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Shayla woke up the next morning being held tightly by a snoring Connor. She quietly chuckled to herself as she tried to get out of his grip. "Where do ya think yer goin m'aingeal?" Connor kept his eyes closed as he held Shayla tighter, the sleep evident in his voice. Shayla giggled. "I can't sleep anymore o meu santo. I want ta get up an make some breakfast." Connor held her tighter and started kissing the back of her neck. Shayla started giggling again as she tried to wiggle out of the grip of his strong arms. Connor held her closer to him. "Now why can't we just stay in bed all day? Just you and me cuddled together in bed and maybe some more…" He started to trail off as Shayla turned to look at him and gave him a kiss. "I love you Connor but there is a lot to do taday." Connor grunted and released her. "Fine ya win aingeal." Shayla kissed him again and got out of bed. Connor followed behind.
Shayla went into the kitchen as Connor went into the bathroom. She started the coffee pot and pulled out what she was going to need to make breakfast. Connor walked into the kitchen and came up behind her, grabbing her around the waist, holding her close to him as he kissed her. "Are ya sure we can't just go back to bed?" He whispered into her ear as he kept kissing and nibbling down her neck. "That is just too temptin luv, but, we do have a lot ta do taday. Tha quicker we get things done, tha quicker we can have our fun." She turned in his arms facing him, placing her arms around the back of his neck. "Ye got a point there aingeal." He leaned down and kissed her. After a few moments they broke their kiss. Connor reached over Shayla and grabbed two coffee mugs and started pouring some for both of them. Shayla started cooking, making blueberry pancakes. "Hopefully this will wake tha two sleeping uglies." Connor started laughing at Shayla's made up word.
Patricia thought she was still dreaming when she smelled blueberry pancakes. She was starting to wake up more with the smell. She tried to make a move to get up but was trapped. Murphy not only was holding her tightly but had his leg over her trapping her legs. Her sudden movement made Murphy wake up slightly. "I smell something good." He spoke groggily. Patricia giggled. "Aye ya do Murph. I think Shay's up making breakfast already." Murphy grunted and held Patricia tighter. "I'm so torn. I don't want ta get up cause I want ta stay 'ere with ya but, that food just smells too good." Patricia started laughing as she turned to face him. "Murphy do ye always think with yer stomach?" Murphy feigned looking hurt. "I didn't just think with me stomach there. I was also thinking with me heart by not wantin ta get up." Patricia shook her head and gave him a kiss. "I think we should get out there before me sista and yer brother come in 'ere and pour water on us." Murphy grunted again. "Like tha would happen again." Patricia laughed more and started to get up.
Murphy and Patricia walked into the kitchen. Shayla and Connor were already sitting down eating. Connor looked up from his food. "Mornin." Shayla looked up and nodded to them. They both took a seat and started to dig in. "See Conn. I told ya it would wake 'em up." Connor started laughing. "Aye Shay ye were right."
Connor and Shayla finished eating first. They placed their plates in the sink and went and sat in the living room. Connor turned on the T.V. and was looking through the movie channels. Shayla made him stop on some old time karate movie. After a few minutes Murphy and Patricia joined them, sitting on the couch. As they were watching the movie Patricia turned to Shayla. "Shay we gonna get our cars taday right?" Shayla nodded. "Whenever ya want ta go we'll head out."
After some time everyone got ready to leave. They headed out and started walking in the opposite direction of where the girls parked the car. Connor realized this first. "Hey ya know tha car is back tha other way right?" Shayla turned around to look at him. "We're not driving there. We're taking tha train." Patricia finished Shayla's thought. "Aye it makes no sense ta be driving there when we're gettin two cars. Also if we were ta let one 'o you guys drive, ye would get lost cause ya wouldn't be able ta keep up with us." Connor nodded. "That makes sense." They continued on their way to the train station.
After about an hour of traveling on the trains from one end of Brooklyn to the other they finally reached a neighborhood that was pretty run down. There were more garages or as the girls called them chop shops than anything. Shayla pointed to one of the shops across the street. "That's it right there." They all headed over and the girls stopped suddenly in front of the guys. They both turned to look at them. Patricia was the first to speak. "Listen let us do all tha talkin." Shayla continued. "These people aren't all that trusting if they don't know ya. Give em' some time and things will be cool." The guys both nodded in unison.
