat he wasn't expecting us to know Russian. Murphy and me reached back and grabbed a shot each off the bar. Downing them in one swig, we glance at each other then both move and attack Ivan, who goes down. Then we move to the other men that walked in with him, me taking the one that was on his right and Murph taking the one on his left. The rest of the guy continue beating on Ivan. I slam my guy back into a large mirror, taking him down. Murphy was thrown onto a large bench in the back of the bar. The guys go to help him out, but I hold them back.

"Stay away he can take care of him!" Jade comes running over to me.

"Connor! Help him!"

I just stand there and watch as Murphy reaches behind him, pulling two bottles from the wine rack on the wall. He brings them forward and smashes the guy in the head.

I look down at Jade with a smile. "Didn't needed to." The bar filled up with cheers, even Jade was cheering and clapping.

With some help, Murphy and me get Ivan up on the bar and tie him there lying on his fat stomach. I take a bottle of whiskey from the shelf behind Doc and pour it on the huge Russia's ass. I take out my matches and light one, but before I throw it on him, Jade grabs the flaming stick from my hand.

"Let me." She turns to face Ivan. "Asshole!" She flicks her wrist and the match lands on the back of his pants, instantly going up in flames.

Everyone laughs as Ivan yells and screams. Maybe it was unnecessary but hell it seemed like a good idea. After a few moment, we put his ass out and kink him and his buddy outside. Jade stands right in front of me, reaching up she kisses me. I leaned down, whispering in her ear. "Home?"

Smiling at me, she nodded. "Yeah."

"Come on Murph!" I walk out with Jade at my side and Murphy following behind us.

Boston just got better.

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A/N: So I don't know if I like this chapter. Like at all. I might end up changing it. Let me know what you think. I think I'm going to change it. Have it set after the movie…don't know. Tell me please, 'cause I'm not sure this is really all that good.

Also, in my profile I have pictures for my characters, most of them anyway, and I have picture for cars that my characters drive when it's mentioned. So now you can go look at that and have a visual.

~Jenna