In this chapter Del goes stir crazy from boredom so the boys cook up a surprise to show their appreciation. The chapter starts about a week after they've been at the safe house so some time has passed but it doesn't really have a set time frame and things jump around a lot. The boys spend a few days working on their surprise now that they can move around a bit and do some things by then its been almost two weeks already. Amazing how time flies when you're doing jack shit. Haha

Anyway Conn does his part in this chapter but I wanted to separate the two so Murph's surprise gets its own chapter. There is kind of a date type I-like-you undertone to the gestures. Both brothers are interested and it shows. Naturally she is completely and totally oblivious to any attempt they make to flirt with her.

In general things are amicable between them, the three of them get along well and are trying to make things as easy as possible. Obviously it sucks for them to be stuck in a house they can't leave. There isn't much for them to do but they're trying to make the most of it.

Chapter 6 Safe House Part 2

A week later I had watched so many movies with the boys that my eyes swam. They seemed to really be enjoying my collection but as much as I enjoyed movies I could only take so much media bombardment.

After a few movies I tuned most of them out, leaving the room to do something else until the movie was over so that when they were watching a movie I wanted to see I could actually pay attention to it.

I have always considered myself to be a productive person, most days my goal was to do as much as I could. Most days I accomplished something or made major headway in accomplishing something. Just doing nothing all day was driving me crazy.

As much as I was really enjoying hanging out with the boys I simply wasn't programed to be inactive. The boys seemed to be holding up because they were entertaining themselves.

There had been a few incidents where they tried to move forward faster than they should have. They learned quickly that they couldn't push their limits excessively without hurting themselves. They simply couldn't do the things they normally did while they were still healing and I was very relieved that they figured that out on their own because they sure didn't listen to me when I told them-multiple times.

I just didn't have it in me to let my brain be inactive. I had long since finished the romance novel I picked up on that first day we spent together. I enjoyed the Devil's Thief, I considered Samantha Kane to be a very good author. Her works provide an excellent pleasant distraction which was and still is most welcome.

After a few movies with them I tried to do other things. I even tried knitting a little but I always hated knitting, I went back to reading pretty fast. When is the next time I'm going to get an opportunity to spend a few weeks reading?

I wasn't in the mood for anything serious so I pulled out another historical romance. This time it was the 'Importance of Being Wicked' by Miranda Neville. It was alright, the spunky heroine gets the rakish lord to settle down and raise a family. The tale was amusing and spunky but I was getting a little bored of cookie-cutter romance novels.

I honestly wasn't paying attention to what the boys were watching for the most part but when they asked me to put in 'The Man With the Iron Fists', I sat in with them instead of leaving the room to return to my book.

I sat in between them on the couch in front of the tv. Both of them put their arms around me. It was a nice gesture. I have always enjoyed a good hug from a friend.

When the movie was over, they held me back for a moment. "Hold on there a minute love. Stay with us for another won't you?"

"Sure I have not yet seen 'Pacific Rim' though I bought it many months ago. I would very much like to see it. I am a great admirer of Toro-sama."

They were shocked that I hadn't yet seen Guillermo Del Toro's monster movie master piece. "Wait a minute lass, you're sayin' you never seen it? Well we gots ta fix that Blossom." spoke Murphy and it was settled.

After releasing the case from its packaging and putting in the movie I returned to my place in a MacManus sandwich. Two hours later, Mako and Raleigh had successfully nuked the kaiju base and the bridge that allowed them to get to Earth.

It was now past time for them to be in bed so I helped them limp to the bathroom so they could get ready for bed. I am sure they were playing it up but I didn't mind humoring them. I found the role of care-giver quite comfortable in this past week or so.

I went to the bed I'd since made up in the spare room. It was a single and there was very little room to maneuver in the space but it was something. I only required the area for sleeping at the moment and it served that purpose just fine. I settled in for the night and slept til dawn, anything more would be indulgent. I never slept past dawn and it would be hard to resume the habit if I broke it.

*Unto The Day It Is Done*

Connor and Murphy had a little chat while they settled into bed.

"Del seems ta be havin' a bit o trouble layin' idle. She's been takin good care o us. I think its time fur us ta do som'in fur her, let her know how grateful we are, how much we appreciate her an all."

"Suppose you're right. No use tryin ta plan somethin' now. After we've had a rest we'll plan somethin' special fur our girl."

*Unto The Day It Is Done*

Over the next few days Conn and I planned what we were gonna do fur our special lady. He was gonna do a dinner fur her. I wanted ta do somethin' special, somethin' o my own. Makin' a meal fur her was nice but I wanted to do somethin' more. Jus haven't exactly figured out what.

Conn is gonna use his dinner ta make a move on her. I ain't gonna give up so easily. I suppose havin' desert is a must. By fire-side would be nice. Its not really cold but its not too warm that a fire would be overly oppressive.

Not sure how she would feel about me touchin' her but that poor woman needs a damn massage with all the stress she puts herself through. Relaxin' seems ta be a foreign concept to her. If I was ta give her anything, do anything fur her, it would be ta have her relax a bit. Since Conn was just gonna fix her dinner I guess its up ta me ta do that fur her.

*Unto The Day It Is Done*

Over the next few days I could tell something was going on with Connor and Murphy but I couldn't be sure. Something was different but I couldn't put my finger on it. I decided to leave it alone though, let whatever was going on reveal itself. As far as I could tell they were fine with staying here so I doubted they were planning on flying the coop, other than that I didn't care what they were up to.

The boys made me sit through a pair of westerns one night so the next day I made them watch 'Red' and 'Red 2'. After lunch I disappeared into my reading corner again. This time I decided to pick up a historical romance with a supernatural flavor.

