AN: So I totally thought that this chapter wasn't gonna get finished but then I decided to end it a lot sooner than I was thinking so it's all good! Anywho please enjoy and remember to review!
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FanFicGirl10: I only keep doing awful things to Elliot because I would have no story if I didn't! I'm not sure about the babies, I haven't decided yet. And I haven't really decided on what's really gonna happen between the not-so-happy couple afterr they reunite again.
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- Chapter Nine -
- Murphy's POV -
It was of Elliot. She was tied to a bed and naked. A gag was in her mouth. I could see the scars from after her near death experience eight years ago. I could see the glint of her wedding ring and the locket that she still wore around her neck. I could also see blood running down her arms, on her stomach, and between her legs. I flipped the note over and read the Italian on the back. 'Erin Go Bragh' potrebbe significare tua moglie non sopravvive.' ('Erin go Bragh' might mean your wife doesn't survive. ITALIAN).
"Murph," Connor said, his voice sounding broken.
"Any motherfucker who touched her or had anything to do with this is fucking dead."
Conn met my eyes and nodded. I could see the pain in his eyes and I knew that he felt responsible for this. He was the one who made us stay away from her. "I thought she'd be safe, not getting wrapped up into what we were doing again. I've only made it worse haven't I?"
That's when the phone rang. Romeo walked over to it and picked it up. "Hello?" he asked. "Having a stare down, we found something you might want to see ASAP." There was a pause, but I never looked away from my brother. "Alright. I'll let them know. See you soon."
"Who was it Rome?" I asked, my gaze never wavering.
"Eunice. Said that she and the boys would be here soon. I suggest you make amends before they get here," he told us before turning and walking down to the bar.
"Murph, you know that I love her like a sister. I only wanted her safe. I thought that by keeping her away we would protect her. I thought that by no one knowing about her she would be better off. I had no idea that anyone knew. I'm sorry."
"I know," I told him.
"Together?" he asked. I knew what he was asking without him even having to say it. I knew that he wanted to help get whoever took Elliot.
"Ní bheadh sé bheith mar an gcéanna gan tú dheartháir," (It wouldn't be the same without you brother. GAELIC) I told him.
Connor let out a sigh of relief then but I could still see the pain in his eyes. "Well should we give the boys a proper greeting then?" I knew he was trying to distract me and I decided to let him have this one.
"I'm all for it," I told him.
"Great!" Connor said with a smile. He walked out of the room and down to the bar. I could hear him chatting with Romeo. I looked down at the picture in my hand.
I knew that this was my fault. If only I hadn't fallen in love with her. If only I could have told her no, that I didn't want her involved. But it was far too late for that. I prayed to God that she and the baby would be okay.
Once I finished praying I shoved the picture into my back pocket and walked down to the bar.
"Alright here's the plan," Connor said. He then proceed to tell me some big elaborate plan that he had come up. I tuned in and out to him only listening when I really needed to. I couldn't get the picture of Elliot out of my mind though.
That's when we heard a car door slam.
"Hide!" Rome hissed at us as he jumped off of his barstool. He leaned against the counter as we ducked behind the bar. Conn and I grabbed the soda hoses and prepared ourselves.
"What is this? What is this?" We heard Dolly yell. Then everything turned to chaos with the detectives and I couldn't tell who was saying what.
I stuck a cigarette into my mouth, lit it, and nodded to my twin. We jumped up and started to spray the three men with water.
There were shouts of protest and Eunice's laugh ringing around the room. We watched as Dolly fell to his knees. Once we stopped the three men looked at us.
"What the hell?" Duffy asked.
"What? Ya don't call. Ya don't fucking write," Connor said pointing a finger at them.
"You should be ashamed of yourselves!" I chimed in.
"Get the fuck outta here!" Green Beans cried.
Duffy pointed to Eunice and asked, "You knew all along?" She only laughed in response. From the corner of my eye I saw Conn look at her with puppy dog eyes.
"Fucking bitch! Thank God!" Dolly cried crawling over to Eunice and hugging her waist. She patted his head and smiled.
