Conor Sullivan and Sinead Callahan
Still holding the goon's collar and standing dangerously close to his face, Conor heard Aliana's voice telling him to stop. He continued to stare daggers straight into the other man's skull, taking deep breaths as he attempted to control himself. Despite Aliana's pleading for him to back off, he didn't want to. He felt like he'd let those people get away with hurting his family for too long. Back in Chicago, he'd failed to protect those he cared about when it was his duty to do so. He couldn't back down again. He owed it to everyone who had stuck by him to help wipe out their present threat.
He then heard Aliana speak the words "I love you" and he finally took his eyes off the man, quickly turning his head to look the woman in the eyes. The fury his face had been showing was soon replaced his a more gentle expression. Were the situation not so dire, he might have even spared a bright smile at those words. "I love you too, Ali," he lovingly told her, quickly nodding his head to back up his words. He looked back to the man and once again pushed him back against the wall. This time, he let go of him and took a step back, apparently growing calmer by the second. Aliana was right, he didn't want to end up behind bars. Last year, he'd felt like he had nothing and didn't care if he ended up in a prison cell. But now, he was in love with Aliana and he had his daughter in his life. He didn't want to be taken away from them. "I know. I know..." he relented, quickly shaking his head as if trying to throw off his violent thoughts.
The other man, meanwhile, had hesitated as he deliberated between the choice of fleeing or aiding his 'friend'. When he'd decided not to run, he'd reached for his handgun and clumsily dropped it into the river next to him...
Melanin-Gxdess (Aliana) Bella:D (Peter, IWU Fella)