Title: Home Again
Author: Femvamp
Fandom: Fuller House
Disclaimer: The usual. Show isn't mine. It belongs to people not me.
Spoilers: It is Netflix...so all of season 1.
Summary: Darker version of season 1 with some of Jodie Sweetin's real life mixed in and some of my own dark dark thoughts. Don't have an actual direction for the story yet or any pairings. I am just happy my muse is speaking to me. It has been awhile. Hi Muse!
"BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP"
Stephanie Tanner hit the alarm harder then she intended. Mostly because she had forgotten she had set it but also because she had a splitting headache . The club she had been DJ'ing at had been wild and one of the perks of the job was that she drank for free and she took full advantage of that perk. Half way through the night the coke came out. Not that she hadn't snorted a line before she got there but she had been good for most of the night and kept her drug use down to a dull roar; at least until her friends showed up.
Then the party really started.
The party went on for four days. The meth came out on day two. At least that was when she thought it came out. It might have come out earlier. She might have been the one who brought it.
"BRRRRRIIIIIIINNNGGGGG"
Stephanie hit the alarm clock again but it kept ringing. It took her a minute to realize it wasn't the the alarm. Someone was calling her landline. She had forgotten she had that thing. She had gotten a discount by connecting it with her tv and computer. The only people who had her landline number were her family and the only person who ever used it was her father.
Stephanie was tempted to ignore it. The last time he called they had a fight over money. She had just dropped £800 on drugs and couldn't pay her rent. Her father had given her the usual lecture about finance and making better choices. She had briefly wondered what he would say if she told him one of her choices was speed. She quickly decided that was not a good option. She liked London and had no intention of returning to San Fransco any time soon.
"Hi Dad." Stephanie picked up the phone and tried to hide how hung over she really was.
"Stephanie you need to come home right away." Danny said without any preamble.
"Dad I told you. I am busy. I have a job." Stephanie said getting ready to begin the usual fight once again.
"He's dead." Danny said simply.
"Who?" Stephanie grabbed the phone tighter getting worried. Was it Uncle Jessie or Uncle Joey? "What are you talking about?"
"DJ's...her husband...Dead." Danny blurted out the words suddenly. "Come home."
Stephanie paused for only a minute. All the reasons why going home was a bad idea flew through her head. She knew she had a problem with drugs and drinking and there were other things as well that she didn't want to think about right now. But this was family. If it was just Thanksgiving dinner she would have found a reason; any reason to get out of it.
This was different.
Her sister needed her.
"I'll catch the first flight back."
Stephanie Tanner was going home.