Jake O'hara's Story

" Fi, I've gotta go, come on!" Jake yells pounding on her bedroom door. His sister is always breaking rules, running late. It pissed him off to no end, finally she opened the door. Her hair wild and eye makeup on only one eye. " What the hell is so bloody important that it couldn't wait until I was done with my makeup?" she asks with a glare.

Jake holds up his phone, it had a text telling them to get to the main house. He watched as his sister's eyes widen in recognition," I'll be done in two minutes." she says shutting the door. Sighing Jake walks down to the garage, and gets in to his car. A few minutes later his sister comes running in to the garage her makeup now all but gone. " Let's get going." she says breathlessly as Jake drove out of their garage at law breaking speeds.

Pulling in to the large drive way of the O'Connor house Jake hops out of the car. Walking in to the living room he sits down on the couch giving Liam's daughter a glance , then he sits back and waits for the rest of the family to show up. Fiona being less of a drama queen than her brother walks in to the main house. Going through the kitchen she smiles at Blare, " Hey Blare, how are you?" she asks with a smile. Fiona liked Blare, he was one of the few people in the family who really got what she did.

She heard a car pull into the driveway and gave a long sigh, one of several people had arrived. She quickly found out that it wasn't just one but two; the O'Hara siblings, one of which was her bodyguard Jake.

Jake walked into the living room and sat on the other couch, Rebeccah glanced over out of the corner of her eye to check. The blond male was leaning back, settling in to wait for the rest of the O'Connors and his own cousin Freya. Rolling her grey-blue eyes, the teenager dialled a number quickly and stood to pace around the room. The call was automatically forwarded to voicemail and Rebeccah felt her temper rise.

" Carl," she began, her tone warning. " You better get your ass over here before my father or he is going to murder you." The O'Connor shrugged her shoulders as she glanced out the window before continuing, " I thought I'd warn you. See ya!" With a light tap of her finger she had hung up and was now gently tapping her chin with the phone, annoyed at how long the wait seemed to be.

" Bored, Liam hasn't given me any good assignments in almost a year. I just want to make a boom, you know? " She says with a small laugh, she loved her explosives. Taking the beer from Blare, Fiona says " But who knows? He might give me a good mark during the meeting." She smiles hopefully taking a drink of the beer. She makes a small face at the taste, " That is one thing I will never get used to in the states. The rubbish that gets called beer, no offence." she looks down hoping she hadn't offended him.
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Jake smiled slightly at the lady of the house Natalia, god that woman scares me. He thinks before saying politely " Ello, Mrs. O'Connor."

Fallowing Blare in to the living room Fiona smiled, being with family made it easier for them all to cut loose. Still nursing the beer Fi sits on the ground in front of her brothers legs. She leans back sightly so that her back was resting on them, " Beer?" she asks holding it up to him. With a small smile Jake grabs the beer and takes a drink. His eyes widening he nearly spits it out, " You call that shit beer?" he asks his Irish accent coming out.

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Pulling in to the drive Liam steps out of his car and walks in to the house, noticing that the family was gathered in the living room he smiled. " Well I'm happy everyone decided to show up." He walks over to Natalia and kisses her on the cheek, " Ello' Love."

" If you don't like it then pass it here," Rebeccah said calmly, her eyebrow raised. " Beggars can't be choosers, or so they say." She added as she reached over and plucked the beer from his hand and, with her eyes on Jake, deliberately took an enormous gulp of the stuff. And that's exactly what it was; stuff. " Thanks, I'm gonna need it," she muttered as she caught sight of her father who had walked directly to his wife and planted a kiss on her cheek. She ignored her brother's very visible immaturity at this action.

" Daddy!" She cried out, sounding similar to a child but obviously with a teenagers body. " What's going on?"

