Surprise Family Reunion

Summary: Gwen, feeling particularly snoopy, goes through Kevin's wallet while he's preoccupied with Ben's rather dimwitted arguments. She finds not one, but four rather questionable photographs and demands answers. "Oh," Kevin said, unperturbed, "those are my sisters and brother." Now Ben and Gwen want to meet them, and of course plenty of trouble ensues.

Rating: T, probably.

Disclaimer: *checks pockets for proof of ownership* Will this piece of lint suffice? No? Then I'm afraid I don't own them.

Chapter 1

"I'm telling you," Ben argued, raising his voice over Kevin's disdainful objections, "Sumo Slammers VII is totally the best one!"

Kevin groaned loudly. "I haven't even seen the first six, Ben. Nor do I want to," he said before Ben could suggest watching all of them. "This is so stupid. Why am I even here?"

Gwen sat on the end of the couch in Ben's living room beside Kevin, who was in the middle. They had decided to spend the day together, but there was nothing to do on such a rainy day. Carl and Sandra were both at work, leaving them to their own devices, as usual. She ignored their ridiculous argument, which was really getting neither of them anywhere, and let her eyes wander around the room. Anywhere, she shuddered, but the television, where two obese men wrestled in a chalk ring.

Her intelligent green eyes landed on the worn leather wallet on the coffee table. It was Kevin's, obviously, if the silver chain on it was any indication. Gwen briefly wondered why he had taken it out of his pocket, but dismissed the question when she remembered he had been digging for something earlier, couldn't find it, and removed everything in his pockets. He had then found the peppermint he for which he was searching and popped it into his mouth.

Gwen watched the boys out of the corner of her eye for moment, under the pretense of studying a family photograph atop the television screen. When she was sure they were too involved with one another, she quickly reached forward and snatched up the wallet. Sure, she knew it was rude and nosy, but she was bored. And she was sure Kevin wouldn't mind. He rarely did, when it came to her.

It didn't surprise her that he had plenty of cash. Not only did he have American bills, but there several other types of currency that she didn't recognize. She assumed they were alien and shrugged it off, making a metal note to look into it later. His driver's license was in the picture slot. He looked good in it, perhaps a little smug. Gwen felt a little twinge of annoyed jealousy when she remembered her own identification photo. She hadn't been ready, so her face had been a sort of grimace.

She rifled through the card slots. Several credit and debit cards, all from different banks. Gwen had never seen him use them, as he preferred to use cash. She wasn't sure whether that was because he didn't want to run up debt, or if it was because cards could easily be traced. Pleasingly, Gwen found Kevin's library card. She didn't know if he used it often, but just the fact that he had one warmed her heart. Despite dropping out of school in fifth grade, he was struggling to continue his education in what he thought was secret. It was admirable, to say the least.

"No, Ben!" Kevin snapped, and Gwen's eyes darted up to see that Ben had crossed the room to the movie shelf, where he was pulling out several Sumo Slammers movies.

"Just watch the first one at least!" Ben said. "You'll love it, I swear!"

"No! No!" was the exasperated reutterance. When Ben ignored him, Kevin pushed himself up from the couch and went to wrestle the DVD away. "Why can't you be normal?!"

"Normal?!"

Gwen rolled her eyes and continued to look through her boyfriend's wallet, tuning out their squabbling. They really were childish sometimes.

In the last card slot was not a card, as she had first thought. There were five photographs stuffed inside, frayed at the corners. Her lips turned up in a smile at the first slightly faded picture. It was of his parents' wedding. His mother and father stood on the altar, holding hands and beaming at the camera. His mother white dress was form-fitting and trailed behind her, and her veil had been thrown back to show her elegant hair. Devin, his father, stood proudly, dark hair slicked back. His tuxedo accentuated his strong body.

