A/N I am not guaranteeing what is written in Spanish and French is spelled right. But I am sure the Gaelic is. I did the best I can. Translations are at the end of the chapter.

The next morning both Shayla and Patricia woke up with a slight hangover. Sitting at the edge of their beds rubbing the sleep from their eyes they smiled at each other thinking about the events from the night before. "Era grande ver a Connor y a Murphy otra vez." Shayla said in Spanish while still rubbing her eyes. "Ouais il était grand. J'espère qu'ils appellent et nous obtenons de les revoir." Patricia smiled answering her sister in French. Shayla nodded and got out of bed.

Patricia followed behind her sister into the living room. They both sat down on their crappy little couch. Patricia grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels. "I'm gonna go an take a shower." Shayla said as she got up from the couch and headed for the bathroom. Patricia kept channel surfing for a few more moments till she came to Jerry Springer. She stopped changing channels and decided to watch the mayhem unfold on the screen. A few minutes later Shayla came out from the bathroom fully clothed wearing tight blue jeans and an oversized sweatshirt, her hair down and dripping wet.

As Shayla passed the T.V. all she heard was curses being bleeped and the audience cheering. She turned and looked at the T.V. then to her sister sitting on the couch enjoying the mayhem before her. "I can't believe ye watch this shite Pat. This is nothing but pure crap." Patricia just shrugged and Shayla rolled her eyes shaking her head and walked out of the room going into the kitchen.

Patricia laughed to herself about her sister's dislike of Jerry Springer. She got up and headed into the bathroom to take a shower as well. By the time she was done Shayla had breakfast on the table. Patricia walked into the kitchen donning similar clothes as Shayla. They both sat down and started to eat breakfast in silence.

They both finished eating and slid their plates into the sink. Shayla walking out of the kitchen first with Patricia close behind. She stopped short turning quickly to Patricia. Patricia nearly bumped into her then scrunched her face asking "What?" "Pat, I cooked so you get to clean up. Remember, that was the agreement?" Patricia glared at her sister remembering that they did in fact agree that when one cooked the other would clean. She turned mumbling under her breath cursing her sister and walked over to the sink to start doing the dishes. Shayla, laughing to herself as she walked into the living room sat on the couch. She grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels stopping when she found Spongebob Squarepants. Sitting there enjoying the cartoon.

Patricia finally finished cleaning the kitchen then went and sat on the couch next to her sister. "Oh, and this aint shite?" "No Deirfiúir. It aint." Now it was Patricia's turn to roll her eyes and shake her head. Spongebob had finished and Patricia tried to grab the remote. Shayla snatched it away quickly. Patricia tried again, lunging for it now and landing right on Shayla. They started wrestling for the remote both tumbling off the couch landing on the hard floor. All that could be heard is the two girls cursing at each other in every language they know trying to get the remote from each other. Patricia had Shayla pinned. Her full body weight on her sister trying desperately to snatch the remote from her when Shayla's cell phone started to ring. Shayla jumped up quickly accidentally bumping her head against her sisters. They sat there for a moment rubbing where they impacted. Shayla quickly got to her feet and ran for her phone, answering it right before it went to Voicemail.

"'Ello" Shayla said into the phone sounding out of breath.

"Hello Shay? Are you okay?" Connor's voice was heard on the other end.

"Aye I'm alright. I was just wrestling with Pat over the remote. What's up? How are ye an Murph dealing with yer hangovers?"

Connor let out a chuckle. "Aye were both dealing with it. Shay, I was wonderin, would ye an Pat like to join Murph an me for dinner? We know a little diner that has great food. Maybe we could go to McGinty's afterwards?"

Shayla smiled into the phone. "Sounds like a plan. What time do ye want ta meet up?"

"How about we come by and pick ya girls up at 6:00?"

"Sounds great. We'll be ready. See ya then."

Shayla turned to Patricia as she hung up the phone. Patricia was looking at her sister curiously.

"What was tha all about Shay?"

"It was Connor invitin us ta dinner with him and Murph. They'll be ere at about 6:00"

"Okay then I'm gonna go an get ready." Patricia got up and went for the bedroom.

The time passed quickly as both girls got themselves ready. They dressed more comfortably for this evenings outing. At 6:00 both girls headed out planning on meeting the guys downstairs. The got outside and Patricia reached into her purse pulling out a pack of cigarettes lighting two and handing one to Shayla. A few moments later the guys showed up. They gave the girls hugs and a kiss on the cheek and set out for the diner.