Liam turns to the group ignoring Rebeccah for the moment ,She shouldn't have to go through this. He thought shaking his head sadly . He didn't know what was going to happen to them, but he prayed that they would all make it through. " I've got some news, its going to change everything in our family. The Corleones are planning to start a war with our family. And it looks like a few of the smaller families are joining up with them." he takes a deep breath, "This means everyone who can use a gun will have one. The kids will have their body guards with them at all times. Even at school, and last but probably the most important. I am leaving New York to talk with my father and his branch of the family in Ireland. We need their support if we are going to get through this." He pauses, then says " Any questions?"
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When Liam started talking Jakes jaw dropped, A war? He thinks worried I never thought I would live to see one. I thought those days were over.. he places a hand on his sisters shoulder. He had to be strong for her, when he heard that he had to be with Rebeccah at all times he stifled a groan. Great, I'm gonna be stuck with the most bitchy princess. Ever.

" What?!" Rebeccah shrieked, jumping up from her seat on the couch after having nearly choked on the last of the foul beer she had just chugged. " No..." She shook her head as she placed the beer on the table, " Daddy, please tell me you're kidding..?" Her grey-blue eyes were locked on her father but it appeared that he was ignoring her for now. She would have ignored herself too, Rebeccah thought as she observed her shaking hands. They hadn't been doing that a moment ago.

" Jake is older, daddy," Beccah continued as she shook her head, it would be obvious that the O'Hara male would be her bodyguard since he was closer to her age than Fiona was. " He's not going to have to actually go to school with me, right?" Her tone showed her distaste and, suddenly, she hated that she'd taken the drink from his hands. Especially after he'd touched it. Now her freedom was being stripped from her and he was the one who was to take it. He'd probably enjoy it too, she thought as she began to play with her long light brown hair nervously but she stopped as something finally sank in and her eyes grew wide.

"I'm leaving New York to talk with my father..."

"I'm leaving New York.." Liam's voice echoed in Rebeccah's mind and, finally, she couldn't take it and dropped back onto the couch and buried her face in her hands, feeling completely overwhelmed. Not only was a war starting, Rebeccah had to have him tag along everywhere she went and, now, her father was leaving the country?! This was way too much for her to handle.

The girl looked up from where she sat, feeling the tremors finally begin to slow down. Now anger replaced them, if she ran off he'd accompany her to the bathroom? Was her father crazy?! Did he want her to kill Jake?! She turned her head to glare at the mentioned male, her new 'babysitter'. " At least Ireland is away from him.." She muttered as she stood, but she nodded nonetheless.

" Yes, Liam." Rebeccah answered, her tone becoming cool. It seemed to match her own eyes, eyes that were identical to her fathers. " I'll behave.." ..if he does.. She didn't think it would be a good idea to add her thoughts to this so she fell silent, preferring to turn her gaze from the male she couldn't help but despise now. I better not be a part of this stupid war, the teenager thought as she looked at her father with annoyance in her grey-blue orbs. " Am I allowed to go to my room or must he accompany me there too?" She quipped.

With that said, Rebeccah picked up her school bag and stormed from the room. She slammed her bedroom door and locked it, dropping her backpack heavily to the ground as she stepped over to her bed and flung herself down on it. She hadn't meant to react so bitingly to her father and she was pretty certain Natalia would have something to say.. If Liam didn't first. The girl sighed as she picked at the dark blue and silver comforter she lay upon, her fingers tracing the silver lines as she wished she could take everything she said back.

Rebeccah felt like a child with how happy she was. Just by her father saying he would bring her with him if it was safe, she could feel her low mood begin to rise back up. She knew she had to stay but now it didn't seem so tragic, except for a whole week without her father.

" .. In the meantime, there is something you can do for me...." Liam said slowly, not bothering to say anymore. Rebeccah knew he wanted her to ask, it was a way of checking to make sure she was listening and a habit her father had from years ago. " Yes, daddy?" She asked obediently, her expression a little confused. " What can I do?"

She was horrible with guns but Liam wouldn't ask her to go kill someone, would he? Especially after having made Jake become a bodyguard, no way.

