June 1756
New York

I wake up with Shay kissing my neck. I smile and I wrap my arms around his neck, and I pull him in to kiss my lips. Shay hovers over me. I look at his face his black hair got longer, he had a short beard, his left eye had a scar. He still looked very handsome. Shay pulls away and he smirks.

"Good morning, love," Shay coos, I giggle and I kiss his lips once more. Shay lies back down on the bed. I snuggle up to his chest and I lay my head down on his chest that still had bandages on it. Shay wraps his arm around me and he places his hand on my swelling stomach.

The baby starts to kick, I smile and I place my hand on my stomach.

"You feel that?" I ask Shay while smiling. He nods.

"Aye," Shay says and he pecks my lips, and then he kisses my stomach. Then I suddenly feel hungry.

"I think the baby is hungry," I say. I get up from the bed and I grab a blue dress and I take off my nightgown and I put on the dress. I look over at Shay and he looks through a window.

His hand leans on the wooden frame around the window. I walk up to him and I put my arms around his waist, I lean my head on his back. Then we hear footsteps come up the stairs. Shay started to turn to see who it was but then he hissed in pain. I look at him concerned.

"Are you okay?" I ask him. He glances me and he nods

"Yes, I'm fine," Shay says. Then we see the Finnegans come into our room. They both walk up to us. Barry looks at Shay.
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"Huh, good to see your feeling better," Barry says. I let go of Shay's waist, but his arm sneaks around my waist.

"Thank you....... Mister Finnegan, was it?" Shay says, vaguely remembering who they were. Well considering the fact that most of the time he was only half conscious. Mister Finnegan looks at him a little shocked.

"Sweet Mother Mary, have we taken the village idiot?" He asks a little harshly. I laugh a little. Mrs Finnegan looks at her husband sternly.

"Barry!" She scolds her husband, then she looks back at Shay, "Remember Shay, I'm Cassidy and this is........" Mrs Finnegan starts to say.

"Barry!" Mister Finnegan says very impatiently. Mrs Finnegan smiles in annoyance because of her husband.

"You've been ill for weeks," Mrs Finnegan says.

"I hate to have to be a burden," Shay says.

"See, he's a civilized fellow," Mrs Finnegan says to Mister Finnegan.

"Aye, for a clumsy deckhand, "Mister Finnegan says, "probably fellow of his ship half drunk!" I try to hold back my laughter at that remark. Sure Shay did drink, but he's not that bad.

"Barry!" Mrs Finnegan yells at her husband. Shay shakes it off.

"He's right," Shay says, I look at him and I give the 'really' look. Then then I decided to play along.

"Yes unfortunately, that night he just had one too many," I go on with the little white lie. Then we hear a door open from down stairs. Mister Finnegan starts to walk down stairs, and Mrs Finnegan follow him.

"What do you all want!" Mister Finnegan asks someone calmly. Then I hear somethings shattering.

"Ahhhh," I hear Mrs Finnegan scream. Both me and Shay look at each other and then we look at the stairs.

"What's going on?" Shay asks to himself. He starts to go down the stair, I start to follow him. He turns around and he stops me, "stay here," I sigh and I wait for him to come back.

Shay's POV

I go down the stairs and I hear some arguing.

"You wretch, how dare you?" Mrs Finnegan yells at someone.

"Shut up woman!" I hear a man's voice yell at her. Then I hear a punching sound, Mrs Finnegan groans.

"Leave her alone!" Mister Finnegan tries to defend his wife. Then I hear another punching sound and Mister Finnegan groans. I walk to the bottom of the stairs and I see two men that looked like members of a gang.

"What are you going on about!" I yell at them. Mister Finnegan pulls his wife up to her feet and he pulls her to safety. The gang members glare at me.

"Stay out of this, you fool!" One of them yells at me.

"Well I was going to but, now you made things personal," I say darkly. I move my shoulders a little. I fight them and I use some tectonics that Kathryn taught me long some time ago. Once they had enough, they ran out of the house.

Mister Finnegan runs to the door shouting.

"Aarrgghh, and don't come back!" Mister Finnegan yell at them, "Thank you, Shay. In me younger days, I could have taken then one handed," Then I see Kathryn come down the stairs.

"What happened down here!" She asks. I look at her.

"Just some ruffians, I took care of them," I tell her. She nods, then I look at Mister Finnegan, "why we're these men bothering you?"

"Oh, the usual. They feel they're owed money because they're NOT harming citizens, "Mister Finnegan explains, "mark me words, those gangs are going to be the down fall of this city," Mrs Finnegan looks at me.

"Wait here. I have something for you," Mrs Finnegan tells me. She leaves the room, a moment later she brings me some folded clothes and she hands them to me, "won't do you any good walking around starkers...... here try these on, they were our son's," then Mister Finnegan goes into another room and he grabs something.

"I suppose if your looking for trouble, you'll be needing these," Mister Finnegan says and he hands me my weapons

"Thank you," I say gratefully, and I go into another room to change.

Kathryn's POV

I wait for Shay to get back from changing. He comes out of a room a few minutes later. I look at him in awe. He had a black and red coat on, a yellow waist coat, his brown britches, his face was freshly shaved, and his black hair was tied in a pony tail with a red ribbon.

But there was one thing that caught my eye, his outfit had a Templar cross on it. The Finnegan's son was part of the Templar Order. I felt uneasy. Then the Finnegans see Shay. Mrs Finnegan gasps.

"Ah, don't you look a right gentleman!" Mrs Finnegan exclaims.

"Cass!" Mister Finnegan loudly whispers. Shay shakes his head.

"Did I have a book with me?" Shay asks. He means the Manuscript. Personally I don't care about it anymore, I don't ever want to see it again. Mister Finnegan shakes his head.

"Just those peculiar weapons," Mister Finnegan says. Shay nods his head.

"Thank you both," Shay thanks them once again, "if you'll excuse me," but then he grabs my arm softy, making me walk with him.

"Please tell me you have the Manuscript, Kathryn," Shay pleads. I shake my head.

"When I climbed down the cliff, I wasn't really worrying about the damn thing," I tell him, "I was only worrying about you,"

"Then the Manuscript is at the bottom of the Atlantic," Shay says.

"Good then Achilles can't find the Precursor Sights, now can he?" I say and I smile. Shay nods and he weakly smiles, he kisses my cheek and he leaves the house.