Heavenly Virtues

Part 50

Rocco walked Ashley home and made sure she was safely in their apartment before heading back to his place. Ashley gave him a hug and thanked him for walking her home before he left. When she closed the door to him, she leaned ger head against the door with a sigh.

Usually the boys bar fights didn't bother her, they could handle themselves that much she knew, but they were bringing a baby into the world now and she couldn't have their dad's getting into these crazy bar fights, lighting people's asses on fire.

The boys would be home late by the state of the pub when she left. She made some peppermint tea to help with the nausea she was still feeling and climbed into bed with her book. She finished half her tea and 20 pages before she passed out in the middle of their big bed.

Ashley was roused from her sleep as the bed dipped beside her. She had turned and laid on he stomach at some point, and now a warm body was pressing himself into her. "Love? Ye awake?" She groaned, irritated for being woken up but glad the two were home. She felt murphys lips on her shoulder as he whispered in her ear. "Were sorry love, we didn't mean ta upset ye." Her eyes fluttered open when Connor took to the bed beside her. "Aye lass, we were jus' tryin ta protect ereyone. Those were bad men."

Ashley groaned again and closed ger eyes. "Well, talk about it in the morning. I'm tired." She said horsely. She heard Murphy chuckle, and Connor brushed her hair out of her face "sleep sweetheart. I love ye." "Aye, I love ye too m'girl." A small smile played on her lips as she drifted back to sleep.

*****

The morning brought a very hungover Connor and Murphy, and as Connor rolled over, he elbowed Ashley in the face, waking her up. "Jesus christ!" She groaned as she held her face, the boys only just rousing at her outburst. She crawled out of bed, her stomach lerching on schedule as she found her way to the washroom. The sounds of Ashley throwing up eventually woke the two and Connor took his turn holding her hair while she threw up.

Murphy groaned and rubbed his face as he held out a cool cloth to Connor for Ashley's neck. "Ye think ye could handle some food love?" Ashley wiped her mouth and nodded "yeah, that might be good." She said with a small smile. Murphy got as far as taking everything out of the fridge before Ashley was at his side "you two go shower, I got this." She said as she kissed him on the cheek. "Mm I'd rather shower wit ye love." He said as he nuzzled his forhead into hers. She chuckled before kissing him again and pushing him towards the shower. "Go, you two smell like that pub."

Ashley got busy cracking the eggs, and starting bacon and breakfast was ready by the time they were both drying off. Ashley set the table and went to get dressed, she had stripped and only just pulled on her underwear and clipped her bra when the front door was kicked in, making it fly off its already busted hinges. The sound of the wood splintering made Ashley scream, but she fell silent as two of the three men from the bar burst into the apartment.

"On the ground ya Irish faggots!" The big one screamed as they made their way to the boys. Ashley screamed as the Russian hit Connor with the butt of his gun. She watched in horror as he chained Connor to the toilet and muttered something about killing Murphy in his ear before the large man laid his eyes on Ashley. She swallowed hard as the man stood, not breaking eye contact.

"We take your whore too." She watched as Connor struggled against the chains and Murphy against the other man. The man neared and gripped her arm tight, snapping Ashley out if the state of shock she was in. She started to fight back, pushing his chest and clawing at his face. This earned her the butt of the gun aswell, busting open the skin over her cheekbone and dazing her.

"YE LET GO OF HER!!!" Connor screamed out as the men dragged her from the apartment with Murphy in tow. By the time they had gotten to the elevator she had found her footing again and came to the realization she was only in her underwear as the two men stared her down. "Love-" Murphy tried to get her attention, but only earned a punch to the stomach which made Ashley's lip quiver in fear as the light reflected off their guns. Her head dropped, and she stared at her feet as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that she might die, and as her eyes met Murphys, the fact that he was going to die.