AN: Oh my gosh guys! I am so so so so so sorry about the wait for this chapter! I've been trying to deal with some personal things. (Which included a personal message from Norman himself! If you're intrested in knowing more about my personal life read the bottom AN) which is why this chapter is much much later than I wanted it to be!

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FanFicGirl10: Next chapter we'll really get to see what Mruphy does to find Elliot. I'm not sure how much more of a role Riley will play, but he'll be in there, I just haven't decided on a fate for him yet. I'm sure about the babies now, but I won't tell you what I've decided because I'm evil like that! Muwhahaha! And I know that it sucks for Elliot! But if bad things didn't happen to her I would have no story! Anywho please enjoy this chapter!

Ragdoll88: Here is the next chapter! I hope you like it! And yes I have heard the rumors! I really hope that they make a third one! If they did I would totally do that storyline as well and add it as a sequel to this story!

princesspenguin14: Glad to know that I'm not the only one who does that! lol! But glad that you are liking it! Enjoy this chapter!

Sissymac: Yay! Glad that you like it! I can't wait to see how they end up finding her as well lol! But anywho, please enjoy this chapter!

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- Chapter Eleven -

I opened my eyes and looked around. I had no idea how I had gotten here, but what I did know was that I was in my Uncle's bar. That's when I saw them, two men at the bar.

I walked over and stood between the two men, who were now smoking.

"Elliot," my husband sighed standing and hugging me close to him.

"Murphy," I whispered back as I felt tears run down my face.

"Where are you love? Are you okay? Are the babies okay?" he asked all in a rush as he held me at arms' length.

I smiled through my tears and said, "I'm fine Murph. I'm trying to stay strong, honestly. I'm holding on for now. There's this kid Riley, he's only 16 but he's in the mod. He was forced to have sex with me in order to move up the chain of command. He didn't though. He renewed my hope Murph, like you did eight years ago. Actually he reminds me of Rocco. I don't know about the babies though. 14 different men have raped me and I haven't eaten in almost three days. I pray to God that they're okay."

"I'm sure they're fine," Murphy reassured me.

"I don't remember you Murphy. When they took me the hit over the head. I don't remember the past eight years in the real world," I told him.

Murphy looked at me with a sad look in his eyes and said, "Don't worry mon ange, I'll save you."

With a small smile at my husband I sat on the barstool between him and my brother-in-law.

"It's good to see ya' lass," Connor told me as he gave me a one armed hug.

"I missed ya' Conn," I replied. "How are things going between you and Eunice?"

Connor turned pink and I laughed. It was good to finally be back with my boys, even when I knew that I would wake up eventually.

That's when Rocco walked in. He stood behind the bar and looked between the three of us. A black cat ran across the bar top and I looked after it with a smile.

Then Connor spoke. "You look good Roc."

Rocco looked between the three of us again and said, "You three don't."

"No," I sighed out. "I was kidnapped."

"And our friend," Murphy said with a drag on his cigarette.

"I know," Rocco said. I was confused at who they were talking about until he mouthed 'Greenly' at me, then it clicked. Green Beans had been killed. "But he was a big boy. And Elliot, you're a smart strong girl."

"If it wasn't for us maybe the three of you would…" Connor said but Rocco cut him off.

"Would what? Would never had stood for anything?" he asked.

I gave him a knowing look while Murphy asked, "What are you talking about Roc?"

"I made my decision and stood next to you. And it was an honor. And I wouldn't change that for the whole world. Not one minute of it," he told us.

It looked like he was going to say more but I cut him off. I turned to Murphy and said, "I love you with my heart and soul. I made my choice the day after St. Patrick's day eight years ago and I never regretted it. I've never looked back and wanted to change since that day." I turned to look at Connor then. "Before I met you two I was spiraling out of control. I was depressed, alone, and cutting." I flipped my arms over so that everyone could see the ugly scars on my arms. "You two saved my life, more times than once."

I looked away from my brother-in-law as Murphy laid a hand on my back in a comforting way. "We know," Connor told me.

