Thanks for all your amazing reviews on 'Ain't Born Typical'. This chapter is for all of you!

I'm also asking for a favour, I'm completely lost for a name for this story so if anyone has any ideas please PM me or leave your idea in a review comment. I will then pick my favourite to be the new title.

Thank you in advance for your help. Hope you enjoy...

Here Lies Colonel Franklin Clay.

Beloved Son, Father, And Friend.

May Your Soul Rest In Peace.

No matter how many times she read these words, Beth could not hold back tears. She never allowed anyone to catch her when she fell, she just sat alone and wallowed in self pity. It was her fault, it was all her fault. Charlie would have had no reason to even point a gun at her father if it wasn't for her. The only person who cried as much as Beth was Jensen. Every time Beth would try to apologise, no words could leave her lips. Maybe she shouldn't be trying to say anything. Beth never saw things that way. Aisha was absent, Pooch never spoke and Cougar spent every second he could trying to comfort Beth. Everything happened exactly the same way.

And then Beth woke up.

She had gotten quite used to this dream, this worst case scenario that her subconscious had put together in her head. It didn't mean that the end results were any less distressing. She always woke up feeling like she had been crying, sweat pouring from her forehead and muscles hurting from being so tense. At least that's what she guessed it was from. She always silently climbed out of her bed and tip-toed over to take a quick peek in her fathers room, just to make sure he was okay, before returning to her room, opening the window and laying awake in her bed trying her hardest not to fall back to sleep. This had been Beth's routine every night since the confrontation, seventeen days earlier. She told no one, just silently hoped that it was a phase that would pass.

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17 Days Earlier…

Beth wasn't quite sure how long Charlie had being holding a gun to Clay's head when she returned from her truck and noticed the situation.

"Put the gun down, man. You don't wanna shoot anybody." Pooch had said with his gun pointed at Charlie. Pooch's words had made Jensen look up from whatever he was doing on his laptop, his instinctive reaction was to grab Beth and pull her behind him. Beth could see Aisha in front of Jensen, her gun was stuffed in her waistband and she was trying to reach for it without drawing any attention to herself.

Please no, this can't be happening. Beth was saying to herself in her head, He can't leave me now. Somebody has to do something! That was when the gunshot rang out, and Beth felt like she was having a heart attack. She grabbed the back of Jensen's shirt and buried her face in his back, refusing to look at what had just happened. Please god no!

"Nice timing Cougar!" Jensen called out. She couldn't hear Cougar's reply over someone screaming in agony. It wasn't Clay; it was Charlie. Thank fuck! Beth looked up and let out a breath she didn't realise she's been holding as she saw her father standing over Charlie, unharmed. Charlie, on the other hand, wasn't doing so great. He was on his knees, clutching his hand which was pouring with blood.

"You bastard!" he screamed at Cougar who had ran over to Clay to make sure he was all right, "You fucking bastard you shot me in the fucking hand!" Charlie looked as though he wanted to get up and attack Cougar, but he never managed. He let out another agonising scream before collapsing onto his side. Beth ran past Jensen and into Clay's waiting arms.

"Are you okay?" Clay asked as he gently stroked his daughters hair. Beth shoved him back with a look of disbelief.

"Am I okay?" she mimicked his words in a incredulous tone, "You just had a gun to your head and you're asking me if I'm okay?" Clay looked over at Cougar who shrugged his shoulders. Pooch, Aisha and Jensen were all over by the van trying to hide the smirks on their faces.

"Well … yeah I guess," Clay answered honestly.

"Unbelievable!" huffed Beth as she left Clay and joined Pooch, Aisha and Jensen in the van. She wasn't at all sure if she could get used to this.

After they had arrived in California, Clay had decided they need to lay low for a few weeks. So he had rented out an apartment and the team were able to take some time for themselves. Beth had thought that she was okay until the nightmares started, although she managed to convince herself that they would pass. Pooch didn't spend that much time with the team. He had a wife and a son and he used the 'lay low' opportunity to spend as much time with his family as possible. Aisha never seemed to get her head out of the game. So she dug into the background of the guy who had offered them a job.

"Never hurts to get a head start, kid," Aisha had said to her whenever Beth watched her work. Cougar and Jensen spent their time either outside enjoying the sunshine or inside watching cartoons. It made Beth smile that they offered to include her in almost everything that they did. Clay spend his time mostly with Beth, trying to catch up on the two years he'd missed. Beth didn't really like to talk about it. Clay understood why, so he never pushed her. He just tried to make her as happy and as comfortable as possible.

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Present day …

Nobody liked the apartment Clay had chosen more than Jensen, mostly for the reason that he got his own room. Jensen never got his own room.

"So what's it like with you guys?" Beth and Jensen were sitting out on the decking of the apartment in the sunshine. Jensen was wearing shorts, flip-flops and an outrageous bright yellow t-shirt. Beth had gotten used to Jensen's dress sense. She liked it, always colourful.

"What do you mean?" Jensen wondered, peering so his eyes could see Beth over the top of his sunglasses.

"Well you seem so happy that you have your own room, so I'm guessing you're used to pretty tight quarters?"

"Yeah I guess," Jensen shrugged, "You get used to it though. It's pretty awesome in a way because you never get lonely. Just hope you never get roomed with Pooch because he snores like a bitch!" Beth smiled. Never lonely, she like the idea of that.

Not very exciting for a starter chapter but will get more interesting as the story goes on.

Also, good call Jensen's Petunia on Cougar being the one who fired the gun :)

R&R, hope you like x