"Well, would you boys and lass like a drink?" Connor asked.
Once drinks were passed around we all took seats. Eunice handed over a file to Connor. "This the feller?" he asked looking at it.
"That's the feller," she replied. I looked over her at the picture of the man on the front. "He's a Sicilian immigrant, name of Ottilio Panza. He'll be front page news in the morning but we have to assume Yakavetta already knows we've ID'd his guy. We can't give him time to 'Plan B' us."
"We're hittin' him in 48 hours. That fast enough for ya'?" I asked. I knew that this motherfucker had something to do with kidnapping my lass and he was gonna fucking pay for it.
"Should be. Where's it gonna happen?" Eunice asked as the three detectives looked at us.
"The Pru," Conn told her taking a drag on his cigarette. I took a drag on my own then. It helped to slightly calm my nerves, but I still couldn't get that picture of Elliot out of my mind.
"The Prudential? What are you, cracked?" Dolly asked.
"Why don't you just do it on center ice at a fucking Bruin's game?!" Green Beans said.
"That's where the man is so that's where we're goin'," Connor told him. "No guts no glory, Green Beans."
I snuck a glance at Conn and he nodded. "In fact, we could use a few extra hands that is if you boys can still get your Irish on," I told them.
"Hey, I got balls for days, pally. I'm a fucking sack-o-matic," Greenly told us.
Connor in his drunken state laughed at the joke but I only cracked a small smile. I saw Eunice give me a look but I just took another drag on my cigarette.
"We're in," Dolly and Duffy said together before taking a swallow of their drinks.
"Well, you boys have fun," Eunice said then. "Connor, Murphy? Escort a lady to the door?" I jumped off my seat and looped her arm through mine.
"Y'sure you don't wanna hear the plan? I'm not tryin' ta brag or nothin'," Connor said trying to sound all cool and everything. It was a miracle that he didn't fucking kiss her right then and there.
"Aw, Jesus," I groaned.
"This one's a real Picasso," he told her before pointing a finger at me and saying, "Shout your hole."
She smiled and let out a small laugh. "I'd like to critique your masterpiece with a fresh eye. Besides, school night. Got some homework to do."
"What's the matter?" I asked her.
"Panza knew you guys were in there tonight and he just let it happen," she told us with a sigh. "If he's working for Yakavetta, why would he stand by and just watch all his guys get taken out?"
"You think maybe we got another fox in the hen house then?" Connor asked, his voice taking on a more serious tone that it had lacked only moments before.
"Starting ta look that way. Somebody pushed that visa through. Could have ourselves a genuine 'Ghost in the Darkness,' here," she told us. "But enough about that. I heard that you got something on Elliot."
I looked between Connor and Eunice before shoving my hand in my pocket. It wasn't long before I found the picture. I handed it over to her.
"Oh God," she said looking at the picture. She flipped it over and read the Italian words on the back. "'Erin Go Bragh' potrebbe significare tua moglie non sopravvive." ('Erin go Bragh' might mean your wife doesn't survive. ITALIAN) she said, the words easily rolling off her tounge. "So we obviously know that it was the Italians, but that isn't much of a shock."
"How do you know Italian?" Connor asked her.
"You boys forget, I went to the same school as Elliot for nine years. We learned the same languages," she replied looking at the picture again.
"Eunice," I said looking at the red head. She looked up at me with her blue green eyes. "I'm goning to kill any mother fucker who had anything to do with this."
"I know," she said opening the door behind her. "Kill 'em slowly Murph. Kill 'em slowly."
Not long after that the three detectives left. Romeo and Connor headed back to the hideout and I slowly walked up the stairs. I hated going to bed alone. I grew up with another person in my bedroom and even after that I usually slept with Elliot next to me. That one week where she refused to sleep with me was torture. And I knew that tonight would be even worse. Not only was she not in bed with me, I had no idea where she was.
I laid down in the big bed after taking all my clothes off besides my boxers. I crawled under the sheets, but it didn't feel right. The last time that I had slept in this bed was with Elliot. Without her it just felt…empty.