Rebeccah looked up, barely hearing the footstep but, somehow, hearing Jake speak quite clearly. " Jake," she mumbled in relief, reaching up to take his hand and slowly move into a standing position. " What's going on?" She asked, trying to keep her voice from shaking. Usually Rebeccah wasn't one to be scared but today was't normal.

" Is it happening so soon?" She continued, her eyes darting to the windows and straining to see something. Anything.

She followed the male and ducked her head as he turned to aim and fire at someone, the thud that followed told her Jake had hit his target. He lead her to the garage, "Get in a car with tinted windows, lock it and stay quiet. I'll be right back." He pointed at the Mercedes that had windows so tinted you could barely distinguish them from the dark colour of the body of the car.

" Are you crazy?!" The girl exclaimed, her eyes wide in shock. " You are not seriously leaving me here alone, are you?" Rebeccah knew she sounded even more like a selfish brat but there was no way she'd sit in a car when people were shooting at her family, this thought caused her icy eyes to narrow. " You leave me here and we'll have more to worry about than those idiots shooting at us," She threatened, hopefully he got the message without her spelling it out. She crossed her arms, suddenly cold wearing her white spaghetti strap under a baggy crop top that hung off her shoulders stylishly and her low rise jeans and sock feet. She hadn't even had time to put shoes on, thank God she always kept her phone and a few Visa's on her at all times. They were hidden under the case of her iPhone, which she never went anywhere without, and were paid for by her father for emergencies.

" I need shoes," Rebeccah added, pointedly staring down at her white socks. She'd love the chance to get new shoes and all but she rather have a chance to run through the house and check on her family... Even with the flying bullets whizzing through the air.

"Damnit!" Fi says running after Blare. Once in the garage she hears Rebeccah complain that she needs shoes taking off hers she tosses them to the girl. "There you go, now get you little ass in that car and don't complain." Jake grabs Rebeccah and tosses her in the car. " I'm going to take her to a safe house." Fi nods and hops in a car.
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Liam follows his family and gets in the car with his wife. " Groups of two, get to a safe house and stay there till I call." he yells before he drives out of the garage.

Rebeccah's hands came up to catch the shoes quickly, surprised at the flash of red flying through the air. She opened her mouth to retort but thought of her father's words and closed it instead, saying nothing as Jake picked her up and tossed her into the car. She didn't bother with her seatbelt, at first, as she bent and shoved the shoes on her feet. Then the teenager straightened and grabbed the belt, pulling it over her to hear the click. Her head turned as she looked out the dark window with icy eyes, feeling like everything in her world was slipping from her fingertips.

If Rebeccah was thinking this, she could only imagine the thoughts running through everyone's minds as Jake climbed into the driver's seat beside her and, seconds later, they pealed from the garage like a shot at an extremely illegal speed. She felt a vibration in her pocket and pulled her phone out, checking the screen for texts and missed calls. She noted one number and, with a glance at Jake, pressed the redial button lightly before holding the phone up to her ear. As she had expected, she got the person's voicemail.

" Hey, it's Beccah," She said lightly, careful to sound as normal as possible. " I saw you called and, well, I got caught sneaking out.." Rebeccah lied, " You know how my dad is though, I got my phone back pretty easily." Here, she let out a laugh feeling anything but happy. " Anyway, I'll call you back some other time."

Rebeccah sighed as she clicked the 'end' button and dropped her phone to her lap, " What a lie," She mumbled under her breath as she watched the lights as they sped down the road. " Liam would kill me if he ever caught me sneaking out.. Not give me my phone back.." This dragged her thoughts to the Great Aunt Marie threat, most likely her destination if she did something so stupid to anger her father.

Leaning her head against the window, Rebeccah closed her pale eyes and bit her lip. She was usually so much stronger, never needing to lean on anyone, but today had ruined all of that. Now, she wasn't feeling so strong as she fought against the tears. She kept her head turned so her face wasn't visible to her bodyguard. She didn't want anybody, least of all Jake O'Hara, to see her like this. Emotional and afraid.