She moved to the next photo, and her smile faded. It was of a beautiful girl with golden locks of hair cascading down her slim shoulders. Her brown eyes and cherry lips were alight with a smile, as though the picture had been taken mid-laugh. The girl's complexion was smooth and pale, not to mention flawless. Gwen shook her head. There was no need to jump to conclusions about Kevin's relationship with her.

The next picture was of another girl. Now Gwen was a little irked. This girl, too, was beautiful. Her more than ample bosom took up the lower half of the frame, made even more apparent by the fact that her blue shirt was rather low-cut. Her black hair was short, strikingly similar to Gwen's when she was ten. Her dark eyes twinkled light-heartedly, and a lop-sided smirk was on her lips.

Gwen cast a look to Kevin, who was browsing the movie shelf. He'd apparently won out against Ben, who was sulking back on his end of the couch. She furrowed her brow and moved the picture to the bottom of the pile and looked at the next one.

Another girl, of course. Gwen bit her tongue. This woman looked as though she could be the older sister of the previous girl. Their features were quite similar, and their hair and eyes were the same color. This girl, however, was dressed more modestly, and her hair was much, much longer. In fact, it was so long that even with it up in a ponytail, it trailed past the frame of the photograph. Gwen shook her head and moved to the next picture.

This one was of a man. Gwen's first thought was that it was another of Kevin's father, but a closer look showed several differences. For one, his hair was longer and styled so that it stuck up at odd angles. Or it was bedhead. His blue eyes crinkled at the edges in a broad grin, and he held a finger up to his lips. Gwen half expected him to wink at her, but that was a ridiculous notion-it was a photograph! Perhaps it was his uncle.

Then Gwen reexamined the women. If that man was his uncle, and the wedding photo was of his parents, perhaps these women were other relatives of his. She compared the women who looked to be sisters to the man. Yes, the resemblance was there. They could be his aunts. But the blonde girl, there really was no telling who she was.

She turned the photographs over, hoping for some sort of label on the back. There was none. Of course not, Gwen thought exasperatedly, it was Kevin.

But still, she was much more bothered than she should be.

Kevin had finally sank back onto the couch, having chosen a movie to watch. Ben began to complain loudly when he discovered they were watched The Fast and the Furious.

"Kevin," Gwen said, taking a deep breath.

Kevin stopped abruptly in his tirade against Ben's lack of taste, shooting him a glare before schooling his features and turning to Gwen. She held up the photos, minus the wedding picture, which was in her lap with the wallet. "Who are these?"

"Oh," Kevin said, unperturbed, "those are my sisters and brother."

That earned a rather surprised look from both Ben and Gwen.

"Sisters? Brother?" Ben repeated, leaning over Kevin so that he could get a closer look at them.

Gwen stared at him, lips parted. "You never told me about them," she said accusingly.

He shrugged. "Never came up."

Her eyes moved back to the pictures. "What are their names?"

Kevin sighed, realizing that he wasn't going to be able to watch the movie now that the Tennysons had their minds set on his siblings. He plucked one of the photos from Gwen's fingers. It was the woman with incredibly long hair.

"All of these pictures are several years old," he said, "so they're a little different now. This is Ryan, my eldest sister. She's thirty-one years old, and has two kids-my nephews Liam and Charles. They're seven and five. Ryan is married to a guy named Peter. He's a jerk, really, I don't know what she sees in him."

Kevin pulled the man's photo next. "His name is Devin Dylan Levin, Jr., but he goes by D.D. He's twenty-nine, and he's been a famous singer on Osmosia since he was nineteen, so he's written and sung like, hundreds of songs. He's played in a few movies, too."

The dark teen seemed completely oblivious to his friends' ogling stares. Next was the girl with the large breasts. "Elina, twenty-seven. Actually, she's really nice, but she goes through boyfriends like Ben goes through chili fries. She lives in Egypt 'cause she's an archaeologist. She digs around in the pyramids, I guess."

Gwen handed him the last photo of the blonde girl. By this time she was hanging on his every word. His family sounded so interesting, and she couldn't understand why he'd never thought to mention them before. Ben, however, was still struggling to comprehend that Kevin even had siblings.

