Scared

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Clara was pulled to the side with Chibs.

"It's okay."

He whispered into her ear.

"I've got you."

She nodded before walking into the livingroom where her mother and uncle stood.

"I didn't think two highly wanted IRA members would stick their necks out to come see little ol me."

Clara stated causing her mother to frown.

"Not everything is about you, dear."

Clara frowned. Her mother smiled. Gallen cleared his throat seeing Chibs walking up behind his niece.

"We're here ta check on our agreement."

Gallen said looking at the two of them as Chibs had his chest to Clara's back. Clara crossed her arms over her chest and frowned looking at her uncle.

"We're working on it."

Clara told them. Her mother looking down at her stomach.

"When was the last time ye took a test? Not like ye can actually tell."

Clara was floored by her mothers comment on her belly fat as was Chibs.

"Ya can get the fuck outta my house if ya think fer a second you'll be talkin ta her like that!"

He snapped causing Gallen to step forward.

"Aye we didn't come here ta start a fight."

He interjected looking back at his sister. The woman rolled her eyes but allowed her brother to talk. Gallen turned back around and looked down at his niece.

"We jus wanna make sure that our initial agreement will be met."

His eyes told a different story then what his words told her. Clara knew her uncle and she knew him well. Even though he was far more level headed than his sister, he was much faster to the punch.

And the punch wasn't something Clara wanted for her or anybody else.

"It's not for lack of trying uncle I swear to you. We're trying."

Gallen turned his eyes from her then up to Chibs. The two of them in some type of silent battle with one another before Gallen smiled and nodded his head.

"Aye. Fillp would be a fool ta not try wit someone like ye."

He grinned with a wave of his hand.

"Jus keep us updated. We'll wanna know first thing!"

Gallen called out as he and his sister showed themselves out of Chibs's house. Once the front door shut Clara nearly fell to the couch. Chibs grunted helping her down so she wouldn't hurt herself.

"Clara?"

"It was all a show."

She whispered before clinging to Chibs. He wrapped his arms around her, his head resting on the top of her head.

"Aye."

"They just wanted to let me know they knew where to find me -- where to find us."

Clara whispered clinging to the older man. Chibs sat there for a moment before agreeing again with her. He knew their game. Intimidation to make sure that Clara did what they wanted.

He knew that this so called contract wouldn't be easy and that one side wouldn't be able to chalk up to keeping their end ofnthe deal.

"I won't let anything happen ta ya."

He muttered kissing the top of her head.

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