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~...Grace's Apartment...~

"Grace!"

I groaned and lifted myself up onto my forearms, staring at my front door where the loud banging was coming from, and wishing it would stop.

"Grace I swear to god if you don't open this fucking door!"

I let out a loud cry of irritation and reluctantly got up from the sofa, heading towards the door and unlatching it.

Obviously I'd had too much to drink last night, if the lovely hangover that greeted me when I woke up was anything to go by. And I remembered bits and pieces. I couldn't remember everything that was said, but I remembered more or less what happened. Going to McGinty's, drinking with Jade, seeing the twins, talking to the twins, and drinking with the twins - the last three I'd been intent on avoiding. It was stupid to drink with the Irish, they seemingly had no limit and I had a very large limit. And, unfortunately for myself, I couldn't tell when I'd reached the limit until it was forcing it's way out of my throat and into the toilet bowl.

"What?" I snapped, yanking the door open to come face to face with Jade.

"Hey!" She snapped back, pointing a finger my way, "Don't get snappy with me, it's not my fault you carried on drinking last night!"

Jade walked straight into my apartment without permission, as usual, and flopped down onto my couch. I rolled my eyes and closed the door, re-latching it before joining her.

"So," I started, shoving on a pair of sunglasses to reduce the headache from the light pouring through my windows, "Where's the fire?"

"Oh boy have I got news for you." Jade squealed, sounding very excited about whatever it is she was going to tell me.

"Speak now or forever hold your peace." I groaned, throwing my head back.

The attitude wasn't intentional. I didn't like being a bitch to Jade of all people, but hangovers made me a little cranky. Mainly because I was mad at myself for drinking so much.

"Your Irish boyfriend and his brother are getting arrested."

My head shot up and I immediately regretted the action, as a pain once again radiated through my forehead.

"Say what now?"

Jade grinned and got up from the couch, heading towards the kitchen. "Yup."

"Jade," I groaned, turning and kneeling so that I could see her. "What happened?"

She strolled back in holding one of my soda's and re-occupied her space on the couch, grabbing the TV remote as she did so.

"See for yourself."

The TV came on and landed on the News channel. It showed a well-dressed police officer stood in front of the cameras, numerous recorders held out in front of him by the reporters. And, unfortunately for me, I immediately knew which station it was that rested behind him. It had a name, sure, but I commonly knew it as my dad's workplace.

"Okay, okay," The man began, calming the press down, "This is our official statement. The McManus brothers are not being charged, this is a clear-cut case of self defence. They are being released at an undisclosed time and location at their wishes." He finished with that and turned to go back into the building, the press shouting out questions as he turned his back on them.

"D'you know what happened?" I asked Jade, muting the TV as I turned to face her.

The blonde nodded as she popped open the soda can. "Mhm, Grandpa told me when I went to visit him this morning."

She turned to face me to and I wondered if this would be a long story, it seemed as though it would be. "So last night, some Russians show up at the bar right? They've been setting up town in some buildings around the area and they wanted my Grandpa's bar. A huge fight broke out and they lost. Long story short though, they got their asses kicked by your twins and some other guys from the bar. I'm not quite sure what happened after that. My Grandpa visited the twins when they were in the Hospital after some FBI guy showed up this morning asking questions, but I'm telling you now that this guy was good. He said himself that it was self-defence and that the boys weren't in any trouble, just that he needed to talk to them. He left my Grandpa a card with his number on it and said to give it to the twins before he left. Anyway, Grandpa had to leave after that obviously and I came here to tell you." She finished.

I paused in thought for a moment. Funnily enough I found myself worried for the twins and asking myself a lot of questions. Were they okay? What happened after the fight? Were the Russians dead? And, the question that popped up the most - why the fuck did they start fighting in the first place?

"Grace?" Jade asked as I got up from the couch.

"We're going out." I stated, pointing a finger her way before going into my bedroom.

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After catching the bus further into town, Jade and I hopped off right next to the police station where the boys were held. I really hoped my dad wasn't working that day, running into him would be a little awkward. Well, a lot of awkward. We hadn't seen each other in a good few months, mainly on account of me not visiting him or my mom. I'd argued with my mom before leaving home, her stating that I wasn't old enough or smart enough to leave home yet. Camille had also chipped in her two cents, though while my mom argued on account of her being worried for me, Camille had only argued because she was worried about herself. With me gone, she had no one to help her out. I couldn't have cared less about that after what she did. My dad, however, hadn't argued at all, if anything he'd calmed my mom down. He'd defended me, told her that I could handle myself out there and that I had everything together. And it was that memory that made me a little guilty about not having visited him.