I closed my eyes but I all I could see was Elliot. Her gentle voice, her sweet laugh, her gorgeous brown eyes, her long flowing hair, the way that she could tease with Connor, the way that she could talk guns with Da, the way that her smile lighted up a room, the way that even though she wasn't Irish she still used an Irish accent, the way she could love, everything about her.
I ended up staying up all night thinking about her. I couldn't get her out of my mind, nor did I want to.
All too soon the sun was starting to peak through the window and I groaned. I rolled out of bed and quickly got dressed. I walked down to the bar but not before picking up a bottle of whiskey and taking a long sip from it.
"You know Elliot didn't approve of drinking before hits," Connor said emerging from the hallway to the back room.
"Don't care," I mumbled taking another swig of alcohol. It burned my throat as it went down, but the pain felt good. It made me think about something other than Elliot for a minute.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" my twin asked me as he took in my appearance. I hadn't combed my hair and I was positive that I had bags under my eyes. I shook my head and grabbed out a cigarette. Conn pried the bottle from my hands and grabbed my arm. He dragged me outside into the blaring sun.
"What the fuck?" I asked him.
"Shut it Murph and listen to me. I know that you're upset, but you gotta stop and think! Elliot is out there right now getting fucking tortured and you're here drinking into oblivion! Don't do this Murph. Don't do this to me, to Eunice, to Duffy Dolly and Green Beans, to yourself, to her, to your baby, stop and think."
"Fuck you," I mumbled to him. I hated my twin right now. I hated the fact that he was right.
"Murph, you can't do this to yourself. You're acting like a fucking teenager after getting dumped. Get your head in the game and focus. We're going and seeing Daniel in about 15 minutes. Sober up." Conn gave me a look before heading back into the bar. I sat on the curb and smoked and thought.
Connor was right. I had to pull myself together, if not for myself then for Elliot and our baby. I spent those next 15 minutes sitting on the curb smoking and thinking.
Connor came out with my coat and Romeo in tow. "Let's go," he told me and we headed down the street.
All too soon we arrived at the familiar warehouse. We walked in and meet with Daniel. He led us down into the locker that looked nothing like what it did eight years ago. "Expanded my operation, since I saw ya last. Word got out who may or may not have outfitted ya. Turns out ya got quite the underground followin'," he told us.
I nodded and followed Conn over to one of the yellow walls with guns. Being in the locker made me think of the last time we were here. That was one of the first times Elliot and I had kissed. I remembered it like it was almost yesterday.
"Come on let's just go," I said moving out from behind the giant gun I had been playing with. Connor moved out from the locker but as I passed Elliot, who was sitting on the counter, she grabbed my shoulder. I turned to her as she drew me in closer to her. Her brown eyes captivated me as I settled between her legs.
"Juste pour que vous le savez, je n'apprécie pas particulièrement grandes armes," (Just so you know, I happen to like large weapons. FRENCH) she whispered in my ear as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I shivered at the combined sensations of what she had said and the fact that when she said it her breath tickled my ear.
"Vous ne voulez pas dire des choses comme ça pour moi," (You might not want to be saying things like that to me. FRENCH) I whispered back a little breathlessly. Elliot pulled away from me and looked into my eyes.
But she didn't say anything. Instead she just pressed her lips to mine. I was shocked that she made such a bold move but I loved it. She moved her hands from around my neck to run up and down my arms. I had to grip her hips tighter in order to keep myself in control.
"Hey lovebirds let's go!" I heard Connor yell to us from outside the locker. She pulled back and looked at me. We were both breathing heavily and Elliot pressed my forehead to mine so that we shared the same breath. "Come on we don't have all day!"
"We should go," she told with a smile.
"Aye but why ruin Connor's fun?" I teased back. Elliot rolled my eyes at me and slide off the counter. I grabbed our duffle bags as she grabbed my hand. She pulled me from the locker and out into the street.
I smiled at the memory until Daniel interrupted my thoughts. "Awe, please, gentlemen. Preferred customers select from my private reserve. If I may make a suggestion." He reached under the counter in the middle of the room and pulled out two black cases.
