This is my first attempt at Boondock Saints fan fiction so bare with me on the accents. I am a very open minded gal so feel free to share anything.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Boondock Saints.

Murphy's Pov

"Hey Murph." I heard my twin's voice shout from outside. I rolled my eyes, I wonder what he wants this time.

"Aye." I shouted back at him as I continued cutting meat up. It was a fucking freezing cold day and I was not about to go outside for some prank Conner was trying to pull.

"Can ya open the door for me? My hands are a wee bit full." He shouted through the shut door. I rolled my eyes and opened the door.

"What the fuck Conner?" I said in a confused way. He had a young lass in his arms. Her strawberry blonde/light red hair was mess and her face was whiter than Conner's lab coat.

"Ain't the lass a fine thing?" He said with a chuckle. I shook my head at him.

"Ye crazy bastard, is she even alive?" My voice got a little higher pitched.

"Of course she's alive. Do ye really think I'd be carrying her around if the lass were dead?" He said as he glanced down at her. I cocked an eyebrow at my brother. It really wouldn't have surprised me if he did carry around dead bodies.

"What the fuck are ye planning to do with her?" He struggled to answer my question.

"Well she looks familiar so we could take her home with us. It could be a lass we got off with." He stated.

"Ye can't just take random lasses home with ye. Did I hit ye in the head too hard." I nearly shouted at him. We had been fighting around as usual and I got a good swing at his head. Maybe I got him a wee bit too hard this time.

"Fuck man, we can't just leave her there." He gave me a smirk. I let out a frustrated groan. There was no point in arguing, he was right.

"Fine, but I am not leaving work. If ya wanna so bad yer are carrying." I told him and walked away.

Conner's Pov Later that day

"Ugh shit my head, I don't even remember drinking last night. Where the fuck am I?" The girl had an Irish accent as well. I turned my head towards the lass I brought home.

She had all the blankets in the loft on top of her. I had to get her warm somehow and I think she wouldn't exactly wake up happy if I was lying next to her.

"My loft, I found ye past out in the snow. Ar ye alright there?" I tried to be as smooth as possible. She looked around and started to panic. She was sweating a lot and her eyes were red. I came to the conclusion that she had not inflicted her earlier condition on herself.

"Hey just relax. Yer arlight now, I think maybe ya might have been drugged. I found ye in the snow." I said as soothing as possible to try and calm her down.

She jumped out of the mound of covers.

"Drugged! What? Stay away from me." She tried to shout but the words squeaked out. She started panting and throw empty beer bottles at me. I dodge em the best I could.

"I swear it wasn't me. I just found you in the snow by the meat packaging plant. Please lass, just put the bottle down." I said while keeping my hands up by my face in a protective manner.

Our loft door opened and Murphy stepped in. He glanced over the whole loft; I knew what he was thinking. What the fuck Conner.

"I promise we are not here to harm you." I stated and took a few steps closer to the girl. She dropped the beer bottle on floor. I took a few more steps closer to her and looked at Murph. He rolled his eyes at me for the hundredth time today.

"Ye looked frozen to death when he found ye. We weren't sure what to do." Murphy stated as he took off his coat. She just nodded her in an okay manner. Murphy's small attempt to help seem to work.

"I'm Conner MacManus, that's brother Murphy. What's your name?" I asked her and extended my arm out for her to shake my hand. She took it and gave it a light shake.

"Aednat Aine Flynn." She said quietly, while her eyes were focused on my rosary around my neck. She let go of my hand and walked towards the center of the room where her shoes were at.

"I believe we go to the same church." Her voice was still hoarse sounding.

"I knew I recognized ya from somewhere. Ha I told ye that we knew her." I shouted towards my brother. I knew he was glaring at me. He hated it when I was right.

"I think I'm fine to walk home now. Thank you for helpen me." She stated while zipping up her sheep wool wood chip colored snow boots.

"Yer welcome. Sit and relax a minute would ye. Have beer with us." I told her as I walked towards the fridge to grab a few beers out. I handed one to Murph and another on the table. I smirked; no Irish woman would pass up a drink.

"Yeah, stay and dry off for a bit. Ye clothes have to be soaked and it's freezing out there." Murphy joined in my effort to get her to stay for her own well being.

I heard a sigh escape her lips.

"Alright just one." She said and sat down at the table with Murph and I. We sat in silence for a few minutes before Murphy spoke up.

"So what were ye doing last night?" I was truly just as curious as he was. There had to be an interesting story behind her passing out in the snow.

"I was walken home from work. It was around four in the morning I think. I work at a bar further down on the south side." She stated and then took another swig from her beer.

"Christ woman, are you fucking crazy working down that way? That's not exactly a safe for anyone and especially not for a young lass." Murphy halfway shouted.

"Did anyone try grab ya?" I asked. Now I wasn't curious I was concerned and I could tell Murphy was to. The girls lucky to be alive. More and more people go missing from those parts every day.

Her gaze looked down at the floor and she ruffled her nose as if she was trying to think hard.

"I honestly can't remember. I don't think so; I have no marks or anything." She didn't sound sure of herself. I heard Murphy sigh in relief.

We stayed at the table talking for hours. I yawned and stretched my arms out. One beer turned into going through packs.

"I think it's best if you stay her for the night lass. It's late and I don't suppose ye want to walk home by ye self this late after last night." Murph gave me a small smirk.

Aednat nodded her head in agreement. He thinks she'll be staying in my bed. I knew her clothes were still wet.

"Since ye offered, ye can share yer bed with her." I stated and got up from the table.

"Would ye like some clothes to change into? Yer a bit damp still." My brother asked her. He gave me a quick glance; I knew I had lost this one.

" I guess that would be best since I am sharing the bed." She said quietly. Her voice was still a little hoarse. She was probably going to wake up with a bad cold tomorrow.

I smirk to myself; maybe she would get Murph sick.

She changed quickly while we looked away. Then it was lights out for the night.