They entered through a heavy metal door next to a roll up gate. You can hear typical noises that would be in a car shop. Shayla quickly looked around. There was only one person there working on a car. Shayla looked to her sister and smiled. They both knew who this person was. The girls both turned to the guys telling them to be quiet as they followed. They crept up on him. Shayla had to be the one to scare him. "Don't ya evea take a break?!" She yelled causing him to jump. He started to stand up straight as he spoke. He is about six feet tall with a stocky build and medium complexion. "What the fuck…" He trailed off as he looked at the sisters. "Holy shit! Shayla, Patricia what are you two doing here?" He wiped his hands on his pants and grabbed Shayla into a tight hug then Patricia. "Hey Joey. What's new?" Patricia was smiling at him as she spoke. "Same shit Pat…" He pointed to the brothers. "…Who are they?" Shayla turned to Connor and Murphy encouraging them closer. She turned back to Joey as she pointed to each brother when she spoke. "Allow us ta introduce ya ta Connor and Murphy MacManus." She turned back to Connor and Murphy. "Guys this is Joel Diaz. He's kinda like our little brother." They shook hands. Patricia started laughing. "Hey Shay, I'm not that much younger than you." Patricia ruffled his hair "Okay enough actin like a child. Where's Toni?" Joey turned to Patricia. "She's in the office." The girls nodded and headed to the back where the office is. Shayla turned back to Joel. "Ye should come by tha apartment lata so we can catch up." He nodded and went back to working on the car.
As they walked to the office Patricia turned to the guys. "I promise we will explain everything later." They nodded. Shayla walked ahead and knocked on the door. A muffled voice could be heard on the other side. "Come in." Shayla walked in first, with Patricia and the brothers close behind. As they walked in there was a woman sitting behind a desk looking over plans for a race car. She was slightly on the chubby side, with shoulder length blood red hair. From how she looked sitting in the chair, you can tell she was taller than the sisters. Shayla looked back at Patricia briefly then turned back towards the desk in front of her. "What tha fuck. Ya don't want ta acknowledge me presence?" At her voice the woman behind the desk shot her head up. She stood, looking right at Shayla. "I can't believe you came back." She moved forward and gave Shayla a hug, then the same to Patricia. Shayla smiled. "Well believe it Toni." Toni looked to the brothers. "Who are they?" She asked pointing at Connor and Murphy. Patricia addressed the question as she placed her hand on each brother as she spoke. "This 'ere is Connor and Murphy MacManus…" She turned to the brothers. "…I'd like ye ta meet Toni." The three shook hands. She looked between the four of them. "Please come in and take a seat."
Shayla briefly looked around the room before she sat down on one of the chairs in front of the desk. "Where's tha rest o' tha crew?" "I sent them to go and pick up some more parts. They should be back soon." Shayla and Patricia nodded as Toni continued. "So what brings you to my fine establishment?" Patricia leaned forward. "We need our cars." Toni looked between the girls then opened a draw and pulled out two sets of keys and tossed them on the desk. Both sets had a lone key on it with a keychain. The keychain was gold and had angel wings etched on one side and a letter for each sister on the other. "Here you go. They're under the tarps in the back." The girls took the keys and put them in their pockets. Shayla looked up at Toni again. "Thanks. We owe ya a lot fer helping us." Toni waved her off. "Shayla don't give me that shit. You owe me nothing. I have always been there to help both of you because I believe in what you do. And you're so much apart of my own little rag tag family here." Shayla and Patricia started smiling when the door to the office burst open and two guys and a girl walked in.
Everyone in the office looked up at the door as the three entered the room. They were Miguel, Tommy and Melissa. Miguel is the biggest, standing a little over 6 feet, strong muscular build with short black hair and dark brown eyes. Tommy is almost Miguel's height, a bit more on the skinny side with long brown hair tied back into a pony tail and brown eyes. Melissa is the same height and build as Patricia with long black hair and blue eyes. Shayla stood up to greet her friends. "Well, if it ain't tha three stooges." The biggest of the three stepped forward and picked Shayla up into a hug. "Shayla I've missed you so much!" Shayla laughed. "I've missed ya too Miguel. But please, put me down!" Miguel laughed and gently put her down then went and hugged Patricia. The sisters finished greeting everyone. Connor and Murphy stood up to introduce themselves. They all shook hands and sat back down. There weren't enough seats so Patricia sat on Murphy's lap and Shayla sat on Connor's lap.
Melissa turned to the twins. "So what brought you guys back here?"
Shayla smiled. "Why do ya think we came back?"
Everyone nodded. Miguel turned to Shayla. "We fixed up the cars a bit. I test drove yours and its a lot faster now." Shayla smiled and nodded at him. "Well let's go take a look shall we." They all got up and headed back into the shop.
