A/N: Bay is an All-Star Softball player. Wilkie doesn't owe anybody money.

Bay knocked harshly then waited impatiently for the occupant of the room to open the door.

"Bay Kennish, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Wilkie drawled with a smirk, leaning against his door frame.

"It's about Toby." Bay stated.

Wilkie looked quickly down the hall before pulling Bay into the room.

"What about Toby?"

"How much does he owe you?" Bay fixed him with her 'you-better-tell-me-the-truth' look that always got her the information she was looking for.

"Let's just say a lot."

"Is there anything I can do to help him?"

"I don't think so, Bay."

"Please, I'll do anything. He's my brother, he's selling all of his guitars and amps and I barely managed to talk him out of selling the record collection, I will do anything in my power to help him. You're his best friend, you know how much that stuff means to him." Bay's eyes shone with a fierce fire, but tears had begun welling up in them as she whispered, "Please."

"Well…no, never mind." Wilkie shook his head, trying to shake the idea from his head.

"What?"

"You would really do anything?" Wilkie fixed her with an intense look.

"Yes; he's my brother and while he made a few stupid choices, it's my responsibility to help him out as much as I can."

"Go out with me."

"What?"

"Be my girl, until I have spent as much as Toby owes me on you. If you say 'yes', his debt disappears."

"That's-" Bay began before she looked down at the locket she was wearing, the one Toby gave her when she turned ten. Still looking down, she whispered, "Okay."

"Okay."

Wilkie held out his hand with a smirk and Bay placed hers in it. Wilkie brought her hand up to his lips and lightly kissed it.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8."

Bay smiled tightly before leaving his room and walking out of the house and getting into her car, making a stop at the pawn shop on the way home. When she got back to her house, she saw Toby loading up more of his guitars, included his favorite one: lime green and signed by every musical artist he ever met, there were a lot of them. She quickly got out and ran over to him, grabbing the instrument out of his hands.

"Bay!" He yelled, anger filling his eyes.

"You don't have to worry about your debt anymore." Bay walked back to her car and opened the back door and trunk, revealing the items he had sold.

"What are you talking about?"

"I talked to Wilkie, your debt's disappeared." With that, Bay walked back into the house and up to her room, letting the tears fall only after the door was closed firmly behind her.

Katherine and Regina shared a glance as Bay walked past them, stopping their argument in mid-sentence upon seeing her distraught expression. They silently agreed that they would both go after her and followed Bay up the stairs. As Katherine reached for the door knob, she and Regina were both surprised to barely make out Daphne's voice. Shrugging, they made their way back down stairs, agreeing to talk to Bay later; if that didn't work, they would talk to Daphne.

Daphne had been walking down the stairs when Bay tore past her. Normally, she wouldn't blink an eye at that, but she knew that Bay was going to try to talk to Wilkie earlier so she turned around and ran after Bay. She got to Bay's room in time to have the door slam in her face. Daphne didn't let it detour her, she opened the door and stepped into the room and closed the door gently behind her.

"Hey," she greeted softly, standing hesitantly by the door.

"Hey," Bay's sad voice was barely audible.

Daphne sighed and began to walk over to Bay slowly.

"What happened?"

"I got Wilkie to call off all of Toby's debt and managed to get all of Toby's stuff back."

"That's good; but, what happened?"

Bay's tears started all over again, "I have to be Wilkie's 'girl' until he spends as much as Toby owes him on me. But the only thing that really matters is that he called the debt off."

Daphne didn't know what to say, so she just hugged Bay tightly and let the dark-haired girl cry on her shoulder. After another minute, Bay calmed down and pulled back so Daphne could see her.

"Toby can't know about this arrangement."

"Okay."

Daphne's heart broke for the girl sitting next to her. She had just lost Ty to the Army, both agreeing to take a break until he was out, and now she was being forced to be with her older brother's best friend. Daphne pulled Bay to her again, wrapping her arms around her in a comforting manner.

