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Conner's Pov

Murphy got up from his bar stool.

"I am going to take a piss. Don't do too many shots without me." He said and walked towards the restroom at McGinty's. I smirked to myself, now was the time to ask the questions.

"So how long have ye lived here?" I asked Aednat. Murph and I don't know enough about her, she could be trouble or she might not be able to handle what we do.

"Two years, my brother use to live her by himself. I came to visit and decided to stay." She stated, there was defiantly more to it then what she was tellin.

"Do ye live with your brother?" I asked in a confused tone. She giggled and shook her head no.

"If I did, I probably wouldn't be sitting her alone with two men that I barely know." she said after taking another drink from her glass. I nodded my head and smiled at her.

"Where is your brother now?" I asked before taking another drink from my own glass. Before she could answer Murph interrupted.

"Good, ya bastards didn't start without me." He said while taking his seat next to Aednat.

"Three shots of the hardest thing ya got Doc." I said. He nodded his head and gave me a puzzled look. Murphy gave me a worried look as well.

"Ey, is everything alright man?" Murphy asked me I nodded my head and gave a fake smile. He knew I was lying.

"It's not every day we get to have drinks with a lovely young lass." I stated. I was going to get her drunk and get all the answers I wanted.

I kept ordering shots until Aednat dropped her head onto the bar. Murph and I were feeling it too. Aednat stumbled out of the bar stool.

"I am calling it a night boys, I'll see ye another time." She slurred her words and was holding onto the bar for support. I stood up from the bar and so did Murphy.

"Let us walk ye home. A sexy young woman such as yeself shouldn't walk home alone in ye condition." I stated but my own words were extremely slurred as well. My plan was to find out where she lived but in the state I am in I won't remember how to get there.

The three of us stumbled out of the bar and into the cold December air. There was snow on the ground and the wind was blowing hard. We walked for what seemed like ages.

Aednat opened up the door to her apartment and its warmth called us in.

Next morning

Murphy's Pov

I rolled over on the cold floor and groaned.

"What fucking time is it?" I asked to no one in particular. Nobody answered me. I sighed and opened my eyes. Where the fuck were we?

Conner was only a few feet a away from me.

"Conner!" I shouted and kicked him in the ass and back of his left leg a few times. He groaned and rolled over to look at me. He had the same look I did.

"Where the fuck are we?" He asked me. Both of us picked ourselves up off the linoleum floors to get a better look at our crash space. There old fashion looking yellow love seat and a pull out couch.

There was another door that looked like it led to a bathroom or a closet. A small piano sat in the left corner of the room. I turned around to see a small form of kitchen.

"I think were at Aednat's apartment." I stated. Conner nodded his head in agreement.

"Where the hell is she at then?" Conner said in a frustrated tone. I was getting more annoyed by my brother's behavior even more. Last night I should have confronted him right away.

"Cad é an ifreann bhí d'fhadhb aréir? (What the hell was your problem last night?) I whispered to my brother in Gaelic.

"Bhí mé ag iarraidh ach a fháil ar roinnt freagraí, tá a fhios againn ar éigean di. Cad más rud é nach féidir linn muinín aici nó sí na trioblóide?" (I was just trying to get some answers, we barely know her. What if we can't trust her or she's trouble?) He whispered back at me.

"Ní féidir léi a bheith níos mó a cheilt ansin a dhéanaimid." (She can't have anymore to hide then we do.) I whispered back.

The bathroom door open and Aednat was standing there. She looked like she had the flu or something. She was in pink underwear and light gray sweater.

"Are ye alright?" I asked and walked over to her. She nodded her head yeah. Conner took a seat at the edge of the pull out couch and I took a seat on the yellow love seat.

I couldn't keep myself from staring at Aednat's body. She looked terrible but at the same time she was in her underwear. Conner cleared his throat and Aednat was smiling at me.

"Sorry I was wondern where ye got that scar." I stated quickly hoping to redeem myself after getting busted gawking at her female parts.

She glanced down at her left thigh and giggled while shaking her head.

"My brother and I snuck out and took da's old truck to Dingle Bay, when my parents were visiting some relatives in Cork. We kept trying to dunk each other and my brother easily won since he was 6 years older than me.

I got sucked in deep and almost drowned. A nice fisherman was going by, he heard my brother screaming for me. He pulled me out of the water and did CPR.

I woke up in the hospital a few hours later; I couldn't remember a damn thing. The fisherman and my brother told me what happened and I had gotten cut by some rusty old fishing hooks in the water

My parents were pissed when Elijah called them." She told us and took a seat next to me.

"So ye are from Dingle then?" Conner asked. She leaned back against the yellow loveseat.

"Elijah and I are from Dunquin, our parents own a small farm." She stated. Conner's eyes flickered towards me.

"I miss home sometimes but I could never leave without my brother." I had a feeling she didn't mean to say it. Then it dawned on me we had known her brother.

He used to work at the meat packaging plant with us. Rocco said he was forced into helping his boss. I put one arm around Aednat and glanced at my brother.

If she was her trying to find her brother then she was in danger. Mafioso doesn't exactly like people sniffing around. Rocco was still working for Papa Joe to get us information we needed.

He surely knew all about her brother and if she hung around us long enough she might find him or get herself killed. Conner was giving me a hard stare.

We knew what we had to do. We had to scare her off and make her leave.