Notes: I started this ages ago and am only editing/adding to it now so here are where the characters currently are because it's not done in episode-time:
Main Characters
Cameron & Leela – Leela knows Cameron killed her parents. She's been fighting with her sisters so moved into the house, Cameron just wanted somewhere new to live.
Sienna –Patrick kicked her out of the house for Theresa. She's not with Ben, he doesn't exist in this verse.
Darren – Darren is currently single and not with Nancy
Porsche – Has told her family about Pete's abuse but they don't believe her. Her and Lockie are together, though she keeps pushing him away
Lockie – is Lockie
Nathan – Just lost Rachel and wanted some time away from the stares of his family
Ellie – Claims she wants the same but actually she just wants to make sure Nathan's okay
Guest Characters
John Paul – Has been falling for Lockie recently

Decisions
Chapter features Porsche, John Paul and Lockie

Porsche walked down the stairs of the McQueen's house gagging from the sounds of her mother and Pete in the bedroom. Her room next door, all she'd been able to hear for the past ten minutes was the squeak of the bed moving up and down and the disgusting sounds breathing out of Reenie's mouth. When she managed to escape the ear-burning sounds, the house fell mysteriously quiet. Cleo and Celine had probably gone out to get away from her; they hadn't been happy with Porsche's recent actions as she'd tried to get their Mum as far away from them as possible.

Walking further and past the lounge, Porsche spotted John Paul and Lockie sat in the kitchen throwing each other awkward gazes and mumbles of quiet words. She didn't think much of it as she threw herself down on the seat next to her husband. She reached over and kissed his lips passionately, thankful for her choice to get back together with him. The kiss ended suddenly due to an interruption; the sound of the front door slamming.

"It's just Cleo," John Paul mumbled, fed up of all the shouts and anger surrounding the house. He pressed his hands on the table, though his eyes averted from Porsche and Lockie and instead stared out at an empty space.

The sound of Cleo's angry footprints storming up the stairs aggravated Porsche further.

"God, I can't do this anymore! I can't stand to live 'ere," she yelled out. There had to be some other way. She wanted to protect Cleo and Celine of course, but it had got to the point where they refused that protection so much that she was only hurting them.

"Well…how about we get a place of our own?"Lockie suggested, though John Paul scoffed at his suggestion, perhaps through jealousy. He'd split up with Ste just a matter of weeks ago and Lockie had been the only other male to take an interest of him. He cared for Porsche so much and she'd been the perfect, intuitive cousin to him over the death and fake death of his sisters. But despite that, well, it was still difficult to deny the attraction he felt when with his cousin's husband.

"Are ya jokin', Lockie? I 'aven't got a job, an' you, well you're…barely earnin'." Porsche rolled her eyes and turned her nose up at the suggestion. Her eyes froze on Lockie, searching for a different idea; one that would actually work. She didn't find her husband to be the most intelligent of people and often shot his thoughts down before he announced his full idea. Even when he did and she went through with it it didn't often work. Sometimes she wondered why she loved him, but then she realised it was obvious. They'd just clicked and their chemistry flowed on and on even when they were fighting.

"Well what about my brother?"

"What about him?" Porsche sighed at Lockie's empty question. John Paul remained quiet, though his mind was throwing all sorts of ideas around that he kept to himself for the moment.

He could always move in with us?" Lockie asked, pushing his teeth together in hope that Porsche wouldn't slap him, or worse, kick him. He flinched as soon as he saw her mouth open.

"Lockie, I'm bein' serious. What's Cameron gonna pay the rent from? Stolen cash?" Her voice turned higher pitched, almost squeaky. Despite being married to his brother, Porsche didn't know Cameron very well but she didn't particularly trust him either.

"Hang on now, I thought we were the money thieves," Lockie stuttered, trying to be humorous but failing tragically and making Porsche only more frustrated. John Paul's head suddenly popped up from his busy daydream at that point.

"What?!" he growled, with a shocked expression, finally looking at his cousin and her man. Her man. He had to remember that. That man with the flirty grin and those words that made his heart do little flips. That was her man.

"Never mind," Porsche sighed, ignoring Lockie and answering John Paul instead. "John Paul, what about you? Don't you ever wanna get away from 'ere? All these women…must do your 'ead in?"

"The queue for the bathroom's always a bit dramatic but no…nah, why would I? They're my family. You're my family." He was very good with words even though he never seemed to realise it. A lot different to his sisters and cousins, though it worked nonetheless. He adored every one of them and couldn't bear to see them all fighting.

"Well that's that then," Porsche replied with another frustrated sigh. She'd almost thought if John Paul would move in with them then everything might be okay.

"Hang on… I never said… I never said I wouldn't move in with you guys." He felt nervous at the idea what with the way himself and Lockie had been having so many moments ever since they'd first met. But the least he could do was help Porsche out and it wasn't exactly in his nature to be the one to steal a family member's other half. That was always Mercedes or Theresa.

"Then we could just get a whole heap of us together! It'll be like uni students but better! Oh c'mon Porsche, you can't tell me this doesn't sound great!" urged Lockie, getting about as excited as a child on Christmas Eve. Or even just a McQueen on Christmas Eve. "I'll give Cam a quick call and see if he has any homeless mates that can help us out."

"Oi! Lockie! Nobody said Cameron could be part of this!" Porsche objected. But it was too late, Lockie had already speed-dialled his brother from his mobile and was mid conversation. "FINE! But tell 'im I want some girls. Not used to livin' with so much testosterone at one time."

In the next chapter: Cameron finds two more housemates, but will they agree to be civil and live together?