A/N: In this chapter you will see the girls don't speak with the accent when they're nervous or excited. It is more noticeable with Patricia than with Shayla. Also you will find out which one of the girls is older. A big thank you to A Hotter Kiss A Better Touch for her review. Your support means a lot to me Becki :)

The girls woke up the next day before anyone else. They got showered and dressed before the sun was up. They both couldn't stay asleep. They were sitting in the kitchen talking with hushed tones as to not wake anyone else up. They sat there staring at each other for a long while. Finally Shayla decided to break the silence. "I know why I'm awake. What's yer reason?" Patricia thought to herself for a moment. "I kept having these dreams and a bad feeling something was going to happen." Shayla nodded. "I know how ye feel. What were yer dreams about?" "The guys were shot and there was so much blood. I kept feeling like there was something I could of done to prevent it. What about you Shay?" "Well mine was similar. I saw who shot the guys…" As Shayla was about to finish her thought Patricia finished it for her. "An older guy, grey beard and lots 'o guns." Shayla looked at her sister in astonishment. "Yeah that's it. That's what I saw. The feeling I keep getting is that something big is going to happen. It's actually scary to me."

The girls have been sitting in the kitchen talking for quite some time. They had basically talked the morning away. It was near afternoon by the time the brothers got up. Rocco was still sound asleep when Connor and Murphy came shuffling into the kitchen. Connor made his way to Shayla giving her a kiss on the top of her head. "Mornin M'aingeal. How's yer arm feelin taday?" Shayla smiled up at him. "Mornin o meu santo. Not that bad. It still stings a little." Murphy still wasn't fully awake but did manage to give Patricia a kiss. He was looking between Shayla and Patricia trying to figure out what Shayla said. "What does tha mean?" The girls were looking at him with an amused look on their faces. Patricia decided to answer. Well o meu santo, I'm not gonna tell ya. If it's something that we say in Portuguese than it aint fer ye ta know." Shayla started laughing and looked at Connor. He smiled back at her. "I think I figured out what it means. Well at least tha last part. Is it saint?" The girls looked at each other smiling. They wanted to keep the guys guessing. Shayla turned her smile towards Connor. "Maybe. Maybe not." Murphy quickly stood up going to get himself a cup of coffee. "Oi, I give up. If ye two wanna keep it ta yerselves then fine." Connor, Patricia and Shayla started laughing. Murphy sat back down sipping his coffee and lit a cigarette.

All the laughing and the smell of fresh coffee woke Roc up. He came shuffling into the kitchen and wnet straight to the coffee pot. He poured himself a cup and took a sip as he turned to everyone. "Morning." Murphy nodded as Connor, Shayla and Patricia spoke in unison. "Mornin." Connor walked past Murphy and ruffled his hair. "As ye can tell, me brother 'ere is notta morning person." The girls nodded and giggled. They left the guys in the kitchen and went to sit in the living room turning on the T.V. Shayla managed to get the remote first. She was flipping through the channels stopping when she noticed a marathon of Spongebob. "Oh No Shay! We're not watchin this!" She reached for the remote and Shayla pulled it out of her reach. The guys were at the doorway to the living room when they heard Patricia yell. "Yer not gettin tha remote Pat!" Shayla yelled back. Patricia jumped on her sister trying to reach. Shayla tried to throw her sister off of her and they both fell to the floor. The guys were watching and laughing as the girls rolled across the floor fighting for the remote. All they could hear were them cursing in every language they knew and every so often a slap that actually connected. "Shay give me tha fuckin remote." Shayla laughed and tossed it to the other side of the room. She was pinned by her sister on her stomach. Patricia got up to retrieve the remote but Shayla tripped her and she fell. Shayla sacrificed herself by making Patricia fall where she would land on her instead of the floor. Shayla grunted as Patricia landed on her. They kept wrestling with each other till Patricia pinned Shayla on her back. "Give up little sister!" Shayla just got annoyed by Patricia calling her little. She managed to reverse it and pin Patricia. "I'm only five minutes younger." They kept pinning each other and landing some good hits, neither one giving up. The guys were laughing as the girls kept going. The girls were out of breath by this point but still wouldn't give up. Connor and Murphy stepped in and grabbed Shayla who was on top for the last time. Connor held onto her as Murphy helped Patricia up. The girls looked at each other and started laughing. They were lucky that they didn't reopen their wounds.