"So," Jade sighed, turning to me as we stood in front of the building. "What's the plan?"

"Honestly?" I asked. She nodded. "I didn't think it through that far."

The blonde rolled her eyes and let out a small groan of annoyance. Though I couldn't really blame her.

"We're about to head into a police station that your dad works in so we can visit and interrogate your Irish boyfriend and you didn't think it through?"

"Hey!" I exclaimed, "He's not my boyfriend."

"Okay, okay," She held up her hands, "Ex."

I shot her a quick glare before heading towards the doors, with her trailing quickly behind me.

Let me just throw out that I hadn't been back here in a long time. The last time being a year ago when Jade had been caught urinating in public and forced to stay in a cell overnight. My dad had been a little pissed off about that. But I had to admit it hadn't changed much inside. Desks were lined up in the large room and, like always, it was very busy. Cops sat at their desks either on the phone, talking to someone they'd arrested, or talking to each other about something or other. The cells themselves were straight down the middle of all the desks, meaning me and Jade couldn't get to the twins without someone noticing us - it would be harder than I originally though.

"Can I help you?"

We both looked to see one of the cops looking down at us. I looked at his name tag; Detective Greenly. By his expression I could only guess that he was a little annoyed, and he held something in a brown paper bag with the name logo of a nearby bagel store.

"Uh..." I trailed off and merely stared at him, trying to figure out a good enough lie to get us into the holding cells.

"We're here to visit my cousins." Jade spoke up, thankfully taking the heat off of me. "You've got them in the holding cells, the McManus brothers?"

His eyebrows raised slightly. "You're their cousin?" He asked, obviously in slight disbelief.

Jade nodded. "Yup. You can even ask them yourself."

"I don't know," He sighed, shaking his head, "They don't want any visitors-"

Jade cut him off, "Please," She begged, "My Grandpa's really worried about 'em, he heard it on the news and he damn near passed out! He has this heart condition see..."

My best friend proceeded to go into a very thought-out and very detailed story about her Grandpa having a minor heart attack at the news of the attack and had to be rushed to the Hospital. The doctors apparently told her too much stress could cause his death and that to settle his bad heart he had to find out if the twins were okay.

I honestly had to hand it to the girl, she could lie her way out of anything - When sober anyway.

"Alright." The detective finally agreed, causing me to inwardly cheer, "But, you can't talk to the press outside."

"Cross my heart." She promised, drawing a cross on her chest with a finger.

Greenly nodded and turned, nodding his head as a motion to follow. I looked at Jade who smiled and I smiled back, feeling rather proud of her as we followed him down towards the cells.

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"You've got visitors boys!" Greenly announced, holding an arm out to the boys' cell.

The twins' heads shot up and I nearly laughed at their expressions; Confusion, surprise, and a little bit of worry. Clearly they weren't exactly sure who'd be visiting them, since they'd demanded no visitors. So I wasn't exactly sure how they'd react to us being there. But as soon as I saw the two, and that the cell door was open, all rational thought left my mind.

"Gracie." Connor stuttered, eyes narrowed in confusion.

I moved towards the lighter-haired twin and shoved him as hard as I could. It didn't do much damage since he was a lot stronger and taller than me, but he did managed to stumble back, though I guessed it was mainly from shock. The back of his knees hit the cot and he fell down onto it, staring up at me.

"Da fuck?"

I hit him across the side of head, not hard enough to do damage but enough to get across that I was pissed.

"Don't 'Gracie' me jackass, what the fuck are you doing starting a fight in Doc's bar huh? And I don't even wanna know what happened after that." I yelled.

I could clearly see Murphy chuckling behind him, but Jade quickly shook her head at him in slight warning.

"I get han'cuffed ta a toilet, cut me wrists open an' nearly bleed ta death, fall of a roof, damn near knock me'self unconscious, spen' all mornin' in a Hospital - all o' dis in me undies might I add - an' now you're fuckin' 'ittin' me?!" Connor cried, getting to his feet.

