pearl ⇢ c. murphy

one.

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cillian remembers it like it was yesterday, it was around 5 am UK time when his agent got the news. his agent had miraculously been to set that morning. cillian was in the middle of the scene when they had to take a break because his agent needed to get him to california. after all, cillian was her godfather, he needed to get to the 16 year old. cillian looked towards the director to see why they yelled cut, just as the scene was getting interesting. mark, cillians longtime agent quickly went over to cillian to pull him aside. cillians eyebrows wrinkled, unsure of what mark needed. "cill...i don't know how to say this but..rosemary." mark paused breathing heavily, and cillian's heart beat grew quicker. "what is is mark? fucking spill it out!" he said getting nervous. mark gave him a sad look, "rosemary's dead." was all mark was able to say before began his descent to the trailers and in the meantime trying to get his clothes off. "cill!" mark said coming after him, "i need to leave, when can you get me on a flight?" he asked popping open his trailer to find his clothes and bag that had his laptop and credentials. "i can try for the one in an hour at Liverpool." mark offered and cill nodded. "that'll do." he said changing. mark worked his magic by calling his friend up at Liverpool hoping to get him an american airlines ticket- now. "siri, call yvonne." cillian said to his phone, and it proceeded to call her. it ringed a few times, "christ, come on von." he whispered to himself buttoning up his shirt. "bloody, mornin hun." she said, exhaustion plagueing her voice. "von, its pearl!" he said getting his ankle boots on. "pearl? whats wrong?" she questioned sitting up now, alert. "rosemary- shes shes dead." cillian said, his heart breaking more in the process. "oh my god, cill." yvonne responded standing up and moved around to find her laptop. she saw that there messages from rosemarys family that they had sent a few hours ago. "christ...pat's and jonny sent me messages at 1." she said rubbing her eyes. "fuck." cillian muttered, hopping on one foot to get the boot on. "are you going? or you want me to?" she questioned and cillian shook his head. "I'm the only one they are going to release custody to, darlin. but i appreciate it." he said and she smiled softly. 

"marks trying to get me out of Liverpool on aa. i hope to be there asap." he said, as soon as mark came in. he shook his head, "best i can do is a private charter." he said and cillian sighed. "hun just bloody do it. the environment will be ok." yvonne said knowing cillian was toying with the idea. "fine, lets do it." cillian said grabbing his jacket and bag and headed out. "keep updating me, please. ill let the boys know when they wake." she said. "will do, thankyou." he said buckling. he finally had a moment to shut his eyes, as tears welled. "i love you hun, let me know if there is anything you need. ill do it." she said and cillian nodded. "thanks love. ill let you know when i get to the airport." and she nodded, saying goodbye. he pulled up tom's contact and called him, "aye mate, what the fuck are you callin-" cillian cut him off. "rosemarys dead." he stated and tom cursed. "fucking aye." he muttered trying to hold back his own tears, "are you going to get blondie?" he questioned and cillian nodded. "heading to catch a private, only thing that can be done outta Liverpool." cillian stated. "im actually in la right now, let me pop up. i know her aunt will be there." tom said waking his wife up. "yeah that's a good idea mate, thankyou. you'll get there quicker than me." cillian said biting the inside of his cheek. "one hour mate, ill let you know when im on my way to sonoma." he stated before they hung up. "sonoma?" mark questioned. "yeah, rosemary decided it was best if she took her away from los angeles. i don't blame her. i thought it was a good move." cillian explained as he texted her family, letting them know he was on her way to the airport. 

"christ, rosey." cillian muttered. 

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he arrived in sonoma, a mere eleven hours later after a nonstop flight. "lets get you changed." tom said as soon as he stepped off the plane. cillian looked confused seeing tom, "her 'aunt' didn't let me in the house." and cillian sighed. "i wouldn't let you in either." cillian stated hopping in the car. tom laughed heartedly, "at least you got some spunk in ya." he said sitting next to him. cillian looked ahead, chewing on his cuticles. "how is busy anyways?" cillian questioned tom, and tom shrugged. "i think shes alright, not sure." he responded honestly. the world that these few actors lived in was crazy, unique and hugely secretive. after pearls father's death, rosemary made it her mission to keep her away from limelight as much as possible, but she had her fathers charisma. there was no denying it. once her father passed, rosemary kept cillian, busy and tom in the picture. oh! as well as jake gyllenhaal. pearl only knew busy as her aunt growing up, tom and jake as the fun uncles and cillian- rosemary longest and dearest friend- the godfather. cillian and the girl, got on very well. he thought of her as one of his own, taking her under her wing. she used to fly out to ireland every once in a while with and without her mom, it being second nature at a young age. yvonne, the boys and cillian just adored the spunky, charismatic american girl. as much as it is going to be an adjustment, having her home with him and the family was the best outcome in keeping her life relatively normal. something rosemary wanted. would of. 

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cillian walked up to the modest sonoma home and her aunt was standing outside after getting a text from cillian himself. "busy." cillian and tom said walking up to the blonde, "blokes." busy said, distate seething in her mouth. "where is she?" cillian asked, and busy glared at him. "shes inside, cillian." she said and cillian glared back. "busy- just let us go see her. that's all we want." tom but in and busy rolled her eyes. "let us see her...before gyllenhal gets here." tom added and cill had to hide the smirk he grew. busy sighed, "second floor. you know where her room is." and tom pushed cillian to go first. out of the four, cillian was the closest. "thanks mate." he said and he walked towards the wooden home. 

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