They were all sitting on the couch now. The T.V. was turned off so there would be no more fights. Rocco looked at the girls. "So Pat you're older than Shay?" Patricia nodded and Shayla rolled her eyes. Murphy started laughing and Shayla glared at him. "Why don't ye ask tha boys 'ere which one's older." Rocco started shaking his head. "I did that when I first met them and don't want to relive that one." The girls started laughing. Shayla looked between the brothers. "Yer ma still hasn't told ya which is older?" They both shook their heads. Murphy sat back with a smug look on his face. "I do believe I'm tha older one." "Hey don't start that shit again. I had ice on mine that day." The girls had confused looks on their faces. Patricia looked to Connor then to Murphy. "I don't think I even want to know." Connor was about to say something and Shayla kissed him to make him shut up. After she broke the kiss she smiled at him. "I really don't think we want ta know mon amour." "Okay M'aingeal ye win. So now lets get down to business 'ere." They started planning their hit. The girls tried to help them clean up their plan a little and give them some good tips.

Rocco left to get a different car for them to use as Connor and Murphy stayed with the girls. They were sitting in the kitchen cleaning and preparing the guns. The girls couldn't get the nagging feeling that something bad was going to happen to go away. They felt they had to at least tell the guys how they felt. Patricia decided to start first. "Listen guys please do us a favor. Be careful today please. We both have a bad feeling about this." Shayla finished for her sister warning them of what they saw in their dreams. The brothers were looking at them curiously. "Pat and I both had some weird dreams last night and the same person was in both. He's a lot older with a grey beard and lots of guns." Connor placed his hand on Shayla's shoulder. "Shay don't worry about us. We'll be fine." Connor was trying to be reassuring. "I hope your right Connor. I really do." Patricia tried to be the strong one and not let her dreams bother her. But she knew Shayla was right in telling them. Rocco showed up and they all finished with the guns.

It was time for the guys to get going. The girls walked them to the door. Connor gave Shayla a kiss and whispered in her ear. "We'll be fine M'aingeal don't worry about it. Ta gra agam ort M'aingeal" Shayla looked up at him and gave a weak smile. "I love you too o meu santo." Connor walked out as Murphy kissed Patricia goodbye and Rocco followed. The girls closed the door once they were gone and sat on the couch. They were sitting in silence for a few minutes and Patricia knew her sister was very worried. "Shay, do you want to go to church? It might make you feel better." Shayla nodded and the girls got up and left.

When they got to the church Shayla went straight for the prayer candles. She lit one for each of the guys. Patricia joined her and lit two more. "Who are those for?" Patricia slung her arm over her sister's shoulders. "For us Shay. We both need a prayer to keep strong." Shayla looked at the candles and smiled. "Aye Pat we do and would you look at how the candles look." Patricia looked at the candles and realized that all the candles for them made the shape of a cross. They turned to each other and smiled then went to a back pew and started to pray. They spent some time at the church. When they finished praying they both got up and left. Once outside they both lit cigarettes eerily simultaneously. "Do you feel better now Shay?" "A little bit. I still can't shake this feeling though. I hope it's just me being paranoid." Patricia nodded and they headed back home.

They walked through their apartment door stripping off their coats and sitting on the couch. They decided to watch a movie they could agree on and were about to put it on when the guys burst through the door covered in blood and yelling at each other. They headed straight for the kitchen. The girls followed close behind. The guys were still yelling till Shayla and Patricia both raised their voices to be heard. "Guys! Shut Up!" The three stopped yelling and turned to them. Patricia was the calmer one and spoke first. "First lets take care of whatever wounds you all have then we talk." Shayla nodded and went to the bathroom for the first aid kit. By the time she got back Patricia already had the iron on the stove. She walked up to Connor placing her hand on his face and keeping herself calm. "Sit down so I can make sure the bullet isn't in your leg." Connor listened and sat on one of the chairs while Shayla knelt in front of him. Patricia had Murphy on the counter while she looked at Rocco's hand. "Well Roc at least you don't have to worry about me having to dig a bullet out. Keep pressure on it for now, then we'll cauterize it." Rocco nodded and sat on the chair next to Connor. Patricia went back to assessing Murphy and began to dig the bullet out as Shayla did the same to Connor. They finished as quickly as possible. The sisters turned to each other. Shayla was the first to speak. "Não penso que posso usar o ferro nele." Patricia nodded. "Não se incomode porque nem pode eu." Patricia walked over to the stove about to pick the iron up. Murphy stopped her. "We'll take care of it Meine Liebe." Patricia moved from the stove and stood by her sister putting her arm around her shoulders. They watched as the guys took care of each other.

