i promised another chapter today so here we go!

There won't be an update tomo (im sorry) Im working during the day and its a friends bday in the evening but I will update as much as i can the day after to make it up to you all xx

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this is a continuation from an earlier chapter hence the italics at the start to remind you of where we were. I know the story is jumping all over the place but its supposed to its not just me losing my mind!

"What are you going to do with me?" The hideous smile returned as did the impending sense of dread.

"I'm going to teach your father a lesson."

Maura frowned at the stranger in front of her as she considered the words. "My father? My father is in France." The laugh that followed chilled Maura down to the bone.

"Little princess doesn't know who she is?" There was an evil gleam in the cruel eyes "Well now, isn't this going to fun!"

Maura gulped as she watched the figure turn its attention back to the hideous plant. She managed to calm her young brain down enough to concentrate on everything else that she could hear, see and smell. She was pretty sure she could hear water and smell salt and the faint odour of fish. Her mind began to process her possible location but she didn't know all of Boston too well, especially not the poorer areas. Just as she was honing in on a new sound, before she could process it the figure span and rushed toward her.

Paddy heard a small scream come from within the warehouse and he kicked down the door and rushed in to see Bulger's son holding Maura with a gun to her head. Paddy skidded to a halt and processed the room in front of him as fast as possible; there were crates to his left, a huge plant at the back of the room and a pulley system above Maura. He lost his focus as he saw those young hazel eyes staring at him in fear. "It's ok...it's gonna be ok." He nodded as convincingly as he could at the young girl. He saw the young man holding the gun look at her with pure disgust. Paddy shook his head "You don't wanna do this, let her go."

"Don't I?" the young man laughed "I really think I do! You ratted dad into the cops and you think that's ok? You think everyone will just fall into line again?"

"You're just a kid."

His face screwed up in anger "A kid?! I'm no kid! You took my dad away from me! do you know what its like going from being right hand man to the boss to, to, to NOTHING?!" Hot angry tears started falling from his eyes. "You took what was mine." He cocked the safety off the gun "Now I'm gonna do the same to you!"

"It's not my fault kid."

"WHAT?! It was all you! If you hadn't ratted him out my dad would be here now!"

Paddy nodded grimly "Yeah...you still wouldn't be nothing though."

"Wha-" He choked on his own voice and he rubbed violently at the tears that were clouding his vision.

"You were never his right hand man. You know that. Why would he have left you otherwise?" The kid was frantically shaking his head in denial. "If you were his right hand man why'd he leave you here to rot?"

"He, he, he wanted me to take care of things here, check you didn't fuck it all up while he was gone!"

Paddy laughed humourlessly "That why he took your little sister and not you?" Paddy took a step forward while the kid was emotional and less observant.

"He had to take my kid sister, she was too young, she couldn't handle it here!"

"Everyone knows she's his favourite. You were never as good, even younger than you she was always smarter, you're just a dumb kid who got in the way."

"No!"

Paddy walked closer still "Sure, that's why he left you here, he doesn't care whether you live or die, why would he?" Paddy held out his hand for the gun "Even if you kill us both, what you gonna do? You really think the boys will ever listen to you? You'd be dead within minutes. Only reason you're alive is me kid."

The kid snapped and the red mist descended he quickly switched his aim and pointed the gun at Paddy who drew his concealed gun at the same time.

The last thing Maura heard was a shot that rang out loudly in the empty warehouse, she closed her eyes and waited for the pain to set in. She collapsed to the floor and held herself. When no pain arrived she cracked open her eyes and the first thing she saw was the purpley flower that was now splattered in dark red blood and paler grey bits of matter. She watched silently as the older man wiped both guns with his handkerchief and placed one in the lifeless hand of the young man. As the older man stood up straight she gasped as she saw a large patch of blood pooling out from underneath his shirt. He started to make his way over to her and she scrambled away from him.

"It's alright now Princess, I'm gonna take you home."

Maura frowned at the stranger and his term of affection as she nervously took his hand "What about him?" She looked at the young man who was missing part of the back of his skull and she could see his exposed brain; it didn't shock or scare her, she was just interested in the sight she had never seen before, and despite what the man had done to her she felt bad for him.

"You don't have to worry about him anymore." Paddy drove them to the police station and leaned across her to open the door to let her out. Maura turned to look at him with her wide eyes and looked at him concerned.

"You need a doctor."

Paddy smiled at his young daughter and the compassion she had for him, a complete stranger who had just killed a man, she reminded him so much of Hope. He felt tears welling up in his eyes and he sighed heavily which caused the wound in his chest to hurt. He doubled over in pain but it vanished as he felt a small hand upon his arm. He looked up into the face of his daughter as she spoke softly to him.

"The bullet may have punctured your lung, you must get to hospital...I can drive..."

The last admission by the small girl made him smile wide as she looked down sheepishly knowing full well she shoulnt know how to drive. The pain caused by laughing was noting compared to the pride he felt. He gently nodded his head "I will, I promise, you need to get home now."

She nodded at him but she was still concerned. She half climbed out of the car before ducking her head back in. "There is no exit wound, the bullet is still inside you, you must apply pressure to the wound as much as you can and travel quickly. You may be suffering from what is known as a "sucking chest wound." These happen when air travels in and out of the wound with each breath, if you have any Saran wrap use that to bind the wound for now."

He smiled gently at the young girl "You should be a doctor. Thank you. You take care ok?"

She nodded at the strange man and watched him drive away before she turned and walked into the police station.