First try at a Boondock Saints fic. Enjoy!

Chapter One: Return to Boston

I had loved the McManus brothers for as long as I could remember. I remember running the street with them as teenagers. Their mother was a strong Irish woman and they kept her Irish accent. She loved that I had an Irish background too. I could not hide it. My long curly red hair gave it away.

We grew even closer in high school. Maybe it was because I had developed before many of the other girls. But probably because I was the only girl that didn't swoon when they walked into the room.

"What ya' mean no one's e'er kissed ya?" I remember Connor saying to me one night when were lying on the rooftop looking at stars.

"Guess you and Murphy scare off all the other boys," I smiled, turning my gaze to his.

"Can't have ya go off to university and ne'er kissing you," he said.

"You don't have to, Connor," I said.

"I know Katie, I rarely do thing I don'want ta," he leaned up on his elbow and looked down at me. My heart pounded in my chest. I got my first kiss from Connor that night. It was soft and tender. Everything I always expected a kiss from Connor to feel like. "Was dat ok?" he asked. I nodded.

"You and Murphy walk me to the train station tomorrow?" I asked when we arrived outside the door to my parents' apartment.

"Ya' we will," he said, "Murphy's gonna be mad as fuck."

"Why?" I asked him.

"He wanted ta kiss ya first," he bounced down the stairs.

The following morning I waited for them to arrive. They didn't come.

"The McManus boys are trouble Caitlyn," my mother said.

"I know ma," I responded. "They're good to me though. They've never let me down before."

"You're gonna miss your train if you don't head out," she said. I looked at the time and agreed. I grabbed my two suitcases and slowly walked down the street toward the station. I closed my eyes.

"Katie!" I heard them yell behind me. They each grabbed a bag from me. Then they draped an arm over my shoulder.

"Ya think we'd let you leave without saying bye," Murphy said.

"No I didn't," I responded. They loaded my bags onto the train. I stood there looking and them both for moments.

"Be careful," Connor said, "Ya' won't have us looking after ye." He kissed my cheek and left me standing there with Murphy.

"When do I get one?" Murphy asked. That mischievous look he got worried me.

"One what?" I asked.

"A kiss," he responded, "You gave Connor one, now I want mine."

I smiled and lifted to my toes and softly kissed his lips. He circled my waist with his arms and pulled me closer. I gasped and parted my lips. Murphy's tongue brushed against mine. I barely heard them calling "All Aboard."

"Ga man let her go," Connor said, "She's got to catch her train."

"Love you, Katie," they said in unison.

"Love you too," I responded climbing the train steps. "Write me?" They nodded in agreement.

I looked to the woman who was sitting next to me listening intently to my story of the two Irish brothers I loved. "That was seven years ago," I continued, "We wrote for a while and that eventually stopped."

"That's sweet," the woman said, "You going to see them when you get back."

"I don't know if they'd even remember me," I responded sadly. "Or if they're still here. I know their ma moved back to Ireland a few years ago."

"A pretty girl like you is hard for a man to forget," she replied. I hoped she was right. The train pulled to a stop. I reached up, grabbed my bags, and climbed down the steps. I half hoped to find Connor and Murphy waiting for me. They weren't there. They didn't even know I was back.

I made my way to my parents' apartment. They moved to Florida for warmer weather. The familiar door creaked open. The room was just as I remembered. I plopped down on the couch. I smiled knowing that my mother would yell at me for doing that. I closed my eyes and drifted off. I dreamed of Connor and Murphy's lips on mine.

I woke hours later. The sun had started to go down in the Boston sky. I wanted to reacquaint myself with the old neighborhood. Maybe someone would know what happened to the McManus brothers. I locked the door to my apartment and hopped down the stairs. I walked the familiar streets. They were not friendly like I remembered from my youth.

I opened the door to the bar my father used to frequent, McGinty's. Doc still stood behind the counter. The boys and I would sneak in and Doc never told our parents we'd sneak whiskey from behind the bar. I took my seat at the bar.

"What can I get ye miss?" Doc asked me. He didn't seem to recognize me.

"Murphy's still on tap?" I asked, remembering why I had started drinking that particular beverage.

"Aye, miss," Doc looked at me more intently, "K-k-katie?"

"Yes, Doc, it's me," I smiled. "How have you been?"

"Yer ma and da are good people," he said. "Fuck! Ass!"

"They are that," I looked around the bar for other familiar faces. I didn't find the ones I was searching for.

"They're working the night shift tonight," Doc stated filling my glass again. "They'll be in soon."

"Who?" I asked.

"The McManus b-b-boys," he answered, "That's who yer looking fer, right?"

"How did you know?" I smiled sipping my drink.

"Where you were they were not far behind," he responded. I put a cigarette between my lips and searched my purse for a lighter. I heard the Zippo snap and a hand with AEQUITAS written across the index finger lit my cigarette.

"Thank you," I said taking a long drag and turning to meet Murphy's eyes.

"Welcome back Katie," he said planting a quick kiss on my lips. "Connor look who it is?" Murphy spun me around in my chair and I was eye to eye with his brother.

"Hello Connor," I smiled. "How you been?"

"My ga' lass look at ya'," he said staring at me, "Ya changed yer hair."

"Yeah," I responded, "I'm wearing it straight now." Connor stepped closer to me and ran his fingers through my long red hair. My heart pounded in my chest. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the neck.

"It's nice," he said, "Wha' you drinking?"

"Murphy's," I smiled.

"Tha' a pussy beer," Connor laughed.

"I'd rather have ya drinking me," Murphy chimed in. I felt my cheeks flush.

"No need to be embarrassed, lass," Connor said. "How about a shot o' whiskey for the lady?"

Doc poured three shots and we took them happily. He filled the glasses again. This one hit me harder than I thought. I felt my cheeks flush again. I reached for Connor and pulled him close. His lips just a breath from mine.

"Ya didn't miss me now did ya, Katie?" he asked. I answered him by pressing my lips against his.

"Aye," Murphy said, "Looks like she did. Where's mine?" I released Connor and looked over to Murphy and smiled.

"What the hell, come here," I pulled Murphy close and kissed him on the lips. His hands traced down my neck and into the collar of my shirt.

"Stop it, Murph," Connor said pushing his brother away from me. "Ye can't be groping her already on her first night back." Murphy shoved his brother back.

"I do what the fuck I want," he said and kissed my neck. His hand ran slowly up my thigh. Connor responded my kissing the other side of my neck and running his hand up the other thigh. I sighed softly. I felt my body respond to their touch. My senses returned to me and I pushed them both away.

"Wha'?" Murphy asked his hand inching further up my thigh.

"We're just welcoming you home, Katie," Connor said his hand also on my thigh. They both kissed me on the cheek and moved their hands away. I sighed in disappointment. I stood on wobbly legs and pulled my coat on.

"I have a day job," I said. I stumbled towards the exit.

"Ye can't be walking home alone like that," Connor observed.

"I'll walk her home," Murphy pushed Connor away.

"No, I'll be the one walking her home," Connor pushed Murphy back.

"Boys," I slurred, "There's plenty of me to go around."

"Aye," Connor smiled and took my arm. Murphy quickly paid the tab and took my other. We walked arm in arm down the street towards my apartment. They guided me up the stairs.

"Where are ya keys, Katie?" Connor whispered in my ear when we reached my door. I leaned against his chest and fumbled in my purse. He took the keys from me and opened my door.

"Who ye want to come tuck you in?" Murphy asked.

"Both of you," I laughed and pulled them in after me. They looked at each other and then at me.

"Na tonight, lass," Connor whispered in my ear. I collapsed on my couch. My lids fluttered closed.