As they walked through the shop Joel stopped working and joined them. They walked into a back area where there were two cars covered by tarps and two high performance motorcycles. Toni turned to both girls. "The one on the left is yours Shay and the other one is your Pat." The girls nodded and walked over to the two cars. They both reached for the tarps and pulled them at the same time. They looked over their cars then at each others. Shayla's car was an iridescent blue that looked purple in some lights, Ford Mustang SVT Cobra. Patricia's car was a deep midnight blue, Acura NSX. Shayla turned back to everyone. "You guys did a new paint job?" Tommy stepped forward. "Well we figured that the engines and everything else got an update, why not the paint job." Shayla was checking under the hood to see what was new there as Patricia spoke. "Thank ye so much. They look great. Now let's see how they run." She turned to her sister next. "I think we should go an see Brendan." Shayla closed the hood of her car and nodded to her sister. "Aye yer right." Shayla walked over to Toni and the rest of the group. "Thanks fer everything. We will call ya lata." Toni nodded. "Oh girls, one more thing." She handed them a pair of walkie talkies. "They make life easier." Shayla took one and tossed the other to her sister. They all said their goodbyes and headed for their cars. Connor stayed with Shayla while Murphy was with Patricia. They pulled out of the shop and headed for their next destination.
They got to the end of the block and stopped at a red light. Shayla got on the walkie talkie to her sister. "Pat let's have a race. Tha last one ta Brendan's place buys drinks." Patricia was heard laughing. "Yer on Shay." The girls started revving up their cars waiting for the light to turn green. On green both cars took off speeding down the block. They raced all the way to their destination. What would have normally taken about a half an hour to get to only took ten minutes. Shayla slowed down the quaint block first and parked the car. A few moments later Patricia pulled up and parked behind her. "Damn it Shay! Yer car is faster than mine." Shayla started laughing. "No Pat its cause yer a slow ass driver." Connor and Murphy stood back laughing as the two girls bickered about the race. They finally ended their argument and started to walk towards the houses.
They stopped in front of an old looking house. It looks like the original color must have been yellow but years of no upkeep the paint is peeling and weather beaten. The girls turn down the walk way and head for the front door. The guys are close behind. Shayla rang the doorbell in a pattern. They stood back and waited for the door to open. After a few moments a man opens the door. He looks older then the girls, but you can clearly tell he's Irish. He has reddish brown hair and blue eyes. Medium build but very tall. He pauses for a moment as he looks at the girls. "Well if it ain't me two favorite customers." The girls giggle. "Are ye gonna make us stand 'ere on tha porch or are ya gonna let us in?" Shayla took a step forward as she spoke. Brendan stopped her. "I'll let ye in if ya tell me who they are." He pointed at Connor and Murphy. Patricia stepped forward. "Excuse me sister's rudeness. I think she forgot her manners. They are our friends. Brendan this is Connor and Murphy. Guys Brendan. Now that we're all acquainted may we please come in?" Brendan smiled and stepped aside for them to enter.
They all step inside and Brendan leads the way down to the basement. As they descend the stairs the guys get a look at the one large room. It's full wall to wall with guns, knives, swords and ammo of every kind. Brendan stood in the middle of the room and turned to the four. "Have fun." Murphy and Shayla went straight to the knives and swords, while Connor and Patricia started looking at the different guns. Shayla grabbed a katana off of the rack and started inspecting it. Brendan walked over to her. "If ya want ye can go to the backyard and try it out." Shayla smiled up at him. "Thanks Bren, but I'm good." She walked off to start looking at the guns. Murphy had grabbed a knife that was a little bigger than the other one that he had and joined the girls and his brother by the guns. They each got new guns and gave money to Brendan for what they got. Brendan gave them two duffle bags big enough for all their stuff. They said their goodbyes and headed back to the cars.
Patricia turned to Shayla as they were walking. "So ye got a new sword?" Shayla smiled triumphantly. "Aye I did. This one I can actually rig that I can carry it with me, concealed when we go on a job." Patricia laughed and turned her attention to Murphy. "And ye got a new knife?" Murphy nodded. "It's bigger than me other one. But, I see ye and me brother didn't get any stupid fuckin rope." Now was Shayla's turn to laugh. Connor spoke in defense to the rope talk. "We don't need it now." Murphy smiled and kept walking. Happy that it was something he didn't have to lug around with him. They reached the cars and got in heading home.
It was getting dark by the time they reached the apartment. They parked the cars and headed up. They get in and are sitting in the living room. They all agree that they're hungry. Shayla suggests ordering out. "Why don't we just get pizza?" Everyone agrees and Patricia orders from her favorite place. Less than a half hour later their pizza shows up.