The guys finished cauterizing their wounds and the girls joined them in sitting around the table. The guys explained what had happened. Connor turned to Shayla. "Ye were right. Everything ya said. Yer dream all of it was right. We shoulda listened." "Its okay Conn. I was actually hoping it was just me being paranoid. I hate when I'm right about things like this. Let's just not talk about this right now." They all agreed and Patricia turned on the small T.V. they kept in the kitchen. As soon as the T.V. came to life they saw agent Smecker giving a press conference. Rocco started talking about him being a liability and the brothers defended the agent. Shayla felt she had to speak up. This became a moment of truth for the sisters. "Rocco both Connor and Murphy are right. Agent Smecker is not to be touched. And to be honest with all 'o ye, I know that agent very well." The guys looked confused. Shayla continued with her story of the agent. "I had ta work with him back in New York. He was put on any and all Angels cases and so was I. Believe me when I say that he's good at what he does." The guys immediately understood what Shayla was talking about. Patricia finished the story for her sister. "He is tha reason why we left. He was gettin to close to solving tha cases and pointing a finger at us. So, we had some help and got tha cases closed and we came 'ere." The guys just nodded in understanding.

Shayla and Patricia got up and started cooking dinner for everyone. The guys were talking and joking trying to keep the atmosphere light. They had cleaned up the kitchen before the girls started cooking. By the time dinner was served they had all calmed down and were actually laughing. They continued to talk and joke all through dinner. After they had all finished, the table was cleared and they started playing cards. Rocco decided he didn't want to play and went and crashed on the couch. Murphy had the bright idea of playing poker but not for money. He didn't know what he was getting into. They had been playing for a while and the brother's only one a game a piece. The girls didn't lose. "Are ye two cheatin ova there?" The girls laughed at the brother's. "Now why would ye think we were cheatin o meu santo?" Patricia was trying to play sweet and innocent as she spoke to Murphy. Connor stared at Shayla waiting for her response to the accusation. She knew they wanted them to admit they were cheating but it wasn't going to happen. "I don't know about all 'o ye but I'm tired. I think I'm gonna turn in fer tha night." Patricia nodded and they both got up and headed to their bedroom. The guys joined them a few moments later. They all got into bed and fell right to sleep from all of the excitement of the day.

The next morning, both sets of twins got up bright and early. The girls let the guys shower first then they finally had their chance. Rocco was still sleeping while they all got ready. The guys were sitting in the kitchen with Shayla when Patricia walked in fully showered and dressed. "Ye need ta get Roc up." She walked past everyone and got a cup of coffee and sat next to her sister. The brothers looked at each other. They had devilish smiles on their faces. The girls knew they were going to do something to Rocco. Murphy got up first heading to the sink. Connor got up and limped into the living room. Murphy joined him with a tall glass of ice cold water. The girls were giggling as they got up and stood at the doorway to the living room. Murphy poured the entire glass over Rocco's face causing him to jump off the couch. "What the fuck! Why the fuck did you two micks fucking do that?" He was yelling at Connor and Murphy as they were hysterically laughing. The girls were practically rolling on the floor. Rocco walked off into the bathroom grabbing his bag and cursing under his breath and slammed the door behind him. A few minutes later he came out in clean clothes. "Alright Roc were goin ta church. Move yer ass an let's go." The girls were already heading out the door when Connor finally said where they were going."

Rocco drove them to the church complaining the whole time about how early it was. They pull up to the church and the twins get out and head for the doors. They walk in together and head for a back pew. Connor and Murphy sat at one end of the pew and Shayla and Patricia sat at the other end. They stayed deep in prayer not even realizing that Connor got up.