"What I asked?" looking between my boys.

"That day before we tried to kill Papa Joe, you cut then, to a point where you blacked out from blood loss," Murphy reminded me. "I had to tell them about it then, so that we could help you get better."

I met Murphy's electric blue eyes and nodded. I sent him a small smile and he seemed to sigh with relief. I understood why he did it and I was glad that he was there to be my angel when I couldn't be his. I threaded my fingers with his and I felt him play with the ring on my finger.

"Do you still have your ring in the real world?" he asked me.

I nodded and said "And my locket. I'm not sure why they let me keep them though. And I found my rosary as well."

"Well now that you three are all acquainted again," Rocco said pouring out three shots. He handed one to each of the boys. With a wink he told me, "None for the new mama," and then to the boys said, "Now slainte."

"Slainte," the boys responded before downing their shots. I smiled and watched them; thanking God that everything was at least back to a slight normal. The three boys stacked their glasses on top of each.

That's when Murphy spoke. "You know, he was sort of a badass though, wasn't he?"

"Shades of Eastwood. Charlie Bronson," Connor said. That's when it all clicked in my mind.

"Duke Fucking Wayne!" Rocco called. I laughed and thought back to the hit we did at the Sin Bin and when he had called out that same thing.

I looked between my boys and we all called out, "Duke Fucking Wayne!"

Our surroundings changed then. We were now standing on top of a building overlooking Boston, which was unusually quiet for this time of day.

"Men build things," Rocco said. I cleared my throat and gave him a look. He quickly said, "Women as well. But then we die. It's in our fucking DNA! That's what we do!"

"And when it all falls down?" Murphy asked.

"We build it right back up again!" I cried out.

"But this time bigger. Better!" Connor yelled.

Rocco threw open his arms and called out, "Look! Look what we can do. Look how fuckin' beautiful we are!" He winked at me when he said that and I giggled. Murphy looked over at me with nothing but love in his eyes and I blushed, something that I hadn't done in a long time. "You think the men and women that built all this had it easy?" Rocco asked drawing our attention back to him.

"Hard people!" Murphy yelled.

"Doing hard shit!" Connor yelled.

"Through hard time!" I yelled.

Rocco looked between the three of us with a smile and called, "And that gives me a hard on!" I gave him a confused look not really knowing what to say to that. "But not in a gay way or anything like that," he quickly continued.

"No no," I said looking between Connor and Murphy.

"No, 'course not," Murphy agreed nodding his head.

"Yeah," Connor said, "it goes without saying."

The scene changed around us again. Now the boys stood in the middle of an ice rink and I sat in the stands across from them. I looked on my boys with a smile on face, glad that we could all be together once again.

"I am so sick of all of this self help, twelve step, leftover hippie generation bullshit!" Rocco yelled.

"Now they don't want you to do anything, right? Just sit there. Don't drink," Connor called before Murphy cut in.

"Don't smoke. Don't drive fast."

"Kiss my ass!" All three men yelled while throwing their hands up. I laughed at them and Murphy looked over at me with burning eyes. I blushed again and I saw them grow darker with lust.

"Fuck it! Do it all I say!" Rocco cried throwing open his arms and grabbing Murphy's attention once again. "Do you think Duke Wayne spent all of his time talking about his feelings with a fuckin' therapist?"

I shook my head absolutely enthralled with what he was saying but it was Connor who voice what I was thinking. "There's no fucking way he did!"

"John Wayne died with five pounds of undigested red meat in his ass," Rocco told us. I didn't believe that but I didn't say anything not wanting to interrupt him. "Now that's a man! Real men hide their feelings. Why?"

"Because it's none of your fuckin' business!" All three yelled together once again.

"Men do not cry. Men do not pout," Rocco said walking away from the boys. "For women it's another story," he told me with a wink. I smiled as he continued, "Men jack you in the fuckin' jaw and say..."

