A/N: I was on a roll, so here's a short little update.

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Murphy leaned back in his chair and sighed, content. He watched as Rocco, sitting across from him at the table, blew a smoke ring into the face of his grey cat. Connor leaned over and drunkenly clapped Murphy on the shoulder.

"We did good today, brother," he said, grinning stupidly.

Murphy laughed. "Yeah, that we did."

The cat mewled softly and turned away from Rocco, moving itself to sit on the table in front of Murphy. He scratched the cat lightly behind its ears.

Their laughter calmed for a moment, each lost in thought. The cat purred as Murphy stroked the fur on its head, calming his drunken and adrenaline addled mind.

The sudden sound of a knock at the door made him jump. He looked at his brother, who had instinctively reached for his gun. Concerned, Murphy slowly reached for his gun as well, placing it to rest on his knee under the table.

"Shit, should I answer it?" Rocco looked just as nervous as the twins.

Connor thought for a moment, chewing his bottom lip. "I don't know. Let's wait, see if they just go away."

Of course they didn't. The banging persisted. From behind the door, they could hear a young woman yell, "I know you're in there, Rocco!"

Realizing the "threat" was only Sadie, Rocco got up to open the door. As he did, the twins did what they could to tidy up, hiding their guns and pushing some of the beer cans out of the way.

Rocco opened the door to find Sadie nervously shifting her weight between her feet. She was bundled up against the cold March night, a knit hat covering her hair.

"Hey Sade." Rocco greeted her with only a slight opening of the door. She tried to peek her head into the apartment, but he moved to block her view.

"Roc, is Murphy here? I really need to talk to him. I went to their place but it's all wrecked and he was over last night acting all strange and I've just been so worried all day."

Rocco scratched his beard in thought. "Hmm, Murphy? I dunno, maybe I've seen him."

"Rocco, it's not funny! What's going on, I know you know!" Sadie jabbed a finger into his chest accusingly.

Hearing the exchange, Murphy got up and made his way to the door. Pushing Rocco out of the way, he opened the door fully.

"Oh thank God," Sadie said, relief clear on her face. "I thought something had happened to you."

Connor stretched and called, "What, ye not worried about me, love?" Murphy threw a glare at his brother from across the room.

Sadie looked around Murphy to give a slight smile and a wave to Connor. Rocco had joined him back at the table, opening yet another can of beer and finishing off the last of the pizza.

Hushed so that only he could hear, Sadie said to Murphy, "Can we talk for a minute?"

Murphy looked at her with concern. "Yeah, of course." He stepped out into the hallway and pulled the door closed behind him.

Sadie pulled the hat from her head, shaking her short hair out. Murphy noticed the slight blush on her cheeks from the windy night and watched as she rubbed her hands together to warm them.

"Murph, what the hell is going on? You come over last night and…you just leave? I was worried all day that something had happened to you and then I saw what happened to your apartment? Why didn't you tell me what's going on?"

He opened his mouth to explain but she cut him off. "And last night? God, I didn't want the last thing I said to you to be angry. I'm sorry I yelled at you, I know you're just concerned."

She moved closer to him, tucking her hat into her back pocket. "I get it. I get that every time I do something stupid you must feel the same worry I did today." She rung her hands nervously, not meeting his eyes. "But…the thing that scared me most was the thought that you could be dead in a ditch somewhere and I had never…"

Sadie's words trailed off softly. She took in a deep breath, closing her eyes. "I never told you how much I love you."

Murphy felt his heart nearly stop for a moment. With a shaky hand, he lifted Sadie's chin, forcing her to look at him. She opened her eyes, now filled with tears. She tried to look away, ashamed, but he held her gaze.

"I wanted to say the same thin' last night." With that, Sadie looked up, her eyes searching his face for any indication that what he was saying was anything less than the truth. Swiftly, she reached up and pulled him toward her, her lips pressing eagerly into his.

Sadie ran her cold fingers across his neck. He grabbed the fingers of one hand within his and held them tight for warmth.

Unsatisfied with the pace, Sadie insistently pulled at the hair on the back of Murphy's neck, pulling him closer to her. He let her fingers go, his large hands finding her hips and pulling her body closer to his. Taking over, Murphy pushed her small body up against the wall of the hallway, firmly pressing his hips into hers.

Her breath was ragged and shaky against his ear. She softly moaned his name as he brought his fingers up to skim up her sides and over her ribs. He gently pressed his palm against her breast and traced the line of her collarbone with his fingertips.

"Oh, Murph," she whimpered, pressing into his touch.

Kissing his way down her neck, Murphy was suddenly stopped by a loud 'bang' from the apartment inside, followed by screaming.

Their eyes were both wide in panic. Murphy quickly pressed a kiss to her lips, mumbled a quick "I have to go" and disappeared into the apartment.

Sadie leaned against the wall and sighed, a stupid grin across her face. Not even the yells of the men in the apartment could break her from her trance as she happily made her way down the stairs and out the building, back into the cold Boston night.