Okay, so if you've stuck with me this far, much appreciated. Now, I will say that I might be updating some of my other fics, so if you've read them, then be excited lol.

I'm making this chapter up as I go along, I haven't really planned it out well, but we'll see what comes from it. I promise to all the Connor fans, there's an explanation and I will explain it a little bit from now in the story.

I don't own anything from The Boondock Saints, not the characters, the story, or Norm or Sean.

Chapter...5? I think? :P

-Brina's POV-

She awoke with a start. She was in bed. But she quickly discovered it wasn't hers. There was a set of chain link on the top for another bed. She sat up and looked across from her, seeing another set of bunk beds. The room was small, suffocating. Three closets lined the doorway, then the beds, and another wall. A tight feeling in her chest began to overcome her as she paced around, looking for a weak point in the room, or a weapon to use against Connor. Mentally, she kicked herself for handing over her knife at the apartment.

Her search was interrupted by a door closing. Footsteps approached, and the door infront of her opened, revealing Connor. She slowly backed up, not taking her eyes off him to look where she was going. She felt the backs of her knees hit the bed, and slowly sat down. He stayed at the door, closing it behind him, before he finally spoke. "Brina, this is nothing personal. I know you love Murph. And I know he loves you. But you're a liability. Too big of a risk, you knowin who we are and what we do.' She stayed quiet, trying to put the puzzle together. It wasn't personal, but it was. She grew angry, and quickly found her voice. "Connor, you're contradicting yourself. You just said you know I love Murphy. So why would I turn the both of you in and lose him?"

He chuckled as he walked closer to her, sitting on the corner of the bed. "You're safe with me, Brina. I promise you that." He stood up and headed for the door.

She was alone again. She sighed, knowing all her time was now dedicated to survival. She pried open one of the cabinets and found a first aid kit. Flipping open the box, she found a point pair of scissors and let a small chuckle flow into the empty air around her. "Finally a stroke of luck." She replaced the kit and shut the door for the cabinet before returning to her bed. She examined the scissors. She fiddled with the small screw in the middle and after fifteen minutes, freed the two pieces from each other. She smiled at her handy work and looked at the two makeshift knives she had just gotten. A satisfied sigh last but a moment as the footsteps came once more. She hid one half under the mattress and the other half in the waistband of her jeans. She stood by the door, hiding on the inside, waiting for the hinges to creak open.

The first thing she saw was a small tray with food on it. Then Connor. Now, she decided. Now was her chance. She charged him, pushing him with all she had. He fell forward and onto the floor, sending the tray skittering across the floor. She didn't look back as she slammed the door closed. She saw a set of stairs and climbed up them, reaching another door. She grabbed the handle and rattled it as hard as she could. It was locked from the inside with a key. Twisting, turning, and praying it would move, but no help came. She was caught off guard as she was picked up and flopped over Connor's shoulder as he heaved her back down the stairs. He kicked open the door and carried her to the bed, dumping her on the lumpy mattress. She thought he was finished, but he grabbed a chain, linked to the top bunk, and attached it with a padlock around her ankle. "I told ya, Brina. You're safe here with me."

He turned and closed the door behind him as he left her alone again. She struggled with the chain. She tried pulling it, yanking hard on it, jerking her foot, but all of it was pointless. She wasn't just trapped, she was chained. Like a wild animal. She sat on the bed, firm in her decision that now was the time to strike. As if on cue, she heard the door and the footsteps again. She stood up and waited by the end of the bed, waiting for the door to open. Connor stepped in and closed the door behind him, cautiously walking closer to her. "Brina, I know you love my bother. But, I can't risk both of us being in prison because you couldn't keep your mouth shut. You have good intentions, but in the way that I see it, he stole you from me." She crossed her arms and scoffed. "Connor, Murphy didn't steal me from you. I wasn't ever yours. I was nice to the both of you. He was the first one to make a move. You just give off the 'player' personality. I'm sorry if I can't read minds."

He stepped closer and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. Before she knew what was happening, his mouth was on hers in an adamant kiss. She pushed him away and wiped off her mouth with the back of her arm. He stepped closer and bored into her eyes with his. "Fine then. If that's the way you're going to be about it." He hauled back and slapped her across the face. She heard the echo of the smack, then felt the pain and saw the blinding flash. Putting her hand to her cheek, she watched as he turned and left the room once more.

-Murphy's POV-

He had to get to Smecker. That was the only choice and option. He used the emergency number on the pager and waited anxiously for the return call at the payphone. The first ring, he snatched the receiver up. "Smecker?" He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag and blowing the hazy smoke out into the air. "Yes, it's me. Were you expecting some other handsome lovely man in your life to ca-" He only let Smecker go on so long. "Smecker, Connor took Brina." Another drag and puff of smoke. "Murph, who's Brina?" He forgot Smecker wasn't in daily contact with them anymore. "Brina's my girlfriend." He scratched his chin and switched the receiver to the other hand. "Look, Murph, if Connor's stolen your girlfriend from you, go find some other cute bimbo to sleep with. Plenty of 'em around Boston. I promise." He kicked the phone stand. "Damn, it, Smecker! This isn't some bullshit argument between brothers. You know his condition. It's only getting worse. And now that he's taken Brina, I'm worried. I haven't heard or seem either of them in three days. I've looked everywhere I could think of, but I haven't found either of them. If I could get my cell phone records, I might be able to find them. But it's nowhere. I don't have my actual phone."

He heard Smecker sigh on the other end of the line. "Murph, if you can narrow it down some, in any way shape or form-" He hit the phone on the box. "Excuse me? I'm pretty sure I just told you I've looked everywhere. Look, Paul, just do me a favor and get my phone record. Texts, calls, all of it. Turn on the GPS if you can, I just need it done. I've gotta find her. I'm the only hope she's got." He tossed the cigarette away and turned back towards the keypad of the phone. "Look, Murph, I'll do what I can. I will try to help you find your girl. But in the mean time, go home. Try to sleep, eat, shower. I'll bet you look like shit. I'll call you the minute I know something." He nodded, knowing Smecker couldn't see him. "Thank you, Paul." He heard noise in the background, letting him know he walked into the precinct. "Alright, honeybunch. I love you too. Bye bye." He gave a small short chuckle before laying the receiver back in the cradle and heading for Brina's apartment. His words still rang true in his head. It had become his mantra: I've gotta find her.

Okay, so I know this is SUPER short, but It's all I've got time for until Saturday night, probably. I'm really eager to continue and possibly finish this story soon, I'm not sure. But anyways

Shoutouts to SweetKiki604 - My lovely! :) Here you go, the continuation of the Murphy story. :) and this chapter had a hint about Connor's behavior ;-)

wishiwashi7- I'm SOOOOOOOOO GLAAAAAAAAAAD that you think it's SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOD! LOL

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Slytherin-Princess10- as a nice favor to ya, only 6 hours after you replied lol here's an update I'm glad you're hooked.

To everyone who's replied or even just read the story, thank you. I'm glad you guys all like my story and I hope you stick with me. I'm not sure if I'll end it where I'm planning or if I'll keep going or, heck, maybe even a sequel! Who knows! :) Just gotta finish first. There WILL BE A NEW CHAPTER UP SATURDAY NIGHT! I PROMISE! I'm wanting to finish the thing now, but my son is in bed, and keeps telling me 'Go to bed, mommy' so to keep him asleep, I must oblige. Enjoy :)