AN: Don't own The Black Donnellys just in case anyone got confused. Oh, and I'm ignoring anything that may or may not have happened between Jenny and Jimmy, okay?

And thank you so much for the reviews.

Does anyone know what's up with the Document Manager? I'll be lucky if I can update with that thing screwing up.

Brigit opened the unlocked door to the Firecracker Lounge, still in her nursing scrubs. She expected to find at least two Donnelly brothers, being rowdy, behind the door, especially since she'd agreed to meet Kevin there, but instead found the bar to still be a mess from the night before. She found only one Donnelly brother though, asleep on the pool table, with Joey Ice Cream asleep under it. She held back a laugh.

Brigit moved over towards the pool table, and gently patted Jimmy's cheek, "Wake up Sleeping Beauty, you've got a bar to clean up."
He began to toss and turn, resisting her urging to wake up, but finally gave into her voice, "Brigit? What are you doin' here?"
"Came to see if I missed anything interesting last night," she looked around, "Looks like I did."
He smiled, "You missed a lot more than you know."
"Do tell," she said as moved aside the beer bottles and hoped up, sitting on the pool table next to his head.
"Hello?"
"Whose that?" Jimmy looked around, finally realizing the voice was coming from under the pool table – they both leaned forward.
"What are you doin' here? This is a bar, not a place to sleep!"
Brigit raised an accusing eyebrow at Jimmy when Joey answered with, "I was just resting my eyes."

Jimmy grabbed an almost empty bottle of wine, offering it to both his companions who both refused to which he called them both "wusses."

Brigit, in response, hit Jimmy for the insult but all was forgotten when they heard a cell phone ringing and Joey and Jimmy followed the noise all the way down the stairs. Brigit was too comfortable or lazy or both to get up and follow them just yet.

She heard Jimmy say, "I know whose phone it is. It's Louie Downtown's," as she finally made her way down the stairs.
"You think he dropped it when you had him tied up down here?"
Jimmy saw her in the corner of his eye, "When who had who tied up down where?"
Thankfully for him, Joey caught on, "No idea."
"Right," she crossed her arms, "Like I don't know what goes on around here. Like I even care."

They all went back upstairs and both Brigit and Joey sat at the bar, with Jimmy behind it, going through Joey's phone, trying to figure out the codes.

"Jimmy, I don't care about that! Tell me what happened last night!" Brigit whined.
"You whine just like Kevin... speaking of Kevin, get him down here," Jimmy ordered Joey and turned to Brigit, "Dokey held Tommy, Jenny, and me hostage in the basement. Kevin split so it was just us down there... Long story short, Dokey doesn't think we killed Huey anymore thanks to Louie."
"Kevin says you've got to go over there if you want his help," Joey cut in.

Jimmy sighed and signaled for everyone to follow him. Brigit figured there wasn't much else she could do – she wasn't going to hang around an empty, dirty bar when she could at least be with Kevin even if he'd be busy decrypting codes for Jimmy.

On the way over there, Brigit asked, "So anything else happen last night?"
"Uh, yeah, Jenny went home with Samson," Jimmy threw out like it was nothing, which is what he thought it was.
Brigit stopped, "What?!"
Joey turned, "What's the big deal? She can do what she wants, it's not like she has a husband to answer to."
"What's the big deal?! The big deal is she was with Tommy the night before! That's the big deal! The big deal is I can't be mad at her because she's supposed to be my friend, I'm supposed to be around and support her! How can I when I don't agree with anything she does?! I have to act nice and like I care when all I'll really be doing is thinking about how hurt Tommy must feel!"
Jimmy waved it off, "Tommy's a big boy, he can handle it. Don't get so wound up about nothin'."

When they finally arrived at the Donnellys', she forgot about Jenny when she saw Kevin. She kissed him but let him go off with Joey and Jimmy into the other room; she smirked every time she heard them giggling like little school girls.

She was happy to sit with Sean and Helen, especially now that neither were sitting in a hospital ward.

Jimmy and Joey said quick goodbyes on their way out the door and Kevin came out to join the rest of his family in the living room.

Jenny Riley walked into the Firecracker Lounge as Jimmy was finishing a call. He quickly hung up and called out after her. He figured since Brigit wouldn't be able to express how she truly felt about Jenny's actions, he could do it for her.

"Good times last night, huh?"
"Sure Jimmy, if that's what you call a good time."
He smiled, "Nah, I don't mean the part about Dokey holdin' us hostage in the basement and almost chopping off our toes – that sucked. I mean the last time I saw you. ...You know it's funny, I never would have known you were married. Does Samson know?"
Jenny chose not to respond to the comment and turned to leave, "Just tell Tommy I was here, okay?"
"I'll be sure to tell Tommy- I mean Samson- I mean Tommy. I'm sorry, I made a mistake. Anyone can make a mistake, right?" he called out, letting himself get a little too caught up in his emotions.
Joey came over to him, "Did I miss somethin'?"
"Yeah, our guy can waste fifteen years of his life on a backstabbin', open her legs for any dumbass bread man, whore," he took a shot.
"You're talkin' 'bout Tommy, right?"
"Shut up," he got his coat to leave, "Time to start collecting our money."

Jimmy didn't want to talk about it anymore and he told Joey that. He wasn't sure why but the whole thing didn't make him feel right. He'd always felt torn between Jenny and Brigit... who always ended up with another Donnelly, never him.

He was getting sick of that.

Brigit stuck around the Donnelly place while Helen and Kevin went out shopping. She'd figured she could keep an eye on Sean and on Helen's casserole in the oven.

