Author's Note: This is a story about Adam taking care of Drew's kids after both Drew and his wife die. It's a five-shot, not an actual story. It's not in chronological order. Drew died on March 10. So, I hope you enjoy it! =) REVIEW!

-Caitlin-

Disclamier: I don't own Degrassi. Only the OC's: Andy, Kara, and Jacob Torres.

Early May

I sat on the couch with my head in my hands. It had been a long day, but what else was new. My life has been a wild rollercoaster since the day Drew died. It happened exactly two months ago. Drew was driving home from work when a drunk driver crashed into him. He had died instantly. Weeks after the accident, Drew's wife, Mikayla, died of cancer. She had been battling it for 4 years and it had really taken a toll on Drew and the kids. They saw it coming so her death didn't affect them as much as Drew's did. Now that both Drew and his wife were gone, his three children, Andy, Kara, and Jacob, lived with me. Every day was hard. Andy was 16, Kara was 14, and Jacob was 9. I'm great with kids, but I'm not married so I have no clue how to actually raise them.

"Adam," Jacob said shyly as he came to sit next to me on the couch. Each of the kids were dealing with the death of their parents a different way. Andy was pretending it didn't bother him at all. Kara, on the other hand, was taking it very hard. She was always either mad or sad, there was no in between. Jacob was the saddest. He hardly ever talked. The fact that he was talking to me made me very shocked.

"Yes Jacob?" I asked gently.

"I miss my dad." He said in a small voice. I have him a hug.

"I know Buddy. I miss him too." It was hard for me. I really missed Drew, more than anything, but I needed to stay strong for the kids. If I broke down, their lives would crumble.

"Let's talk about him," Jake suggested. It was the first time any of the kids have asked to talk about Drew.

"Okay, well what do you want to talk about?" I asked. I had no idea where to start. Before Jacob could answer, Kara walked into the room. I smiled and motioned for her to sit.

"Was he like me?" he asked.

"Yes very much Jake," I replied. All the kids had little things about them that make them life Drew. "You're intuitive like your father. You somehow always know how people feel. You can see through the mask people wear and see the real them. You're also caring. You have a really big heart. You're pensive, too. You sometimes sit deep in thought. You remind me of him when you do that." I smiled sadly and Jake nodded thoughtfully.

"What about me?" Kara asked hesitantly. I thought about it for a second.

"You are fun-loving and easy going. Your dad was almost always smiling and laughing. He could make jokes about anything. You're also very friendly, like him. Drew could make friends with anyone. You two just have something about you that make other people like you right away." Kara seemed satisfied with my answer. Kara looked at the steps and I followed her glance. Andy was standing at the foot of the steps.

"Was Dad a lot like me?" Andy asked. His voice cracked.

"Yes. You are protective and fiercely loyal, like your dad. If anyone lays a hand on your siblings, you're the person going after them. You can be easily angered but your anger doesn't last. You're love of sports is definitely from your dad. So is your competitiveness." Andy nodded and sat down next to Kara.

"Do we make you sad because we're so much like him?" Kara asked.

"A little sad, but mostly happy. I'm glad Drew can live out through you three. You all have his crystal blue eyes and his perfect smile." All three kids inherited Drew's good looks. They had flawless skin and perfect teeth. "You all also have his infectious charm." I smirked.

"You miss him a lot. Don't you?" Andy guessed.

"Yeah. He was my older brother, my best friend, and my confidant. I think of him every day. I can't believe he's really gone."They nodded. "He loved you guys more than anything."

"We know. We love him, too." Andy said pulling us all into a hug. We stayed that way with tears in our eyes.