"This is Jenna. She might look nice and sweet, but she's pretty evil," Kevin said bluntly. "She taught me everything I know about cars. And fighting. Anyway, she's twenty-five years old, and engaged to some jerk named Mickey."

Kevin handed the photographs back to Gwen and turned his attention to the television screen. Gwen and Ben sat quietly beside him for a long moment, absorbing this new information.

Then Ben spoke up, "Your oldest sister is thirty-one?"

"Yes."

Ben, at this, looked thoroughly confused, and shared a glance with Gwen. Suddenly, she understood his implication and looked back at the wedding photo. "How old is your mom again?" she asked a bit apprehensively.

Kevin blinked at her. "Um, thirty-seven, I think. Why?"

Ben and Gwen shared equally confused looks. "Your sister can't be thirty-one if your mom is thirty-seven," she said.

"Huh?" the boy uttered. Then realization hit him. "Oh! Oh, no. We're all half siblings."

"Oh," Gwen said. "So your sisters and brothers are from your dad's first marriage. That explains the age difference."

"No," Kevin corrected. "We all have different mothers. My mom was my dad's first wife."

Ben and Gwen blushed a little. "Oh," the cousins said in unison.

Kevin scowled. "The culture's different," he said defensively, pointedly locking his eyes on the moving screen.

They fell silent again, the only sound being revving car engines from the surround sound speakers. Once again, it was broken by Ben, who wore a mischievous smile. "When do we get to meet them?"

"Huh?"

"Yeah," Gwen chimed in. "I want to meet your family, Kevin."

"No, you don't."

Gwen gave him her best pleading look.

Kevin rolled his eyes. "You guys barely put up with me. What makes you think you can handle meeting them?"

They only laughed. It was obvious that Kevin would introduce them, swayed as he was by Gwen's puppy face. Kevin sighed heavily after a moment of being stared at. "Fine, fine. We can go to Egypt tomorrow, if you want. It's closest."

Gwen smiled in consent, then carefully tucked the photographs back in their proper place. Kevin stuffed his wallet into his pocket, looking a little uncomfortable. The cousins settled back to finally watch the movie, despite the fact that they had missed the entire exposition.

After a few minutes, Kevin distractedly pulled out his cellphone and shot off a text message. Gwen assumed it was to his sister in Egypt, letting her know that they would be visiting. She snuggled into his side to make herself comfortable for what would be a long couple of hours. Ben and Kevin were already immersed in the plot, but she didn't mind.

Gwen considered asking if he'd told any of his siblings about her or Ben, but then decided that if he hadn't they would have heard about his escapades on the news. She hoped that he had. She would like to see what they thought of her. Gwen decided right then that she would try to win all of their approval. She doubted Kevin would stop being with her should his brother or sisters find any reason for them not to be together, but all the same she didn't want him to be hurt by them.

It was then that, instead of watching the movie, Gwen found herself imagining all sorts of scenarios. First and foremost on her mind was meeting Elina in Egypt. All she knew was that she was an archaeologist, and that she nice, and that she went very quickly through boys (if Kevin's simile held any truth to it). That was very little to prepare herself with. She tried to imagine how Elina would be towards her.

Perhaps at first, she would be overly kind, silently judging her. As they got to know each other, maybe she would warm up a little, or maybe her kindness would fade and she would make her disdain apparent. Maybe she would tell Kevin in private that she thought he could do so much better than Gwen. Even the thought of it made Gwen feel bad about herself, though she knew that there was no reason behind it. She was simply letting her imagination draw out insecurities.

So Gwen forced Kevin's siblings out of her mind for the time being. No use worrying over something like that.

A/N: So, I was going to make this a longer-than-average one-shot, but uh, it's turning out much longer-than-average than I'd like, so I just decided to break it into chapters. I'm already halfway through chapter 2, but there's no guarantee that my chapters will come out very quickly. Thanks for your patience, and for reading! ^-^