"Maybe if you weren't such an idiot, you wouldn't be in this position." I retorted, lifting my hand to hit him again.

Unfortunately, though, he saw this coming and wasn't too eager to be hit again. He caught my wrist with his right hand and spun me round, pulling me against him and restraining me. I couldn't say I liked it too much. Being close to him? Yes. Being restrained from hitting an idiot? No.

"Stop hittin' me." He demanded, his cheek pressed against me own while I struggled.

"Woah, woah, woah," Greenly spoke up, crossing his arms as he glanced at each of us. "This don't seem like a family visit."

"Family visit?" Murphy asked, eyes narrowed as he leaned against the bars of the cell.

"Yeah, this one-" Greenly pointed at Jade, "Said she was your cousin, spout some shit about her Grandpa dyin' after hearin' about you two." He clarified.

The blonde winced as a sheepish look crossed her face and Detective Greenly sighed in annoyance, realising he'd been played.

"Was any of what you said true?" He asked her.

"To a certain extent," She shrugged, crossing her arms nervously.

"Man!" He exclaimed, "Smecker's gonna be on my ass for this!"

"Actually," Jade started, making her way towards the Detective, "He doesn't have to be on your ass for anything. We won't tell if you won't. All we're asking is a few minutes in here with these two." She gestured to the twins.

"Fine." Greenly reluctantly agreed, rolling his eyes. "You've got five minutes." He told us before heading back upstairs.

"So, what are ye doin' 'ere Grace?" Murphy asked after the Detective had disappeared.

I sighed and stopped struggling against Connor, instead choosing to look back at Murphy. Though Connor didn't release his hold, probably out of fear that I'd hurt him again.

"I heard about you two and I came to see if you were okay, I was worried." I admitted.

"Well ye got a fuckin' funny way o' showin' et." Connor piped up from behind me.

"Okay, okay," I groaned, turning my head to look at him. "I'm sorry for hitting you it was reflex. You bring out my violent side, apparently."

"Kinky." Jade commented, her and Murphy laughing until I glared at the two.

"Right den, if I let ye go will ye stay calm?" Connor asked me.

I silently nodded and the blonde twin let me go, settling himself down onto the cot while I took the opposite one, facing him. Jade and Murphy stayed towards the side, the two whispering amongst themselves while I interrogated Connor.

"So," I sighed, leaning back on my hands, "What happened?"

"Da guys at da bar tracked us down somehow, dey were Russian Mafia lads, big guys min'. Dey tried ta kill us Gracie but we got away, dat's all dat matters." He explained. It didn't matter that he gave it in a nutshell, it was something I suppose.

"Are," I paused for a moment, leaning forward slightly. "Are you okay?" I finally asked, lightly tilting my head.

Connor shrugged and smirked slightly. "Aye lass, soun'. Ye were really worried?"

I nodded in confirmation. "Mhmm."

"An' how does ye boyfrien' feel about dis?"

I attempted to hide my smug smile though I was pretty sure he saw it anyway. He was jealous. It may not have been a lot but it was a little and that was still something to me.

"I lied." I finally admitted. His eyebrows rose slightly, "I didn't want to seem like a complete loser when I saw you guys last night."

"Ye not seein' someone?" He asked, unable to conceal his relief.

"Nope."

"Ye sure?"

"I'm sure."

We stared at each other for a moment, ignoring the fact that my best friend and his twin brother were probably staring at us. Some people were a little harder to forget about than others, and I knew he was definitely one of those people.

"Hey!"

We all jumped and looked towards the cell entrance, seeing Detective Greenly looking in.

"Time's up." He stated.

I nodded and stood from the cot, motioning to Jade who'd already headed towards the entrance.

"Grace."

"Hmm?" I looked back at Connor, waiting patiently for his reply.

"Can I at leas' 'ave ye number lass?" He finally asked.

I giggled and shook my head, turning fully and slowly walking backwards - No way was I making it that easy.

"When you get out of here," I gestured around me at the holding cells, "Come find me."

The twin grinned and shook his head in slight disbelief, watching me as I walked away. "I'll fin' ye." He promised.

I smiled, "I don't doubt it for a second."

And with that I turned to face Jade, feeling a lot happier when I left than I had when I came in - Maybe things would be different this time.


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