Making a sharp turn Fi says " I was thinking MacLaren's. There is an old apartment above the bar, Liam uses it for drug runs." with another sharp turn she pulls up to the back alley way. " I'll have someone get rid of the car, come on." she says getting out of the car and holding out her hand, she wanted to help him but she knew he would most likely brush her off.
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Jake holds out his hand. " Phone, they could track it." he looked over to her his eyes challenging her to argue with him.

Rebeccah made no sound as she picked up the phone, pressed a few numbers and, only after watching the phone's light brighten before turning black, passed it to Jake. " Here, there's nothing on it now." She motioned to the window, not even bothering to look over at him. " You might as well toss it out the window," Beccah stated, finally turning her stormy eyes on to the male.

" Can we listen to some music, please?" She made sure to be polite in asking, not that it was very difficult for her.. But it was out of character for her to treat Jake with even a semblance of respect. When she didn't receive a response right away Rebeccah sighed and glanced out the wind shield. " Or we don't have to," she added, retracting her question as she watched the lights around them.

" I wonder if everyone's okay.." The teen whispered, thinking of the angry glare she had received from her brother and the lack of even that much from either of her parents. Then she fell silent, already knowing how badly Jake thought of her. Spoiled little brat, a princess who got everything she wanted and more; she could only imagine the others.

Rebeccah nodded her understanding as Jake opened her door, speaking quickly to her in a hushed tone. " Yes Jake," She murmured as she got out of the car and started to walk toward the building. She walked quickly and kept her eyes ahead, feeling creeped out by the area they were in but she was actually terrified of the Corleon family finding them.

She didn't want to die.

She made sure to walk quickly, fighting her instincts that told her to look around herself, trying to trust Jake like her father had told her to. Rebeccah gave a small smile and a polite, " Thank you," as she entered through the door her bodyguard held open for her. Her eyes darted to the stairs which she practically sprinted up, feeling she had set a new record as she counted the six doors to herself. The younger teenager turned to look at Jake, her face absolutely white.

" You have a key, right?" Rebeccah didn't bother to try the door, not while knowing about all the traps her family was so skilled at setting.

" Good," she said with a low sigh of relief, releasing a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. Her eyebrows raised as she saw how careful Jake was about opening the door and stepping inside, the question she never even asked was answered quickly. " Of course it is," Rebeccah sighed, " Everything in my family is designed to maim or kill anyone who tries to do anything.." She held onto Jake's hand as she lightly jumped over said dangerous mat.

" I mean, seriously, 'Welcome home! BANG!'" She rolled her grey-blue eyes as she threw her hands up in the air, accentuating the 'bang'. Rebeccah glanced around as she walked in, ignoring her shoelaces that she almost tripped on. Again. " Who lives here?" She asked as she turned to look at Jake, " Or does no one and it's just a hiding place..?"

" Not quite," the brunette muttered as she kicked off her shoes and plunked herself down sideways on a chair, her back against and arm and her legs extending over the other. She kept her cool blue eyes on Jake, her eyebrow raising as he laughed. " Why not?" Rebeccah asked, clearly curious now. " Why don't I want to know?"

She tilted her head as her lips formed a pout, not entirely sure if it would work. " Tell me, please?" Beccah kept her tone sweet and playful, never moving her eyes away from the older male. " Please, please, please?" She practically begged the O'Hara.

Rebeccah was starting to get tired and grew annoyed with her own behaviour, quickly discarding her horrible idea. " Is there somewhere I can sleep?" She asked as a large yawn broke free, which she covered with her hand politely.

She found her thoughts wandering and she was curious as to how her family was doing? If they were safe or not? Where they were staying... the list of questions flew through her mind, one after the other, as she lay her head against the back of the chair and closed her eyes with a sigh.

If Jake answered her question, Rebeccah hadn't heard as she felt herself begin to doze. Sounds were no longer clear to her and she could feel her eyes stinging. That's right, she'd been awake since before five this morning cramming for her exam; Rebeccah was clearly exhausted now, especially after the day she'd had. And she could only wonder what else would come her way.

