AN: Yay new chapter! I just can't stop writing this story...even to work on my other ones. I am just way too attached to it. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this chapter! And remember to review!

FanFicGirl10: So glad that you liked the chapter! I know that what happened was just super awful but I knew that something bad just had to happen to one of them after Elliot didn't think so. Plus her getting revenage on him was just super fun to write!

MissXara: Glad you liked the chapter! But yes, I am doing much better now. I turned to writing and found that I was good at it and no one cared what I looked like. I was bullied for almost ten years when I first thought about suicide, but I am doing much better now! Thanks for your concern though. It really means a lot to me. Yea, I know. I felt really awful for doing that to Elliot, but she has to remember that they're not invincable!

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- Chapter Nine –

I walked through the empty house alone. I wasn't sure where I was but I knew that I had to find them. "Conner! Murphy!" I called looking for my Irishmen. The house was nice. It was definitely one of a rich person.

That's when I heard the strangled cry. I could tell that it was a man's voice and I took off running. I soon came to a door. I heard the cry again and then the sound of a gun going off. Two bullets were fired from what I could tell.

"Conner! Murphy!" I yelled throwing open the door and running down the stairs in front of me. I walked into the basement to see it covered in blood.

My boys were also covered in the red substance. I ran over to them as the spots around their hearts got bigger with every passing second. I saw that they were handcuffed to metal chairs. Rocco was already dead I knew that Conner and Murphy were struggling to hold onto what little life they had left.

"Murphy," I cried as I wiped the blood from his face. I wasn't sure whose it was, but I didn't care. "I love you with all my heart Murph. Please don't go." I could feel the tears running down my face.

"I love you too Elliot. Don't worry about me. I'll," he gasped in pain. "I'll be alright. I'm strong remember?"

"I've failed you Murphy. And you too Conner. I'm sorry that I couldn't save you. It should be me who is dying not you two," I told them.

"Elliot, we'll be okay. You need to get out of here. To keep fighting," Conner told me. "Even if we can't. Continue our mission."

"I can't, not without you guys," I told them, unshed tears making my voice quiet. "I can't do this without you."

"Love, you have to stay strong. If I would have made it out of here I would have married you," Murphy told me.

"Don't talk like that Murph," I told him. But then I couldn't handle it. The only man I had ever loved was dying in my arms and I was helpless. I bent down and pressed my lips to his for the last time.

"I love you Elliot," he said taking in his last breath.

"As do I, but I love ya' like a little sister lass," Conner said with his last breath.

Then the room was silent. The only sound that could be heard was my choked sobs.

"NO!" I cried as tears poured down my face. I slumped to my knees in defeat. I looked up to the ceiling. "I failed now. I couldn't keep them alive. It's my fault they're dead. I couldn't be their angel. If you have any mercy at all God, you'll take my life as well so that I can be with everyone that I love."

But my prayer went unanswered. The police eventually found me curled up in a ball in that bloody basement. After the police had taken the bodies away I saw the little black box on the floor of the basement.

I knew that he had spoken the truth. Murphy was going to marry me. I grabbed the box from the floor and stuffed it into my pocket.

I went the boys' and Rocco's funeral. I cried daily. I went back to work at the bar but I wasn't the same. But I had lost the love of my life. Who would be the same after something like that?

I never put my rosary on. It reminded me too much of them. I kept my pistol though. It was safe in my closet along with Murphy and Conner's rosaries and the little black box.

One night I was home alone. I had my pistol in my hand and a note written out to whoever found me. I had both mine and the boys' rosaries on. I also had the diamond and emerald ring from the box on the finger it should have been on in different circumstances.

"Elliot!" The voice echoed around me as the bullet went through my head.

I sat up in bed gasping for air. I could feel the tears that fell down my cheeks and onto the bed. I tried to brush them away with shaking hands.

"Elliot, love what's wrong?" Murphy asked me as he sat up in bed as well.

I looked over at him. I studied the way his chest rose and fell. I hugged him and cried into his shoulder. I silently thanked God that it was only a dream.

"Sshh, love it's okay. It's all okay," he whispered to me as he stroked my hair.

"Murphy. I saw you die. You and Conner both. I also saw Rocco, but he was already dead by the time I got there. It was so awful Murphy!" I cried into his shoulder. "I failed."

I felt his movements pause before I pulled away from him. I could still feel the tears pouring down my face.

Murphy reached out and gently wiped away the tears that fell. "It will all be okay love. You won't fail. You'll never fail."

"I love you Murphy."

"I love you Elliot."

I curled back up in Murphy's arms then. I loved the way that I felt so protected by him. Soon I could hear his light snores coming from behind me, but I couldn't sleep. I couldn't get those dreams out of my head.

"Carus, noli me deficiat. Tu ad me quid rei signum est. Nibh justo ut sciam quid facere debeam Hibernicis meum securum," (1) I said grabbing my rosary off of the bedside table.

I rubbed the cross until I slowly drifted back into sleep.

"We're so proud of you Elliot," I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around and saw my parents standing there.

"Mom? Dad?" I asked as tears started to run down my face. I looked between my parents and they nodded at me. I ran to them and threw my arms around them. "I miss you guys so much. I wish you were here to guide me. "

"We miss you too honey," my dad told me as I felt his strong arms go around me. I felt my mother's arms wrap me into a hug as well.

"I love you guys so much," I told them as I buried my head into my dad's shoulder.

"We love you too," they both responded at the same time.

I felt my parents drop their arms and I did the same. "Elliot you have to listen to us. We know Murphy's true feelings. He loves you. Trust him. He only wants to protect you. Conner and Rocco as well," my mom said. "Do whatever they tell you to. Never go anywhere alone."

"We trust Murphy. You couldn't have found a better man. You're doing the right thing sweetheart," my dad said with a smile.

I smiled back at them as my heart soared. My parents approved of my lover.

"But we weren't sent to bring happy news," my mom said her voice taking on a more serious tone.

"What is it mom?" I asked giving my parents a quizzical look.

"See this and know what to do," my dad said as the room around us started to spin.

"Mom! Dad!" I yelled panicking. Once the world stopped spinning I noticed that I was outside. I didn't see my parents anywhere by that didn't matter. I was distracted by the gunshots.

I looked at the porch of the house which held Conner, Murphy, and Rocco. I then looked the other way to see an older man with a vest of six guns on. I stared open mouthed as the fire fight ragged on around me.

The bullets passed through me and I watched as they hit each of the men I was to protect.

I knew that this was the future and I was to stop this from happening.

(1) Dear God, please don't let me fail. Please send me something, anything, a sign whatever. Please just let me know what I have to do in order to keep my Irishmen safe. (Latin)

AN: Jeez Elliot can just not get a break! I was actually crying when I wrote the first dream. I was just sobbing as I wrote the boys' death and everything. I'm sorry if I made anyone else cry! Anywho please review! And stay tuned for the next chapter!