Toby walked into his dad's study, check in hand.

"Hey son." John greeted, "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Toby looked down, "I just wanted to give you this. I hope it helps to make up for how much I've borrowed from you. It's the money I got from selling my stuff."

"Is this left over?"

"No, I don't know the details but Bay said she took care of it. I got a confirmation text shortly after. Somehow, Bay got all of my stuff back, too."

"You're lucky you have such a good sister."

"Yeah, I owe her big for this."

"She won't make you pay up, though. When it comes to helping you when you really need it, Bay always comes though and only accepts a 'thank you', nothing more."

"Yeah, and it surprises a hell of a lot of people."

The two men laughed before leaving the room to go down to dinner.

"Where's Bay?" Regina asked as Daphne walked into the room.

"She wasn't hungry. She said she was going out to the batting cage." Daphne replied, sitting down and placing her napkin across her lap.

The statement was confirmed as the 'ping' of a metal bat hitting a softball floated through the open windows.

What-?" Katherine began to say but stopped when Daphne shook her head. She nodded and Regina signed "we'll talk later, the three of us."

Dinner continued with the sounds of forks scraping the plates and the sound of Bay's batting. Occasionally, someone tried to say something but the conversation only last about three minutes. After what seemed like forever, dinner ended and everyone brought their dishes to the sink and Toby and Daphne went outside. As they closed the door behind them, Emmett pulled up; his motorcycle was followed by Wilkie's brand new car. Daphne sent Wilkie a small glare and grabbed Emmett, pulling him to the guest house, walking as fast as she could

"What's going on?" Emmett signed, confused by Daphne's behavior.

"Bay went to talk to Wilkie about Toby today." Daphne signed in response, looking down, "She has to be 'his girl' know until he spends as much on Bay as Toby owes him."

"She agreed to that?" Emmett looked shocked.

"He's her brother; she said that she would do whatever it takes to help him."

"How is she?"

"Not good. I feel so bad for her. I mean, she and Ty just broke up and she loved him. Now she has to be with Wilkie and I want to do something to make her feel better but I don't know what."

"I think the best we can do is be there for her."

"Toby, or anyone for that matter, can't know this is because of his debt."

"Okay."

Emmett hugged his best friend, agreeing to help be there for Bay.

"Hey." Toby greeted as Wilkie stepped out of his car, confused by the way Daphne was acting.

"Hey." Wilkie smirked back.

"Thanks for calling it off. What made you do it?"

"Let's just say, your sister is very good with words."

"What'd she say?"

"That's between us."

Toby gave him a bewildered look before shrugging and leading the way up to the batting cage. No matter how many times Wilkie had seen her in action, she still managed to surprise him. The elegance with which she swung the bat, her form and concentration not usually seen until much later in life, and even then mostly by the girls playing in the Olympics, was clear to anyone with a basic understanding of the game.

"She's so going to be on the national team." Wilkie muttered to his best friend.

"Yep, she is; and then mom can finally have the 'in your face' moment that she's wanted to have since Bay first started playing the game and the other moms kept saying that she cared to much about the game for it to be good for her 'future'." Toby nodded.

"I can't believe that people around here still say things like that. I mean, everyone's known Bay Kennish was going to be a softball star since third grade when she threw her first no-hitter at her teams opening day game."

"She's the best pitcher in the state and her record started earlier than most." Toby got the faraway look on his face every time he went to that place where his memories ran rampant, "I'm so proud of her."

"You should be, she's pretty amazing."

"The best in the state," Toby's faraway look returning to normal when he turned to Wilkie, "by the way, what are you doing here?"

"I just came to make sure Bay remembered that we were working on that project together tomorrow." Wilkie replied smoothly.

"A text would be better; she'll most likely be out here for a while. I'll remind her for you."

"Thanks."

With that, Wilkie clapped Toby on the shoulder and walked back down to his car.