She hadn't even realized she had fallen asleep until the two came home, bickering as always. Kevin left quickly and didn't come back inside until Tommy came home.

She looked up and realized Tommy was stealing Helen's fresh from the oven food.

"What are you doing?" both she and Kevin asked the same time.
Tommy looked up, showing absolutely no guilt, "Takin' the casserole."
"Keep an eye on Ma," Tommy ordered and left as quickly as he had come.

Kevin agreed to do so and fell back onto the couch.

"Hey, did you hear any weird noises earlier? Like someone breakin' in?"
Brigit's eyes grew wide, "What? No, I didn't hear anything, I was asleep. Why? Did someone break in?"
"No," Kevin shook his head, trying to reassure both her and himself. "Has Sean been sleepin' this whole time?"

She nodded but she didn't want to think about Sean – no offense to him – she just wanted to take advantage of the semi-alone time she had with Kevin. So she pulled his arm around her shoulder, which he smiled at, and cuddled up next to him.

After a while there was another knock at the door and Helen answered it but Kevin being his curious self got up and followed her. Brigit heard Helen scold him and he came back, looking defeated.

"Who is it?"
"It's Kim. Ma's telling her Sean's sleeping," he sighed.
Brigit furrowed her brows, "Why's Sean ignoring her?"

Kevin didn't have an answer for her but he got up to go check on the two women outside the front door, just to make sure his mother didn't kill Kim for whatever reason.

Eventually, Kevin came back to Brigit's side, "She wanted me to give Sean a message. But I told her I wouldn't... Ma doesn't want Kim around."
"Where the Hell's my casserole?"
Kevin kept quiet but Brigit didn't, "Tommy stole it."
"Kevin, that was for Seany! Why didn't you stop him?"

Kevin shrugged and Mrs. Donnelly made her way to check on her youngest son, leaving Kevin and Brigit to themselves.

She cuddled closer to him, "So if we get married, do you want kids?"
He was almost shocked how quickly she jumped into the topic she seemed to hesitant to the night before, "If? What do you be if? When we get married, sure, I'd like kids."
"How many? I'm thinking at the most three and hopefully we'll have at least one girl because I don't want to raise four or more Donnelly boys – I don't know how your mother does it."
Helen came back out of Sean's room, shaking her head, "I don't know how I do it either."

But she went back into the kitchen, trying to solve the dinner problem since Tommy had run off with her previous plan.

Kevin ignored the comments from both women and lowered his voice, "A boy and a girl sound nice. Let's hope they have your looks."
"Why? If they looked like you, they'd be adorable!"
Kevin gave up trying to be quiet, "What did I tell you about calling me cute?"
"I didn't call you cute," she reasoned but went back to whispering, "I said they would be adorable if they look like you. Totally different."
"Whatever," he grumbled.
She settled back against him, "As long as they don't have your 'luck' we'll be fine."

When dinner was almost ready, Helen asked Brigit to go get Sean up. Brigit headed towards the door Helen had come out of earlier and knocked.

"Ma, come on, leave me alone."
Brigit pushed the door open slightly, "Sean, it's me, Brigit."
She kneeled next to his bed, "Hey, are you all right? Dinner's almost ready."
Sean knew he didn't need to censor himself with Brigit, "It's just... I'm scared that..."
"It's about your face, isn't it?"

He nodded.

She smiled, "Sean, just listen to me – I know what I'm talking about. If you think you had a problem with girls before all this, it'll be nothing to what it's going to be like now. With those scars, honestly, you're going to have to beat them off with a stick! But thankfully you have three older brothers to protect you. Hell, maybe you can throw Tommy and Jimmy a girl or two because we both know their current ones aren't working out too well. But if you throw Kevin a girl, I swear those scars will be the least of your problems."
Sean laughed, "I wouldn't dare. He's already got his hands full with you."

She shot him a warning look and he followed her out to the kitchen.

"Put another plate out," Helen demanded from down the hall as Brigit exited Sean's room.
Kevin didn't move, "He doesn't want anyone seein' him lookin' like a cyclops."
Sean emerged, "I heard that."
"Kevin Donnelly!" Brigit practically shrieked and slapped the back of Kevin's head on her way to the seat on the other side of him.
"I'm just kiddin'. You look like half a cyclops," he tried to defend himself but couldn't when Sean hit him as well.
"Hey! Can you guys just lay off?" Kevin pouted.

Helen put what she made on Sean's plate.

Kevin looked up, "What about me?"
"Have another piece of bread," Helen said emotionlessly.
"That's not fair."
"You should have thought of that when you let Tommy steal my casserole," Helen reasoned.

Brigit tried to hold back her laughter.

Helen went back into the kitchen, "Go out and eat! You haven't been out of my hair all day!"
"I don't want to go out."
"Have some squash."
"I don't like squash " Kevin whined, "I don't even like saying it."

Helen ignored his protests and put some squash on his plate.

"This is great mom," Sean said proudly, rubbing it in Kevin's face.

Kevin shot his younger brother a death glare and Brigit again laughed.

"Come on, we'll go out and get something. Then you can head over to the Firecracker and I can go to work, okay?"
Kevin looked at her and she added in a whisper, "Sean can watch your mother. Please."
Kevin nodded, "All right Ma, you win. I'm leaving."

He signaled to Sean to watch over Helen and Sean got the message. Helen kissed both Kevin and Brigit on their way out.

Kevin grabbed Brigit's hand, to make sure she was there, to make sure that she was safe. After they ate, he made sure he walked her to work – no one was going to take her from him.