They decide to sit in the living room and eat. They each had a beer and started to dig in. Murphy brought up the promise the girls made earlier. "So are ye gonna tell us about yer friends?" Patricia smiled and set down her slice of pizza. "Well Joey is more like family. Our Auntie Brea took him in when he was just a kid. She's been tha one ta raise him. So, when we came along he kinda became like our little brother." Shayla started to giggle as Patricia continued. "As for tha rest of tha crew, Shayla should be tha one ta tell ye about 'em. They were her friends first." Shayla put down her pizza and looked at her sister. "They are yer friends to ya know." Patricia nodded as Shayla continued. "They were tha first group of people that I met when we first came 'ere. Throughout tha years they've helped us and been there when we needed them." Patricia continued Shayla's thought. "They were there for tha creation of tha Angel's and everything. They helped us when it came to finding information and keeping us safe." Shayla nodded at her sister and continued where her sister left off. "Now fer tha confusin part…" She giggled and looked at her sister. "…Toni, Miguel, and Tommy are cousins but, not blood. Toni is Irish just like us. She was adopted by a Spanish family when she was a baby. And for Melissa, she's a tag along like Pat and me." The guys nodded and Connor spoke up. "So they're good people?" The girls smiled.
They had finished eating, cleaned up and was sitting in the living room watching T.V. They had started to get into a movie when the doorbell rang. Shayla and Patricia looked at each other and Patricia got up to answer. A few moments later she walks back into the living room with Joel. Shayla got up and rushed over to him to give him a hug. "I knew ye would come by." Joel smiled. "Yeah I couldn't stay away." He turns to the brothers and shook their hands. They all sat back down with Joel sitting between the sisters. He looks between the girls. "Can we talk in private? I have something to tell you concerning your job." The girls looked at each other then back at Joel and laughed. Shayla put her hand on his shoulder. "Don't ye worry Joey. We're amongst friends 'ere." He looked at her confused for a moment. Patricia felt the need to set things straight. "I know news has reach here about something that happened in Boston." Joel looked between the brothers for a moment and as if a light bulb went off above he head he realized what Shayla and Patricia was talking about. "You mean to tell me…they're the Saints?" Everyone nodded. "Okay so there is no need to talk in private now so I will continue." Everyone laughed at his realization. "Well we have a slight problem brewing but I don't know all of the info yet." He turns to Shayla to make a point. "Which means don't go running off and do something just yet." Shayla threw her hands up in defense. "There's something brewing with a Yakuza family around here. As I said I don't know all of the info yet but there is something big. They have been forcing a lot of the regulars out of here." Murphy wanted to finally put his two cents in and spoke for all of them. "Well we're 'ere ta help. Any information ye find please tell us." Joel nodded at him.
Joel stayed for awhile and they were all drinking and laughing. Shayla and Patricia had silently agreed to finally tell the guys the rules about their stay in New York. Patricia was the one that spoke for both of them. "Guys, one thing. We do a job together we have to make it an Angel's hit. Things have to go our way with this." Murphy looked at her then at Connor and was about to protest. Connor cut him off before he can say anything. "We agree. It is ta help Smecker more than anything." Shayla remembered something that they had to do and said it out loud. "Pat we need ta go an see Tom tamorrow." "Aye Shay, yer right. Guys yer gonna have ta stay 'ere when we go." Connor turned to Shayla. "Who's Tom?" Shayla giggled. "No need ta get jealous o meu santo. We're gonna go and see out old supervisor, Detective Thomas Daley. Find out what's been goin on since we left." Both Connor and Murphy nodded in understanding.
It was getting late. Joel got up and said goodbye to Connor and Murphy as Shayla and Patricia walked him to the door. They both gave him a hug and he turned to walk out the door. He stopped short and turned back to them. "One last thing. You should go and see your aunt. She's been worried about you guys." The girls nodded and spoke in unison. "We'll see her tamorrow." The girls closed the door and headed back to the living room. Shayla started to yawn as she walked in. "I think it's time we head ta bed guys. I'm gettin tired 'ere." The guys nodded and they all headed to bed.
A/N: I hate transition chapters and having to give background on new characters in the middle of a story…lol…Chapter 15 and this one are just that. I think chapter 17 will be too...lol...All this chapter is for is to just fill in some background on the who's who in the New York lives of the girls. I can understand if you the reader didn't like either chapter. I wrote the damn thing and I still don't like them. Next chapter is going to be a little fluffy. But I do promise some really interesting stuff coming up soon. And yes I do have the girl's kind of switch personalities. Shayla is a lot more comfortable and really enjoys being in New York, where Patricia enjoys Boston more.