When she opened up the bedroom door to her parents' room, she can sense that something was wrong with her mom.

"Link, what's wrong with mommy. Why is she so pale?" Six year old Melody asked her older brother. Link didn't answered but took her hand and pulled her into his lap.

"Lil' Darling, don't cry, mommy is going to be ok." her seven year old brother told her while brushing the tear on her cheek away. Melody hides her face into his neck so she can hide the soft sobs. Both of them watched their mother die that day, it was the last time the Larkin family was happy.

"Kids! Get down here! Now!" Melody looked up at Link and then at the door. "Link, will it be ok if we leave mommy alone? And go downstairs to see what daddy has for us?" Melody looking at her mother.

"Yeah, it will be ok Mel, you have me. If he tries to hit you, I go after him." Link told his younger sister. Melody shook her head yes, and they both left their dead mother. "Yes daddy?" Melody with a smile on her face.

"Wipe that Smile off your face! You two are the reason why your mother died, not stupid cancer.

Now get over so you can receive your punishment." Their dad walking closer to the young boy and girl.

"Mel, run to Tracy's!"

"Link, what about you? I can't leave you here by yourself." Melody told her brother before her dad got her brother. With that she ran to Tracy's house. Melody knocked on the door, and someone open it find a happy Tracy.

"Melody, where's Link?"

"Link is back at home, our mom died and our dad is punishing us for killing our mom." Melody said before she broke out into sobs. "I tried to stop him, I couldn't I am too little. And Link said to come over here." Melody didn't have to say anything else to have Tracy's dad, Wilbur go and get Link from the abusive dad. Ten minutes later, there is a past out Melody on the Turnblad's couch. Link put over the blanket over his little sis.

"I don't understand why he would take his anger out on you guys. Especially little sweet Melody. And you to Link, I mean, when I was over before your mother was sick, your dad seemed like the perfect dad." Tracy said while looking down at Melody, who was sucking on her thumb for comfort. Link sat at Melody's feet. "I don't know why either. He seemed like he loved us when our mom was still alive. And I have a great friend like you, Tracy." Link said while smiling at her.