That's when I saw the skater. He came flying down the ice behind Rocco. He stopped then and said, "Thanks for comin' out." I recognized it to be the voice of Greenly. Green Beans then took a shot at a puck he had been playing with. The puck hit the glass in front of me and I gasped.

"Hey lady, wake the fuck up," someone said shaking my shoulder.

I opened my eyes to see Riley looking down at me. I let out a sigh of relief and noticed that I had no gag in my mouth. I sat up and saw that I was no longer strapped to the bed either.

"How long have you been here?" I asked him rubbing my wrists.

"Not long. I'm supposed to be the one guarding you today, but I'm getting you out of here," the teen told me. He knelt and reached into his backpack on the floor next to him. He grabbed out a bottle of water and handed it to me. I took a big gulp while he went back to searching through his bag.

I watched him with curious eyes as I continued to drink down more water. Riley made an 'aha!' noise and pulled out something in a brown paper bag.

"Here," he said handing it over. I took it and unwrapped it. It was sandwich, most likely from his lunch.

I took a large bite of it and smiled. It had been so long since I had eaten and it tasted amazing, even if it was only a sandwich. I took another bite and looked at Riley. "Thank you," I said around the food in my mouth.

The boy smiled and said, "You're welcome."

I ate in silence until my sandwich and water was gone. While I ate, I studied the boy in front of me. He was nice looking. Short dark red hair, green eyes, freckles, pretty muscular from the sports, the perfect picture of an Irishmen. If I was a few years younger and not married I might have actually asked the kid on a date.

Once I was done eating I asked him the question that had been plaguing me since I first met him. "Why are you helping me?"

He was about to answer when there was some banging outside the door.

"Shit," he hissed grabbing my bindings. He handed me the gag and I put it back on while he tied me back down. "I'm sorry that I can't do more to help you, but I'll do whatever I can to get you out of here."

I nodded and he left the room.

Now all I had left to do was wait again. That's when I felt it.

- Murphy's POV -

I woke up with a gasp. I looked around Romeo's uncle's place not really remembering how I had gotten there. Elliot's picture was still clutched in my hands and I sighed.

I looked up from where I was staring at the floor to look at my twin, who was staring at me.

"Murph," he whispered.

"Elliot," I gasped out. "Oh God Conn, what if she's dead?"

"You can't think like that Murph. She seemed fine in the dream," Connor told me.

I stared at him in shock. That was his argument? "So did Roc and Green Beans but we know what happened to them!"

"Think about what she said Murph!" Connor hissed at me. "She said that she was holding on. She and the babies are alright!"

"But you heard her! She's been raped 14 times and hasn't eaten in three days! I don't think that I'm gonna be Da," I said lowering my voice and looking back at the floor, Elliot's picture still in my hands.

Da walked into the room then. "What's going on boys?" he asked looking between Connor and me.

I went back and forth from playing with my ring and staring at Elliot's picture while Connor told Da about our dream.

Once Conn was done Da looked at me. "You know what this means right?" he asked.

I slowly nodded. I was gonna get my wife back no matter the cost.

AN: I hope you guys liked it! And remember to review and to follow me on Twitter!

So my personal life stuff.

I've recently been trying to spread the word about my struggle with self harm, thoughts about suicide, and being a victim of bullying. I've been tweeting Hello Herman (Norman Reedus' new movie about anti-bullying) and I've gotten lots of replies to what I've been saying, including being retweeted by them. I also tweeted Norman talking about how I was cutting. I told him that he was my idol and hero and that hearing back from him would be amazing. A few minutes later he sent me a personal message telling me to stop cutting and that things get better. Getting that message just confirms that Norman is my hero and idol to take the time out of his busy day and tell me to stop. I've been a week and half clean from self harm since that message. Now I'm just trying to get up the courage to send him a letter (and A Week to Live to see if I could get it made into an episode or webseris) to tell him thank you for everything he's done.

I also had two huge speech team compitions at school that I was freaking out about.

I also had A TON of homework to do over the past week so that took up a lot of my writing time as well.

Sorry about how long this note is but I feel like I owe you guys an explaination about where I've been recently.

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