A/N: I know some of you probably want to hit me because I'm starting a new story without updating Marked in forever, but this is only going to be less then 10 chapters. However I still don't promise fast updates.

Disclamer: I don't own House.

"Lizzy wake up," Andy said whispering to his little sister.

"Noooooo, it's still dark. Too early," whined the 7 year old as she turned over away from him.

"I know it's early but I need you to come with me. You don't even have to walk Lizzy I'll carry you."

"Ok," she said sleepily, wrapping her small arms around his neck. "Where are we going?" She asked through a yawn.

"Outside," He said in a whisper walking past their parent's room, not wanting to take the chance to disturb them. "Now, shh."

"Why?" She said not comprehending what was going on. She wasn't supposed to go out side after it was dark and Andy wasn't supposed to be up now. 'I hope Daddy doesn't wake up. He'll be mad if he sees us leaving,' she thought with a shiver.

"We're going outside cause something bad is going to happen and I don't want you in the house and we don't want Dad to wake up so shh."

"What's gonna happen? Why is it bad? Andy I don't want Daddy to hurt you again, it's scary," she whispered near tears.

"Lizzy, Dad's not gonna hurt me, or you ever ever ever again. I promise, no one is ever gonna hurt you with me around." He comforted kissing her forehead before setting her on the neighbor's front porch. "Now, go ring the doorbell, the Johnsons will take good care of you till I come back."

"But I want you to stay with me. Why can't you stay with me?" She asked panicking and bursting into tears not understanding what was happening, all her brother was doing was confusing her.

"I know you want me to stay but I have to go do something, and you can't come with me. I'll be back soon Lizzy don't worry."

"Ok," she said still in tears as she watched her brother walk back into their house. Standing on her tiptoes she rang the doorbell. A few minutes later a half asleep looking Mrs. Johnson opened the door.

"Lizzy why are you over here?" Mrs. Johnson questioned waking slightly looking down at the crying child.

"I don't know. Andy brought me over. He said something bad was going to happen. He scared me." She cried as Mrs. Johnson picked her up and carried her inside.

"Sweetie, what did he say was going to happen?" She asked doing her best to comfort the crying girl.

"I don't know. He just said it was bad." Two shots, a scream and one more shot. Lizzy jumped in Mrs. Johnsons arms and started shaking.

"What was that?" Lizzy asked voice cracking.

"Something bad. . ." Mrs. Johnson started only to be cut off by her husband.

"Mary, what was that?"

"Justin, call the police, tell them to go to the Cuddy's. I think someone got shot."

"What does that mean? Why does a police man have to go to my house?" Lizzy cried.

Knock Knock

"Mary, you call, I'm gonna see whose at the door. Call from the kitchen." Mr. Johnson said as he walked towards the door. Looking through the peep hole to see Andrew Cuddy, he opened the door only to be shocked when he saw the young man covered in blood. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. Where's Lizzy?"

Running into the room at her brother's voice she froze at the site of him. "What happened? Why are you covered in red stuff? You promised Daddy wouldn't hurt you!" She screamed panicking, her brother took care of her, she didn't know what would happen if he wasn't there.

"Lizzy, calm down." He said placing his bloody hands on her shoulders staining her white night gown. "It's not my blood."

"Then why is it on you?" She asked unable to hold back a new batch of tears.

"Because it's Mom and Dad's they went to sleep and they aren't going to wake back up." The Johnson's stood frozen in place at what they just heard. Not only had this young man just killed his parents but he had done it because said parents were abusive. It was too much to handle. The Cuddy's had always seemed like such a nice family and Lizzy was always so happy. They were brought back to the present by the sirens and flashing lights.

Mary was the first to speak, "Andy you need to go out there."

"No I don't I just have to protect Lizzy."

"Andy they'll figure out it was you; they'll just have to look at you."

"Lizzy, I gotta go outside, ok, you might not see me for a while."

"Andy I want to go with you." She whimpered, grabbing on to his waist.

"Lizzy let go."

"NO!"

"Let go."

"NO!" Lisa yelled jerking up. Breathing heavily she tried to catch her breath. Dreaming of that night always shook her to her core. But it wasn't because her parents died. It was the last day that her brother lived with her, and took care of her. I was the last day no one knew what was happening to them. Everyone found out about their father beating them and what made Andy finally act, but that's not something she tried not to think about.

"Lise, what's wrong?" Came a mumbled question form the other side of the bed.

"Nothing Greg. Just a nightmare," she said smiling and snuggling into his side.

"You've been having those a lot lately," was his reply as he pulled her closer and burying his nose in her hair.

"It's nothing, just the anniversary of something I'd rather forget." She whispered close to sleep again.

"What would that be?"

"My brother, when he. . ." she trailed off not wanting to finish the sentence. House knew the entire story already though. Nothing had to be explained, no more questions, he just held her close as they both fell back into a comfortable sleep.

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