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" And how is our favorite gun dealer today?" Murphy asked as they walked into the shop later that afternoon. He hopped on the counter and watched Jared as he unpacked some new supplies.

" Your sister okay?" Connor asked. Jared sighed and looked at the brothers. Connor was leaning against the counter, his hands linked together. Murphy's legs were dangling over the edge of the counter and his hands were in the pockets of his jacket as he looked at Jared.

" I don't know, man." He said. " She said she is."

" Did she tell you what happen?" Murphy asked.

" Not really but kind of. She has bruises all over her arms and she admitted that someone, I guess a boyfriend or something, tried to strangle her. She said he's out of the country right now and doesn't even know she left." Jared said.

" Whoa, that's some heavy shit, man." Murphy said. Jared nodded.

" Yeah it is. But it's strange because my sister has a good head on her shoulders. I can't image her being involved with someone who'd put his hands on her. She's small but she's tough."

" Well, everyone falls into bad stuff from time to time." Connor said. Jared nodded and went back to the packages he was looking through.

" Yeah I guess. I didn't even know she was dating anyone and I thought we told each other everything."

" She's away from the guy that's all that matters, now. And if that guy comes after her, you know you have us. We live next door so we are going to notice if shit's happening." Murphy said.

" Thanks but I'm sure it's over with now." Jared said.

" She didn't happen to tell you the fellar's name, did she?" Connor asked. Jared shook his head.

" No and she won't. She says it's over so I'm going to go on that." Jared said.

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It was late at night, that night, and Jillian couldn't sleep. She knew her brother wanted to ask her more questions but he didn't and she was grateful. She didn't want to talk about what happen, she didn't want to talk about him. She was laying in the bed in the extra room, knowing she won't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she kept seeing his face. She kept seeing what he had done in front of her, hearing the other man scream. It was around midnight when she finally kicked the blanket off and decided to get dressed.

Murphy was sitting on their back stairs, smoking his last smoke for the night. They had just gotten in from Doc's and he wasn't ready for bed yet. He leaned back on the stairs and took a long drag as movement from Jared's backyard caught his attention. He leaned forward and watched as Jared's sister walked through the yard to the swing set. She sat on one of the swings and took a hold of the chains.

Jillian stared at the ground as she pushed herself lightly on the swing. The night air was warm and felt good against her skin. She had pulled her hair up into a bun since no one would see her neck. She had slipped on a tight fitting, black, long sleeve shirt and jeans. She let her black vans drag across the ground as she sighed.

" You want some company?" Murphy's voice startled her, making her look up quickly. " I meant you earlier today but didn't get to really introduce myself. I'm Murphy, a friend of your brothers." Jillian forced a smile as she reached up and pull her hair down.

" Yeah, I remember." She said. She started running her fingers through her hair.

" You want some company or you want to swing by yourself tonight?" He asked.

" Be my guest." She said. He slipped into the swing next to her and they were quiet for a few minutes before she sighed. " So you're friends with my brother then?" Murphy nodded as he took another drag.

" Yeah. My brother and I have been friends with him for well over a year now." Murphy said. She nodded.

" Jared's a good guy." She said. They fell into silence again for a while before he spoke again.

" So you're from Ohio, right? Isn't that where all the amish are from?" Murphy asked.

" Yeah, I guess so." She said. He smiled at her then.

" Jared never said he was amish." Jillian laughed and looked at him.

" We aren't amish." She said. Murphy shrugged as he took another drag.

" I was thinking you didn't look amish." She laughed again and looked away.

" Not everyone who lives there is amish, you know." She said.

" Well have you ever been amish?" Murphy asked.

" Is that a serious question?" She asked as she looked at him. Murphy tried not to smile as he looked away again. He took the last drag of his smoke.

" I guess not." He said. She burst into laughter and looked away. He smiled as he put his smoke out.

" No, we have never been amish." Jillian said.

" I was just kidding anyway. You look like you needed to laugh." He said. She smiled again.

" Yeah, I did. Thanks." She said.

" You gonna be staying long?" He asked.

" I think so." She said as she started playing with the hem of her shirt. " I have to figure some things out first, make sure everything in my life is okay then start looking for a job." Murphy nodded without looking at her.

" You know, if you need help, my brother and I are here. Jared is our best friend. We take care of him, he takes care of us." Murphy said. Jillian tensed up and frowned.

" I don't even think the Saints of Boston could help me." She said softly. Murphy looked at her quickly. She shook her head and stood up. " Well, it's been nice talking to you but I think I need to go to bed. My brother said you come over every morning so I guess I will see you then." She said as she looked at him.

" Yeah, you will." He said. She nodded as she smiled slightly.

" Thanks for the laugh. Good night." She said.

" Goodnight." He answered. He stayed on the swing as she turned and started towards the house. He frowned as he watched her walk away. ' I don't think the Saints of Boston could help me.' What the hell was that supposed to mean, he asked himself.