A/N Being as no one actually knows where the MacManus's are from I'm going to say (because of how traditional and beautiful it is) Ballyduff in County Kerry.
It's a dark and cold February night out when Shayla and Patricia leave their apartment. Both dressed rather provocatively. Shayla wearing a blue satin corset, low rise jeans and her biker boots, hair down and slightly wavy. Also sporting a thick leather jacket. Patricia wearing a red halter top, skinny jeans, boots, and matching leather jacket. Not showing as much skin as Shayla. They walked side by side stepping in unison Shayla on the left and Patricia on the right as they always walk. Both girls make it to the bar and stop in front. They look up at the sign saying McGinty's. They smile to themselves and head in.
Once inside they take a quick look around noticing the bar is packed for a Friday night. They find two stools at one end of the bar and casually walk over and sit. After helping some other patrons the bartender comes down to their end. "W-w-w-well hello g-g-g-girls. W-w-w-what will it b-b-b-e? FUCK – ASS" The girls were slightly startled by the bartenders tourettes but both smiled and Patricia ordered. "A shot of whisky and a Guinness please, and the same for my sister." The bartender placed the drinks in front of the girls and walked away.
Loud laughing can be heard at the other end of the bar. The girls looked spotting three guys in the middle of it all. They looked to each other and smiled. Two of the three guys were actually cute and the girls could tell from the distance they were at that both are Irish.
Several drinks later both girls are starting to feel slightly tipsy. They hear even more laughing from the other end of the bar and they just roll their eyes going back to their conversation and drinks. They finish their drinks placing the glass back on the counter. They don't even notice that the two guys that they said were cute come walking up to them. "'Scuse me ladies" The girls turn around to the male voice behind them and come face to face with two guys with the bluest eyes ever. The same thought goes through both their minds. Those eyes seem familiar. The darker haired one turns to Patricia. "Would ye mind if me brother and I bought ye lasses a drink?" The blond one smiles in agreement.
The girls look at each other then back to them. "Aye tha would be nice" Shayla says smiling at them.
"Yer Irish aren't ya?" The blond says to Shayla.
"Aye born in County Kerry." Both girls announce.
The dark haired one looks back and forth between both girls. "What town are ye from?"
"Ballyduff." Patricia declares.
"What might ya names be?" The blond one askes.
"I'm Shayla and this is my sister Patricia." Looking at the guys skeptically.
The guys look at each other for a second then at the girls with a shocked expression on their faces. "Your last name wouldn't be O' Riley Would it?" Asked the blond one staring right at Shayla.
Shayla is at a loss for words and Patricia notices and answers their question. "Aye that is. Do we know ya? Have we seen ya before? What's yer names?" The guys look at each other again, turning back to the girls they both have a shit eating grin on their faces. "Aye we do know each other an it's been about 15 years since we last seen each other." The girls look at each other then back to the guys. Shayla excitingly yells out "Connor and Murphy MacManus! Shit it's been ages. What are you two doing here?" She hops off the stool and grabs Connor into a hug. Patricia smiles and follows her sister hugging Murphy. They continue with the friendly hugs back and forth glad to have found each other again.
"We've been here fer about the last 10 fuckin years now." Murphy announces matter-of-factly.
"Why don't ya girls join us over there so we can catch up" Connor points down to the other end of the bar.
They made their way to the other end of the bar when Connor grabbed Shayla's hand pulling her forward. "Hey Roc. I like ye ta meet Shayla an her sister Patricia." Murphy pushed Patricia forward as Connor spoke. "Girls ths is our friend The Funny Man Rocco." Piped up Murphy from behind Patricia. Both girls smiled and Shayla speaking up first extended her hand to Rocco. "Nice ta be meetin ye Rocco." Rocco smiled looking both girls up and down liking what he sees.
Shaking first Shayla's hand then Patricia's hand. "Likewise."
"Their long time friends of ours from Ireland." Connor stated matter-of-factly.
"Aye but we haven't seen 'em for the past 15 years." Murphy stated sadly.
They all took their seats, Shayla and Patricia sitting between Connor and Murphy. They ordered more dinks and started enjoying their long awaited reunion. Connor turned to Shayla looking at her curiously. "So Shay, what have the two of ye been doin all these years?" Patricia hearing Connor's question turned to Shayla and the sisters had a silent conversation that looked kind of intense. They turn back to the brothers after coming to whatever agreement.
Shayla smiling and looking at Connor started to answer his question. "Well we did what our ma wanted. We went ta school, got a degree and a career. Even kept up with learning different languages and stayed true to our faith." Connor nodded at Shayla coming up with another question that Murphy must have read his mind and asked before he could. "What degrees did tha two of ye get?" Patricia looked to Murphy with a bright proud smile on her face. "We both got a degree in forensics from John Jay Lay School in New York." Both girls being very proud of their degrees and careers, smiling so proudly. "Forensics." The guys stated in unison. "Aye. Pat here was a lab tech working in Trace analysis and I had started working in ballistics before becoming a full time investigator. I was more of the detective type." She smiled sheepishly.