Connor and I looked at each other before walking over. We stopped and started to slowly lift the lids of the cases. I raised my eyebrows at my twin as we finished opening them.
The guns that were inside were amazing. Perfect for us. I grabbed one out and said, "I feel like that kid who found the gold ticket in the candy bar in 'Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory'."
"Charlie," Daniel supplied.
"Yeah, Charlie," Connor said grabbing out one of his own guns and looking at it. "And I want an Oompa Loompa now, Daddy, now."
That's when Romeo walked over. "I'll take these," he said setting an old brown box on the counter. I looked at him as he sniffled.
"Have you been crying again?" I asked him.
"Yeah! Tears of joy!" he told us. He then looked at the cases Connor and I had open. "Those are queer," he said before turning to Daniel. "How much?"
Daniel shook his head and said, "Oh no no no no, You boys are on the house."
"Christ," Connor said. That pretty much summed up a lot of my feelings right now.
"Well let's see," I told Romeo , nodding at his box. He pulled out the two ugliest guns I had ever seen. They were sliver with gold silencers and Mexican flags painted on them. I scratched the back of my head.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothin'," Connor replied.
"Are you saying I look gay?!" he accused us.
"No," I replied. "You just hail from a colorful..." I waved my arms around for emphasis.
"You don't know me," he said turning to Daniel. "You think these make me look gay?"
The arms dealer shrugged and said, "You look like you might have seen one up close."
I burst out laughing at that. Only takes someone insulting our friend to get a laugh out of me. But it soon died down.
We quickly thanked Daniel for the guns and left the locker. We headed back to the bar for a bit before heading out to the Prudential.
Connor and I jumped into the laundry cart we had managed to steal beforehand and Romeo covered us up. We got pushed into the elevator before he finally took the top off. Conn and I jumped out. I helped Romeo get the top back in place and we started to load our guns up.
I kept glancing at Rome thought. Something seemed to be the matter with him. "What?" I finally asked him once I had all my gear ready to go.
"Nothing," he replied.
"What the hell's the matter with ya?" Connor asked our friend. I figured that he was picking up the same vibes that I was.
"Nothing!" he Romeo replied quickly. "It's just this is some heavy shit. I'm just having a period of adjustment."
"You're about to have a period of gettin' your ass beat!" I told him sticking my fist out.
That's when the elevator dinged. "This is you. Fucking be on time," Connor told him. Romeo backed out of the elevator and the doors closed. "You ready for this shit, my dear brother?" he asked me.
I checked my gun to make sure that it was loaded, then cracked my neck, then said, "Let's do some gratuitous violence." But then again it was completely justified in my mind. They fucking took my wife and now it was payback time.
We met up with Duffy and Green Beans on the window washer soon after.
"Creative! It happened to be creative plan!" Connor yelled at me as we were lowered on the lift.
"It's fucking ridiculous!" I yelled back. "Probably based on some stupid shit ya saw in a movie! And here I am again all tying myself up with fucking rope! What is the deal with you and fucking rope?! Honestly!"
"It happens ta be a useful thing so shut it!" he yelled back
That's when Duffy chimed in. "You didn't get this from a movie did you?"
"The 'Eager Sanction,' with Clint Eastwood!" he called pointing his finger at us.
"Fuck!" Green Beans yelled from his side of the lift.
But Connor continued, "And it worked like a fucking charm for him!"
"I fucking knew!" I screamed. "You always get your fucking plans from the movies you dumb shit!"
"Shut up Murph and focus!" my twin yelled back. "Think about Elliot and your baby!"
I took a deep breath to calm myself down. He was right. I had to stop and think. But I didn't miss the look that the two detectives shared. "What?" I asked them.
"Elliot didn't tell you?" Green Beans asked.
"Tell me what?" I replied.
They shared another look and I looked to my twin. That's when Duffy spoke up. "She's having twins."
AN: Oh no Duffy how could you! Anywho stay tuned for the next chapter. Shit's about to go down! And remember to review! It only takes a few seconds to tell me what you think!