My essay is finished! Well I might have to change a few things and stuff later but it's done! Such a relief... Have celebrated with chips and movie with one of my sisters. And now... Well read and find out :) I don't own four brothers.

"Fuck" Bobby swore softly as he stepped on something sharp. Looking down and lifting his foot he glared at the offending object laying on the floor. "Jack!". No answer was heard and Bobby gave off another curse and picked up the necklace. It's pendant was shaped like a cross but with very sharp edges, something Bobby had recently learned. "Jack!" he called out again, this time a mumbled reply was heard coming from the kitchen. Bobby entered and found his little brother hunched over the kitchen table, a cup of coffee clasped tightly in his hand. Bobby threw the necklace down on the table next to him. Jack didn't even move. "Don't leave that shit on the floor, nearly cut my fucking toes off". When Jack once again didn't answer or in any way acknowledged his brother Bobby nudged him on his way to the coffee. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Tired. Hungover" Jack mumbled without opening his eyes.

"You went out last night?" Bobby asked, mentally trying to figure out which day it was. Since he'd been suspended after his recent fight the days had kind of blurred together. It had to be... Thursday?

"With Angel" Came the mumbled reply.

"Why didn't you ask me?"

"High school party" Angel swept past him and started chugging down juice as if his life depended on it.

Bobby frowned and sat down opposite Jack. "You hate school. And high school parties" He reminded him.

"I asked him to come" Angel sat down at the table, looking as chipper as always.

"As your date?" Bobby grinned.

"Fucker" Jack mumbled, and then added "Sofi was going with some guy"

"Ah" Bobby nodded all knowingly, shooting Angel a shit eating grin "And where is the crazy one this morning? Doing the walk of shame? My god, I thought a racoon was giving birth outside my window last night but I was obviously wrong, can you tell her to keep it down?"

Bobby's laughter echoed in Jack's mind and he winced, clutching the cup of coffee closer to him and finally raised his head to take a small sip, careful not to aggravate his stomach. This action caused Bobby to get a look at the side of his face that had been hidden against the table and his eyes instantly narrowed.

"Who did that?" He leaned closer to Jack to get a better look at the bruise decorating his left eye. His tone told Jack that he wanted to know name and adress too.

"I got into a fight" He shrugged helplessly.

"I was about to help" Angel cut in before Bobby could question his whereabouts "but little brother here had it all under control" Angel grinned proudly at Jack who smiled weakly in response.

Jack could tell Bobby wanted more information so he turned to him, telling him with his eyes that it was no big deal "He pushed me, and when I pushed back he hit me, so I hit him back".

Angel nodded "Beat the shit out of him, he did"

Bobby's emotions were a mix of pride and fear. Pride, because he'd taught him all that, taught him to never take any shit from anyone. Fear, because that was exactly how Bobby would have reacted. Exactly what Bobby would have done. His little brother was acting more like him everyday and he wasn't sure he liked it, despite being the one who taught him everything he was now doing.

Jack looked up and met his eyes, sensing the direction his brothers thoughts had taken. As Bobby stared into those wide blue eyes he wondered how it was possible to be so proud and scared shitless at the same time.

Just a short little interlude to get me back into shape :)