The girls then started asking the guys what has been going on with them all these years, while drinking and Rocco interjecting himself every so often to make them laugh. As the conversation went on Murphy asked the question that was on his and Connor's minds. "Why did ye leave yer job in New York?" Both girls looked to each other for a moment before answering. "Well Shay had a nasty case tha involved a child an it upset her a lot so she decided ta leave and it didn't feel right working there without her so I followed. A few months after leavin we both decided ta see if we can get a fresh start in another city so we came here. Today is actually our first day 'ere in Boston." Shayla sat looking between the guys, trying to figure out if they believed her sisters half truth. Connor and Murphy both nodded in understanding.
"I heard there were some vigilantes there in New York. What were they called?" Asked Connor trying to make small talk now. "I think Shay should answer that one. She had several cases involving them." Patricia looked to Shayla and smiled. "Aye I was on several cases involving the Avenging Angels. As they were dubbed by the news. But from my knowledge they dropped off tha face of tha Earth an we were neva able ta find em." She answered solemnly. "How did they get tha name?" Shayla heard Murphy's voice from the other side of Patricia. "Some stupid cop tha was on tha scene went an gave out what their signature was." "Which was?" Shayla heard Connor's voice next to her. "A white business card with blue angel wings on it." When the guys realized that Shayla wasn't willingly giving them anymore information, they started to change the topic.
Rocco jumped into the conversation again making an idiotic comment that got all of them to start laughing when a loud crash came from behind them. Patricia and Shayla turned to see what the noise was giving the guys their backs in doing so. The guys turned back first when they realized it was just some drunken idiot tripping over himself. Murphy noticed the tattoos on Patricia's back and decided he was going to comment. "Nice tattoos Pat." He started. "Holy shit is tha a Celtic cross on yer neck?" Hearing the beginning of this conversation drew both Shayla and Connor's attention to it. "Aye. Both Shay an I got the same tats. A cross on the back of our necks and the Kanji on our right shoulder blades." Shayla moved her hair to show off her identical tattoos. The guys took a closer look realizing it's the same cross that they have on their arms. Thinking the same thing both Connor and Murphy placed their arms on the counter to show their tattoos. The girls looked at the crosses then the wording on their hands making a mental note that the four of them have the same tattoos. They looked up at the guys.
Shayla responding first. "Fuck we 'ave tha same tats. The crosses are tha same and we have the same meaning with the words, just ours is Japanese Kanji."
Connor and Murphy looked at the girls then asked the same question in unison. "Who has what word on em?"
The girls laughed knowing full well that they do the same thing. "I have truth and Shay has justice. The words we got about 10 years ago and the crosses are about 5 years old now."
"This is fuckin funny. We've had ours fer about the same amount 'o time."
They all started laughing realizing how ironic it is for them to have the same tattoos done at the same time just in different states. Between fits of laughter Shayla decides to try and speak. "Looks like its meant fer us ta reunite." They all nod in agreement.
The night continues on and it's getting later. Both girls decide it's time for them to get going to get some sleep. "Well guys it's late and were a bit tipsy so were gonna get goin home ta sleep it off." Patricia stated as she leans on Shayla. "Yer not walkin by yerselves. We'll walk ye home." Connor stated attempting to stand and falling back onto the stool. They all laugh and the girls agree to let the guys walk them home.
They all step out into the cold air of Boston sobering up slightly. "So, which way do ye live?" Asked Murphy as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes, lighting two and handing one to Connor. Pat points in the direction of their apartment as Shayla does the same thing as Murphy. Handing a lit cigarette to Patricia. Connor follows the way Patricia points and smiles. "Good we live in tha same direction. How far down are ye?" "About two blocks down." States Shayla as she takes a deep pull of her cigarette.
They all start walking towards the apartment laughing loudly and smoking as they go. They reach the girls apartment and stand in front for a moment. Shayla turns to Connor and Patricia turns to Murphy. "So how far down do ye live?" Patricia asks Murphy smiling at him. He responds with a smile as well. "Just tha next block." Both girls nod and turn to each other for a second then back to the brothers. "Give me yer hand." Shayla said holding out her hand to Connor with a pen in her other hand. He puts his hand out palm up and she grabs it. She quickly scribbles her cell phone number on his hand and hands the pen to Patricia who does the same to Murphy. "Give us a call. We would love to meet up again." Patricia nodded as Shayla spoke. They all said their goodnights hugging each other before the girls turned and headed up to their apartment.