Murphy, Patricia and Shayla all finished praying as Connor stormed out of the church. Shayla and Patricia shared a wondering glance. The three walked to the front and were met by Rocco. He swung his arm around Murphy's shoulder "The Lord works in mysterious ways." They were very confused about what happened. They walked out with Rocco trying to catch up with Connor. They stepped out of the church and saw Connor walking down the block. They started to follow him. Shayla decided to run ahead of the group as Rocco explained what happened. She caught up with Connor. She was the only one that didn't know what happened in the church. She quickly caught up with Connor. "Hey Conn what happened?" She got a good look at his face and he was pissed. Connor told her everything that was said and what Rocco did. Now Shayla was pissed. The rest of the group caught up with them. Shayla turned to Rocco and punched him in the arm and walked away. "Ouch! What was that for?!" "Me sister doesn't take very kindly ta things like what ye did in tha church." Murphy wanted to shed a little more light on Connor and Shayla. "Aye. Both Shay an Conn are tha same when it comes ta church. Just give 'em some time. They'll calm down." Rocco hung his head in shame. Patricia ran to catch up with Connor and Shayla. "I'm hungry let's go get some breakfast then we can figure out what to do about Smecker." They both nodded in agreement and Patricia told Murphy and Rocco the plan.

They made their way to their usual diner. They walked in and were seated immediately. They sat there at first in silence. Connor and Shayla seemed to still be pissed off. The waitress came over and took their orders. Patricia hated the silence so she decided to speak up. "Alright ye two, enough with the pissy attitudes. What are we gonna do about Smecker?" Shayla glared at her sister. "What do ye mean we? The guys are tha ones that do." Patricia nodded her agreement. Connor who had put a lot of thought into the situation had an idea. "Well we could tell him tha truth and he could possibly help us." Murphy was in full agreement. Rocco didn't care either way. "So when we get out 'o 'ere we'll call 'im. Also I think we should hit Papa Joe's tanight. " They all agreed.

They finished eating and left the diner. The guys went straight to a pay phone to call Smecker. They let him know what their plan was. After they were done they all headed back to the girls apartment. The guys got their guns and everything ready and they walked out. That left the girls alone in the apartment. "Shay I think we should tell Smecker about us." "Ye know Pat I was thinkin tha same thing." "Let's call him and have him meet with us." Shayla nodded and grabbed her phone. She had him come to their place to talk.

A few minutes after their phone call there was a knock on the door. Shayla went and answered it. It was the agent. "Paul that was quick. Please come in." She moved to the side opening the door more for the agent. She escorted him to the kitchen where Patricia was sitting. He took a seat across form Patricia. "Could I get you anything?" "Coffee would be fine thank you. So you girls wanted to talk to me?" Shayla poured a cup placing it in front of the agent and sat next to her sister. "Paul I've known ye fer how long now?" "About five years I think. And I never heard you speak with an accent besides a New York one." He took a sip of coffee. "Aye that's true. Well the reason we called ya 'ere is cause we know yer helping tha MacManus boys." "The only way you could know that is if you're connected to them." The girls shared a look. Patricia responded first. "Ye can say that." "Okay girls what kind of trouble are you in?" They laughed at his thought. "Paul I'm gonna be honest with ya. Remember tha Avenging Angel's?" "Yeah I do. I still suspect they're alive cause we had a hit here in Boston the other day. I actually thought of calling you. But then again it could have been a copycat." The girls looked at each other again. "Believe me Paul it wasn't a copycat." Paul thought for a moment. Instantly like a light went off in his head he snapped his head up staring at the girls. "Are you frigging serious! You're the Angel's!" The girls nodded. "I should have pieced it together sooner. For five years you two were the ones making the streets of New York safer. In fact because of dealing with all of your cases it made it easier to help the brothers and their friend." The girls smiled at each other. Patricia laughed as she spoke to Paul. "See we did something else good besides takin out bad guys." "Paul I thought you were gonna figure us out. That's why we made it look like tha Angel's were killed and we came 'ere." "Shayla I never told you this but secretly I agreed with what you two were doing. I'm actually sorry I never did tell you." "Paul its fine. If you feel like ye need ta make it up or somethin do me a favor." "Anything to help out." Find out if anything is going on at Papa Joe's tanight. I want ta make sure tha guys aren't getting into trouble up there." "Okay I will. I'll call you if I find anything." The girls nodded and Paul left.

Translations:

Ta gra agam ort M'aingeal. (Gaelic)

I love you my angel.

Não penso que posso usar o ferro nele. (Portuguese)

I don't think I can use the iron on him.

Não se incomode porque nem pode eu. (Portuguese)

Don't worry because neither can I.

o meu santo – my saint (Portuguese)