She woke up a little later with a start, shooting up into a sitting position as her eyes darted around the unfamiliar room. Where was she? Rebeccah's eyes narrowed as the events of the early evening rushed into her mind all at once. " Damn it!" She swore as she leapt off the bed and stepped across the room to the door, turning the knob and opening it quietly. Thank whomever made sure the place was in working condition, she thought as the door made no sound and she silently made her way to the living room where she saw Jake sleeping on the couch. Rebeccah couldn't help the string of curses that she let out under her breath as she saw him, he was facing the door and she was sure he had his gun with him. One small, out of place noise and she'd be shot without a second glance.

And to think, all she wanted was to get out of the claustrophobically tiny apartment. Then an idea came into her thought but she wasn't sure if it would work and she retraced her steps, closing the bedroom door behind her and locking it, to look out the bedroom window. Outside were standard fire escape stairs, the teenager noted as she eyed the window for traps. There was no way she wanted to be killed by trying to open a stupid window just to stand outside.

Jake shot up, something wasn't right. Rushing to the room he had put Rebeccah he sees her trying to open the window. "What the hell are you doing? You're going to get yourself killed." He grabs her hand and pulls her away from the window. " do you know nothing about keeping yourself safe?" he was amazed by how stupid this girl could be.
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Fi looked over at Blare, he was calling his son, Carl. " do you think he's ok?" she asks quietly. She didn't know what it was like to be a parent, but she knew what it was like to be an older sister and being a parent must be kind if similar.

She'd barely managed to slide the window up, since it kept getting stuck, when Jake burst through the door. Rebeccah turned around immediately, eyes wide with shock, only to have him grab her hand and pull her away from the now open window. " You'd think that would be obvious," she retorted as she gestured at the small square of hope behind her. " I was opening a bloody window..." As she said this, her long brown hair was suddenly blowing as the wind decided to make its appearance and have its own say on what was going on.

Beccah ignored her hair and added quickly, " And you would have shot me if I went out the front door." She motioned to herself with a sweep of her arm, " Claustrophobic here."

She stared at him with icy eyes, her gaze colder than the breeze. " And yes, I do actually, but you won't let me prove that!" With that said, Rebeccah wrenched her hand from his grasp and stormed past him, no destination in particular. She wouldn't be able to avoid him for long in this tiny apartment anyway which she found ironic since, only a few hours ago, she was actually being nice and starting to not mind the man. All that went out the window, literally, when he decided to freak on her. Again.

Rubbing his face with his hands Jake sighs, then h fallows Rebeccah out of the room. Finding her he says " look, I'm sorry I was going to give you the rundown on what not to do in a situation like this but you fell asleep." then he looks the door. " I'm sorry but you can't leave here. We have to stay in here until your father calls, and standing by windows is just begging to get shot by anyone watching the house. So please stay away from the windows." he sits down on the couch again.

Rebeccah sat in the chair she had been in earlier, her feet up and her knees tucked under her chin, as she made a point of not looking at the bodyguard. She was absolutely furious; with her father for leaving her in Jake's care and not calling and with Jake for obeying Liam without question. There were more people but these two were the most prominent in her mind, the ones she really wanted to give a piece of her mind. But she wouldn't, especially to her father, for obvious reasons.

" Sorry, I fell asleep," she muttered caustically. " I tend to do that when I have exams that are followed by bad news and a shoot-out at my own house." She turned her cold eyes to the blond, " And I'm stuck with someone who I don't agree with which my father knew when he arranged this stupid 'bodyguard' thing. He should have just sent me to Ireland, I'd be happier there." This last was complete lie and Rebeccah hoped he wouldn't call her out on it. He'd have thought of his own reasons why but she certainly would have hated being so far from her family and friends. That was it.

She sighed as she turned her own gaze to the door, trying to calculate some sort of plan in her head. " So I can't go outside, can't get fresh air, can't even let people know I'm okay." Rebeccah now bit her lip hard enough to draw a steady stream of blood from the wound, which she swallowed with distaste. " Great.."