**I do NOT own Boondock Saints! All right go to Troy Duffy for his awesomeness! The actors own themselves & Troy owns the characters! This is for recreational purposes only! Please Enjoy and Review! **

"No Connor! Give it back! It's my dolly!" shouted a little brunette girl.

Connor MacManus just laughed as she ran down the dirt road with the girl's doll. When he reached the small creek he tossed the doll it and ran off. The girl started to reach for the doll when someone else picked it up. She looked up to see Connor's brother, Murphy, standing next to her.

"He can be a jerk sometimes," said murphy.

The girl took the doll from him and ran down the path.

Caylee was sitting on her porch watching it rain. Her mom was coming over in a bit to drop of some of her old things. She looked at her watch and the back at the driveway. She would be here soon. Caylee was getting ready to go back in the house when a car pulled up. She smiled when she saw her mom step out. She opened the umbrella and walked out to the car.

"Nice weather isn't it," joke Caylee.

"Yes, yes it is," laughed her mother grabbing a box from the back seat. "You grab the other one and I will meet you in the house."

"What about the umbrella?" asked Caylee.

"It's just water, girl," said her mom as she headed towards the house.

Caylee grabbed the other box and headed into the house as well. She kicked the door closed behind her and set the box on the chair in the living room. She stuck the umbrella in the holder by the door and walked into the kitchen. Her mom was sitting at the table with a cup of tea already. Caylee smiled as she poured herself one and sat down across from her.

"You heard from them MacManus boys?" asked her mom.

"No, ma. I haven't," said Caylee. "I haven't talked to them since before I moved with da."

"I talked to their mum yesterday," said her mom. "Said they were on a ship headed towards America. Said they were gonna make some real money."

Caylee nodded her head as she listened. Her mom rambled on about a few more things before she stood up to unpack the boxes. Caylee walked into the living room and grabbed her box. She pulled open the top and pulled out a few picture frames. She set them on the couch and stuck her hand back in the box. What she pulled out surprised her. It was her old doll.

"Ma!" she shouted.

"What?" she asked sticking her head around the corner.

"You kept this thing?" said Caylee shaking the doll. "It fell in the creek. No, Connor threw it in the creek when I was six. Has it been washed?"

"A few times, but it still smells like creek water," chuckled her mom. "Annabel said she found it when she was cleaning house. Knew it wasn't the boys'. Figured it had to have been yours."

"Don't know why it was there," said Caylee laying the decrepit doll on the couch.

"She figured Murphy saved it from Connor again and forgot to bring it back to ya," said her mom. "He had a thing for you, ya know. All the way up until you left."

"Mom, we were kids. He was just the boy who saved my dolly," said Caylee collapsing the box.

Her mom shook her head as she headed for the door. "If you ever go back, you best find them boys. Let them know you're still alive. If I hadn't talked to you yesterday I would be wondering the same thing meself."

"I'll take it in to account, ma. See you Sunday," said Caylee.

Her mom nodded her head and walked out to the car. Caylee watched as she pulled out of the driveway to head back into town. She sighed as she closed her front door. She had moved with her dad to America when she was ten. That was ten years ago. She's lived in Boston. When her dad had died she moved back to Ireland to keep an eye on her mom. She had never considered going back to America. She shook her head as she cleared up her kitchen. Maybe she would go back. For a holiday. Maybe.

Here is chapter 1 on my new story! hope you like it...chapter two will be up soon. ~Kat