Three months later
The twins, Noah, and Rosie were spread out over a small hotel. Noah sat looking out the window. Turning his head, he looked over at his sons and the sleeping girl next to Murphy then looked away. Suddenly the boys wake with a start. Rosie awoke right after, feeling Murphy's shifting body. Connor looked to his father, who is already staring at them, "How far are we going with this, Da?" His father puffed out smoke from his cigar, "The question is not, 'How far?' The question is, 'Do you possess the constitution, the depth of faith to go as far as is needed?'" The twins looked at eachother confused then laid back down. Rosie settled herself in the crock of Murphy's arm, closing her eyes and gently drawing circles on his chest. The next morning, she and the boys stood in the foyer of the local courtroom. There were a pair of doors that went to the outside hallway and a pair that went to the inside courtroom. Standing in front of these doors, was an armed gaurd. The door was cracked and Rosie got his attention, waving him into the room. He came in to talk to her, only for Connor to zap him from behind. "How long do these put a man down for?" Noah asked his sons. "Ten minutes." Murphy replied. Duce zapped the man again, "Twenty is a bit better." Rosie smirked as the boys suited up. The boys started for the courtroom but Noah gently held them back. He took a moment, the slowly removed his hat and glasses. The boys looked to eachother and removed their masks. They looked at eachother for a moment before Rosie stood at the door, "So are we going to kill this motherfucker or not?" The twins smiled at her and nodded. "Due to the lack of hard evidence..." The judge could be heard through the door. Suddenly, Rosie swung it open. They walk down the aisle, guns raised. Yakavetta stared in shock at their prescence. "All media to the back!" Noah yelled, "Drop the cameras! Drop 'em!" Terrified, they all obeyed. Connor and Murphy pulled Yakavetta from the witness booth while Rosie stepped up to the judge and grabbed his collar, putting the gun to his head. She pulled him to where the media stood in the corner, "Stay." He nodded, his hands in the air. "You people have been chosen to reveal our existence to the world," Noah yelled, "You will witness what happens here today and you will tell of it afterwards." All eyes were on him. "Fuckin' do something!" Yakavetta yelled.
Rosie scanned the crowd, taking notice the young girl with her head down crying. She stepped over to her and tilts her head up, "You have to watch. It'll all be over soon." The young girl, nodded and obeyed. Suddenly the fire alarm went off. Connor and Murphy jumped up on the lawyer's tables. Rosie and Noah had their guns pointed to the back to Yakavetta's head. "Now, you will receive us!" Connor yelled over the alarm. "We do not ask for your poor or hungry!" Murphy yelled as well. "We do not want your tired and sick." "It is your corrupt we claim." "It is your evil, who will be sought by us." They scanned the crowd, guns ready. "With every breath we shall hunt them down." Murphy continued. "Each day we will spill their blood till it rains down from the skies." "Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace." Yakavetta made a move, but Rosie stopped him, "Stay the fuck down." Connor and Murphy continued. "These are not polite suggestions. They are codes of behavior and those that ignore them will pay the dearest cost." Connor yelled. Everyone else in the courtroom was quiet. "There are varying degrees of evil," Murphy pointed to Yakavetta, "We urge you lesser forms of filth, " He pointed to Yakavetta's people, "Not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption... into our domain." Connor looked to his brother, "For if you do, there will come the day when you look behind you and see us four. And on that day you will reap it." Murphy turned to his brother, "And we will send you to whatever God you wish." They jumped from the table and walked over to Yakavetta. Murphy taking Rosie's place, behind him. She stepped out to the crowd, "Today you will witness something you all think is horrible," The boys resite their prayer behind her, "But to those who witnessed this mans actions, will understand how appropriate his death is," She stepped aside, "This man will rot in the lowest level of hell." She finished seconds before the boys ended their prayer and shot Yakavetta in the head. As soon as the shot was fired the whole courtroom erupted with shouts. The three men standing in the front, didn't falter as the rest ran from the courtroom. Rosie stood aside, as the boys put their guns away. Her thoughts were to the girl she had talked to. Murphy gentle hand on her cheek, made her come out of her thoughts, "Ya a'right love?" She nodded, giving him a smile.
Eight months later
"And this is your room, Connor," Rosie walked the boys through the one story five bedroom house, explaining every detail to them, "It does need some touching up, but it'll be worth it in the end." The brothers followed her back out into the livingroom. "Rosie, this amazing. But I can't intrude on ya two's new life. I'm mean, you've got a baby on the way. I'll just stay at the apartment." Connor smiled at the brunette. She shook her head, "I had this all planned out in my head. You're not going anywhere, Connor. Not until you've settle down as well. This home is your home, just as much as it is ours." She curled up next to Murphy, who smiled at his brother, "Yeah, mate. We wud never boot ya out." Connor smiled at both of them. Suddenly Rosie pulled away, her face excited, "Oh, I almost forgot." The boys once again followed her down the hallway until they came to a door. She turned to them, smirking, "Smecker stopped by the other day. And left you guys, somethings. I thought this would be the best place to store all of it." Confused and curious the boys stepped closer as she opened the door. Inside was every weapon a man might want or need. They laughed and turned to Rosie, both kissing her sloppily on the cheek. "When do we start movin in?" Connor clapped his hands together. His comment was soon forgotten by the other two as Murphy pulled Rosie into a loving embrace, over her large stomach and kissed her passionately on the lips, "I love ya." Rosie smiled, "I love you too." Stepping aside, she let the boys play with their new toys, rubbing her stomach absentmindly. This is where she wanted to be. Here with Murphy, Connor, and her soon to be son. The life she had always wanted. Thank God, she didn't jump.
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I'm thinking of doing a sequel... should I?