A short walk later they reach a little hole in the wall diner that if you blinked you would miss it. Connor opened the door for the girls to enter. Shayla being the wise ass she is pats his cheek giggling. "Oh aren't ye just such a gentleman." Patricia and Murphy start laughing from behind her as they walk in. A waitress walks over and ushers them to an empty table.

They all sit in the booth Connor and Shayla on one side and Murphy and Patricia on the other. The girls pick up their menus trying to figure out what to order.

"Their burgers and fries are great here." Murphy said as he was looking for the waitress.

"Aye Murph but the soup is to die for." Connor stated staring at Murphy.

The girls just giggled and put their menus down. A few moments later the waitress came over. She was an older woman about mid to late 40's. "I see you two boys are back."

"Aye Deloris we just can't stay away." Said Murphy smiling at her. "I'll have the usual."

The waitress writes on her little pad saying his order out loud. "Cheeseburger medium well with French fries."

Shayla looked up at the waitress smiling as well. "I'll have the same please." The waitress nods and writes again. Then looks to Connor. "The usual, chicken noodle soup sweetie?"

Connor nods and turns to Patricia who finally gives her order. "I'll have the soup please."

The waitress smiles and leaves taking their menus.

A short time later their food arrives and they all dig in. The girls agreeing with the brothers that the food really was great. All through dinner they start telling jokes and sharing stories of what has happened over the years, reminiscing on good ol' times. By the time they finished and the check came it was already dark out. Connor and Murphy insisted on paying for the food. The girls gave up trying to argue and just let them do it. After paying the bill and leaving they headed to McGinty's. As they entered the bar with the girl's right behind them the boys are greeted with shouts and cheers from the regulars and Doc the bartender. The girls feel right at home being there and they all make their way to sit at the counter. Once seated they all start ordering drinks.

Murphy turns to Shayla with a big grin on his face. "So, how bad of a hangover did ye an Pat have after last night?"

"Ha, not very much just a slight headache. It'll take a lot more than what I had last night to really get me drunk."

"Well then I guess we'll be needing to get some more drinks ta be gettin ya nice an drunk." Murphy turned to Doc and ordered more drinks. Shayla laughed at him "Ye think ye can keep up with me? Don't be kiddin yerself Murph." Murphy had a shit eating grin on his face and started ordering shots for him and Shayla. Meanwhile Connor and Patricia were having a conversation of their own. "Pat would ye an Shay like to come with me an Murph ta church in the morning?"

Looking over her shoulder at Shayla. She turns back to Connor laughing. "You guys still go early in the morning?" Connor nodded wondering what Patricia was getting at. "Well Con I hate ta tell ya but I don think ye'll be gettin Murph up that early at the rate he's goin." Connor looks over Patricia's shoulder at his brother and Shayla and shakes his head. "Believe me Pat he'll get up. I'm just not gonna like carrying his fuckin ass home."

Patricia laughed at that statement then realized that She'll have to carry Shayla home to if she keeps up with Murphy.

Murphy and Shayla are now falling down drunk and hysterically laughing at absolutely nothing. They have been drinking for quite a few hours, keeping up shot for shot. It's some time after 2:00 am. Patricia and Connor throw down some money on the counter to pay for the drinks, grabbing Shayla and Murphy and practically carrying them home. They reach Shayla and Patricia's apartment and say good night to each other.

After some struggle to get Shayla up to the apartment they both enter and Patricia drags her sister straight to the bedroom. She throws her down onto her bed then leaves the room. By the time she comes back Shayla is sound asleep. Patricia places a glass of water and some aspirins on the end table between the beds. She looks at her sister again and shakes her head talking out loud. "I hope I can get ya up in the morning ta go ta church with the guys. But I give ya credit Deirfiúir. You not only kept up with Murphy but I think ya were better off than him." She chuckled to herself as she went to bed.

Translations:

"Era grande ver a Connor y a Murphy otra vez."

(It was great to see Connor and Murphy again.)

"Ouais il était grand. J'espère qu'ils appellent et nous obtenons de les revoir"

(Yeah it was great. I hope they call and we get to see them again.)

Deirfiúir – Sister (Gaelic)