AN: Alright guys here it is, chapter four. It's a lot shorter than I wanted it to be but I love the ending. Anywho, I hope that you guys enjoy it as well!

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jalenvictoriaxo: Aw thanks! So glad that you liked it!

FanFicGirl10: You'll see who came in at the end and I can't say who the guy was. It may or may not be reveled later, I'm not totally sure yet. Also about the brothers, well I'll just let you read!

hayleyjune13: So glad that you like it! And I know intense chapter but this one is too!

- Chapter Four -

"I'll see ya' later beautiful," the man growled in my ear as he let go off me. I slumped to the ground sobbing as he left the bar. That's when someone else walked in.

"What the fuck?"

I looked up to see my uncle walking towards me. "A ma-man came in. He ma-made me giv-give him al-all of the money. S-s-said that he would hu-hurt Murphy an-and Connor too if I didn't g-g-give it to him," I said through sobs. I heard the door open again and I looked up to see Eunice walk in.

I heard the tell tale sign of her bag hitting the floor and then the click of her heels. "What the hell happened?" she asked as she kneeled in front of me.

"S-s-said that a ma-man came in a-a-and robbed th-th-the bar," Uncle Doc replied. "Fuck! Ass!"

"It was an I-Italian. S-s-said that he wa-was g-g-gonna kill Murphy an-and Conn if I di-didn't give him the m-m-money," I told her.

"You see his face?" she asked me. I shook my head at her as tears still ran down my face. "You be able to recognize his voice?" I nodded. I would never forget his voice. "Let's get you cleaned up and I think a little bit of alcohol will do you good."

I shook my head. "I can't," I said placing a hand over my stomach.

"Shit, that's right. Well, let's still get you cleaned up," she said taking my arm and hauling me to my feet.

I was a bit unsteady but together we managed to get me upstairs to the bathroom. I walked into my room and all but collapsed onto my bed. Eunice shut the door and turned to face me.

"Alright girl, you gotta listen to me. I know that this whole thing has startled you but you got bigger problems than a robbery. You got a child and a husband who you have no idea where he is. You pull yourself together right now, like the woman I know you are," she said crossing her arms over her chest.

By the time that she had finished talking I had stopped crying. That's when her cell phone went off. She pulled it out and looked at it.

"I have to go back to the station but I want you cleaned up. I'm also calling your doctor. We're getting you a check up to make sure that your baby is okay," and with that she opened the door and stalked from the room.

I started after her with my mouth hanging open. I couldn't believe it, but she was right. I had to pull myself together. I stood and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and let the steam fill the room. I took my time in the shower, letting my tears mix with the water. It was the last time I was gonna cry about anything.

"Elliot?" my uncle called as I got out.

"I'll be out in a second!" I called back to him. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body. I then grabbed a second towel and wrapped my hair up in it. I walked into the apartment's kitchen and saw my uncle sitting at the table. "What's up?" I asked sitting at the table.

"Wh-what's this?" he asked holding up the pregency test.

I looked down at my hands. "I'm pregnant," I told my uncle as I looked up.

"H-how far a-a-along are ya? Fuck! Ass!" he asked.

"I don't know," I told him.

He stood wordlessly and went downstairs. I stood with a sigh and walked to my bed room. I grabbed out my favorite pair of pj bottoms and a tank top. I curled up in bed and quickly fell asleep.

I woke up with a groan. I stretched and heard my joints crack. That's when I heard it. The sound of laughter.

I quickly combed my hair back into a ponytail and walked from my bedroom. The sound only got louder as I walked down into the bar.

"Uncle Doc?" I called. The laughing stopped.

"Elliot," my uncle said as he came out of a back room. "I th-th-thought that you we-were asleep."

"I was but I woke up," I said as the laughing started up again. I looked over my uncle's shoulder to the back room. The door was closed but I could see the light coming for it.

"Hey Doc, when ya' come back make sure to bring more beer!"

I gasped. I would know that voice anywhere. I looked at my uncle and then back at the door. I pushed past my uncle and burst into the room.

"Murphy," I whispered meeting his electric blue eyes.

"Elliot," he whispered looking up at me.

"You're here," I whispered slowly walking over to him. Tears welled in my eyes. "You're actually here."

He stood and slowly started to walk towards me. "I am mon ange," (my angel FRENCH) he said as we reached each other.

I stared at him for a minute before I threw my arms around him. "Don't ever fucking do that to me again," I cried into his chest.

"I won't. I promise," he told me as he kissed my temple repeatedly.

"Well fuck. I'm her brother-in-law and I don't even get a fucking hello," I heard Connor say.

I rolled my eyes and pulled away from Murphy. "Hello Connor," I said sarcastically. I saw Connor roll his eyes at me and I smiled. I was back with my boys.

"I'm so happy to have you back mon ange," my husband told me.

"I love you Murph," I whispered standing on my tiptoes and pressing my lips to his. I pulled away and then it hit me.

"Oh my god. Cad é an ifreann atá tú dhá cinnirí fuck ag déanamh ar ais anseo?! Ná fhios agat go bhfuil an F.B.I tar éis duit dhá?" I yelled at them. Murphy and Connor had taught me how to speak their home language during those eight years we lived in Ireland. (Oh my god. What the hell are you two fuck heads doing back here?! Don't you know that the F.B.I are after you two? IRISH)

"Tá a fhios agat a bhí againn le teacht ar ais," Connor replied. (You know we had to come back. IRISH)

"Ní raibh ort teacht ar ais. Níor chóir duit a bheith. Níl sé sábháilte anseo. An Iodálaí atá tar éis duit. Is breá liom tú, an bheirt agaibh ach ní mór duit a fhágáil. Ní mór dúinn go léir a fhágái," I told them. (You didn't have to come back. You shouldn't have. It's not safe here. The Italians are after you. I love you, both of you but you need to leave. We all need to leave. IRISH) "Ba mhaith liom a fhios." (I would know. IRISH)

"Beidh gach rud grá a bheith maith," Murphy told me. He gripped my shoulders and looked into my eyes. (Love everything will be okay. IRISH)

"Murphy. I'm pregnant."

AN: So I love how this chapter ended. I think that it's perfect to keep you guys wanting more! Anywho plese reveiw! And go vote!

Also just going on a rant. Who else saw the episode of Walking Dead tonight? Gah So. Many. Feels. What did you think of it...and the lack of Daryl. That part pissed me off.