That afternoon I spent several hours reading 'The Remarkable Miss Frankenstein' by Minda Webber. It proved to be a most refreshing idiotic tale. The heroine, in her haste to bring fame and notoriety to her name jumps to conclusions with little evidence. This gets her into tricky and hilarious situations.

I was so absorbed in the novel that I didn't check on the boys. So when hunger forced me to seek out the kitchen, I was shocked to find a full dinner already prepared and sitting on the table. While I was off by myself, the boys had used the opportunity to commandeer the kitchen to prepare a surprise for me.

Connor and I would be eating a fancy dinner, just the two of us. Murphy was going to be eating his dinner in the living room. I'll have desert with him in the living room. The idea was to give both of them time alone with me and treat me. I thought it was very nice and I was excited to eat their cooking.

*Unto The Day It Is Done*

Strangely the settings were right next to each other. When we sat down there wouldn't be much room but they had cooked a lot of food and it filled most of the table. I was extremely grateful to be relieved of the burden of cooking for the rest of the time we would be staying here.

As I predicted there was less than an inch between us when we sat down. I had already thanked them profusely and kissed them on the cheek so when I sat down I dug into the food without another word. What was there left to say?

Connor cleared his throat as he sat down. I apologized for my rudeness and put my utensils down. After a quick prayer over the meal, Connor gave me leave to continue eating. It was strange this custom of blessing every meal but it was a Catholic thing and if nothing else they were fiercely loyal to their god.

I ate quickly, inhaling the food. It was very good and though I had never had anything on the table before, I was enjoying myself. Connor ate much slower, but then I always ate fast so I could get back to work. My frenzy surprised him to say the least.

I could tell there was something different about tonight. I was getting the feeling that the dam was about to break. The boys had been very patient with me, so far we hadn't talked much about our personal lives, our pasts. When we talked it was about who we were as people, what we liked. Just idle chatter mostly, nothing that really mattered.

I knew so much more about them than they did me and I could tell the mystery frustrated them. They wanted to know about my life, not general things, they wanted to know the deep things. I wasn't good at letting people in, I had never been. With the boys it was different though. It was time for answers for all of us.

It didn't take long after I stopped eating so fast for him to open his mouth to do something other than eat. After he decided to speak it took him a few tries to get something out. Clearing his throat he finally spoke, "Murph and I are real grateful. You were right there when we needed ya and a been wit us ery step o the way since. There just so much abot ya that's a mystery ta us. I guess what I'm tryin' ta say is, well I just want ta know more abot you. Ya haven't told us much abot yerself, you've said abot as little as possible."

Swallowing I attempted to muster a response. It shouldn't be too hard to say something, anything about myself. "Well I don't know what to say really. My life hasn't been very exciting to say the least.

I'm an orphan, my parents sent me to America to be raised here by a couple they trusted. A few years after that my whole clan in the home country was killed. I never met them. The only parents I've ever known were my adoptive parents.

I've lived in San Francisco my whole life. Early on I was exposed to what evil men bring upon the world and ever since then I've sought to fight against them in anyway I can. In a way its what led me to my 'day' job.

I've always pushed myself to excel. I threw myself into martial arts at a young age. Being able to defend myself was one thing though, I wanted to be able to defend others as well. I wanted to be a lawyer to put those who hurt others behind bars.

It didn't take me long to realize that the people I wanted to see punished most were too powerful for the law to touch. I knew who was innocent and who was guilty, I've always had a knack for reading people. If I couldn't use the law against them, I would handle things myself.

I never killed though. I went rouge, on my own I did what the police couldn't. I got the evidence they couldn't. I delivered them the people they couldn't get to...in fact I made quite a nuisance of myself in the eyes of organized crime. With my help the police have been able to fight back against crime in the way they were always meant to."

"Well that last bit was certainly exciting. Being a workaholic lawyer isn't the worst thing in the world. I bet you get a lot more good done because you're part of the system than you would have being a janitor or something. Besides something tells me you wouldn't settle for anything less and why should you?"

Just then we were interrupted by Murphy cursing in the living room followed by the smell of woodsmoke. I was glad for the interruption. While we were talking he had gotten too close, gaze too intense. When Murphy had trouble trying to start the fire I was able to break away.

"Well now its your turn."

"Murph and I were raised in Ireland by our mum. Never knew our da until many years later. We always did well in school, our ma insisted we learn as much as we could. When we got outta school she sent us off ta America. Ended up workin' in a meat factory in South Boston til we had a run in with the Russian mob that is. After that everything changed. Can't say I'm sorry though. I stood up and fought for what I believe in, that's more than most people do."

"Well it is good that you embrace your path. Regrets tie us to the past and keep us from living now and moving into the future. The three of us are facing the collective force of all the organized crime in the city. We've stirred the hornet's nest, we need to be focused."

We didn't speak much after that. We finished eating mostly in silence and then I helped him with the dishes. I couldn't say why but I was in no hurry to join Murphy in the living room, especially if desert ended up like dinner. Besides helping put the dishes away is the least I can do since they put so much effort into tonight. My actions may have been cowardly but dinner made me nervous. Nearly shaking with nerves I left Connor to see what surprises Murphy had in store for me.

It pleases me endlessly that people read this. I'd love to hear from some of you, maybe when things get along some more. These aren't filler chapters honestly. Character development is important especially in OCs. These chapters set the ground work for the relationship between Del and the boys.

It may be annoying that we haven't heard a peep from the outside world. Believe me you don't want to know what's happening out there. But in a few chapters our trio will reconnect with the rest of the Network and learn about the state of the city so they can start planning and get to work.