Hi, this is a new fandom for me. I grew up watching Boy Meets World and only recently re-watched the whole series. I loved the whole Shawn/Turner relationship and wished there had been more of it but I guess that's what fanfics are for. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. Review and let me know.

Broken Families

Eli Williams was trying to blend in with crowd in Chubbies', not wanting to get spotted by any of his students who wanted advice or a homework extension. He was just waiting on his and Jonathan's food order when he saw Shawn trying to sneak past him, using a menu to shield his face.

"You need a better disguise, Hunter…" Eli told him casually, leaning back against the counter.

Shawn lowered the menu. "Hey Mr. Williams, I didn't see you there…"

"Huh-uh." He replied. "What are you doing here? I thought after you broke curfew every night last week, Jonathan was only letting you out tonight to study at Matthews' house."

"You're not going to tell him are you?" Shawn asked. "Cos Haylee Murphy asked me to share a milkshake with her and how was I meant to say no to that?"

"Okay, here's what's going to happen…Either you come home with me now and you can tell Jon whatever you like about why you're not at the Matthews'…I can embarrass you by loudly dragging you out of here…" Eli offered. "Or you can stay here…"

"Yes, number three…" Shawn cut in.

"And I can tell Jon exactly where you are." He finished with a grin. "And then you can deal with him."

"Aw come on, Mr. Williams…"

"He's going to find out, Shawn…Cory or another student will let slip you were down here tonight and then he'll work out I would have probably seen you when I was picking up our dinner…" Eli stated. "I'm telling you, man, after the lecture he gave me about allowing you to watch that horror movie the other week, I'm not helping you get away with anything…"

Shawn sighed loudly. "Fine but I can at least say goodbye to Haylee?"

"Just make it quick…"

"And you'll get me a cheese burger and fries? Thanks!" Shawn flashed him a smile before turning and heading back over to his friends without waiting for an answer.

Eli shook his head slightly as he watched him rejoin a group at one of the booths.

"Jon better pay me back for this…" he muttered to himself before turning around to place Shawn's order.

The whole journey back to the apartment, Shawn had tried to convince Eli to talk to Jon about letting him hang out with his friends but Eli refused to get involved.

"Come on, you must understand how important it is for me to maintain my dating life…"

"Hunter, believe me when I say I don't care one bit about your dating life." Eli shot back as they rode in the elevator. "And anyway, I think you got off pretty lightly only being grounded for a week…Jon is even allowing you to go to your friend's house to study…he trusted you were being honest with him about that…"

"I know…" Shawn replied quietly, starting to feel guilty.

"Face it man, compare to the rules that some people would set for you, you got it pretty good with Jon." Eli added.

"Okay, I get it…" Shawn replied. "I'll stay in for the rest of the week and not have any fun at all."

"Good because trust me when I say it will make mine, yours and everyone else life easier…" Eli stated as they stepped off the elevator.

"So, you won't tell him I went out to meet Haylee?" Shawn asked but Eli wasn't listening to him anymore.

Not only was the door to Jonathan's apartment open, it looked like it had been forced open and when they got closer, he heard noises that sounded like people fighting from inside.

"Wait here!" Eli ordered Shawn, shoving the food into his arms.

"What?" Shawn looked surprised but followed anyway when he realized something was going on.

"Hey!" Eli exclaimed when he entered the apartment to see two masked men dressed in black, one holding a baseball bat that belonged to Shawn but before Eli could do anymore, the bat was dropped and the men shoved him and Shawn out the way as they ran out the door.

Shawn's back hit the wall behind him and Eli stumbled slightly but after steadying himself he went to follow the intruders. He cursed when he reached the hallway and saw that they were nowhere in sight. Realistically, he knew he wouldn't be able to catch them up and even if he did, it probably wouldn't end well for him.

"Eli! Quick!"

He spun around and ran back into the apartment at Shawn's call, worrying that there was someone else inside but was surprise to see the teenager was nowhere in sight.

"Shawn?"

"Here." Shawn appeared from behind the couch, helping Jon to stand.

"Oh man…" Eli rushed over to them and kicked himself for not thinking his best friend had been in the apartment.

"I'm okay…" Jon winced as he gripped onto the back of the couch with one hand while Shawn supported his other arm.

"Let's get you sat down…" Eli moved to the other side of him and guided him around the couch to sit down.

"What happened?" Shawn questioned. "Who were those guys? What did they want?"

"I don't know." Jon groaned as he sat down, his right arm moving to cradle his painful ribs. "I came out of my bedroom and they were just stood there."

"Well, I don't think they took too kindly to you being home…" Eli joked weakly as he looked at his friend.

He had a split lip, his right eye was already swelling and blood was running down the left side of his face from a large cut on his forehead. Eli guessed he probably had broken ribs from the way he was breathing and holding his side. His left arm also looked like it was at an odd angle and twice the size it should be.

"I didn't take too kindly to them being here, either." Jon shot back, laying his head back against the couch and closing his eyes.

Eli glanced at Shawn, who was staring at Jon with a mixture of concern and fear.

"Look, I'm going to go back to my apartment and call 911..." Eli told them; not wanting to touch anything in the apartment until the police arrived. "Jon, you'll be okay for a minute?"

"Yeah…" Jon forced himself to lift his head again to look at him. "It looks worse than it is…Just a few bruises."

"Huh-uh." Eli replied, not convinced. "Shawn, keep him awake, okay?"

"What?" Shawn snapped back to attention.

"I'm going to run back to my apartment to call 911…" Eli guessed Shawn hadn't been paying attention. "Stay here and don't let Jon go to sleep…I'll be right back."

"Yeah right, I can do that."

"And try not to touch anything." Eli said on his way out the door.

"Shawn? You okay?"

"You're the one with the head wound and busted ribs…"

"I'm fine…" Jon tried to sit up straight but his ribs protested too much.

"Yeah, sure you are…" Shawn replied sarcastically as he watched Jon screw his eyes shut in pain. "This is all my fault…"

Jon eyes snapped open. "How'd you figure that?"

"If I had been home like I was meant to have been then you wouldn't have been here alone…"

"Hey, I'm grateful you weren't here." Jon claimed. "They could have hurt you too…"

"Jon, they could have killed you!"

"But they didn't..."

"Hey, how's it going in here?" Eli returned; his arms filled with supplies. "Here, Hunter hold this against his eye."

Shawn caught the ice pack Eli tossed at him and pressed it against Jon's swollen eyes.

"Ow!" He complained, jerking his head back.

"Quit being a baby." Eli told him, holding out a bottle of water and some painkillers. "The police should be here soon… You're going to need to go to the hospital…that cut on your head will probably need stitches and someone should take a look at your ribs and arm but I'm guessing you wouldn't appreciate an ambulance.

"You guessed right…" Jon replied after swallowing the pills with a mouthful of water before taking a second ice pack and rested it on his wrist.

"Well, I also called the Matthews…" Eli added, glancing at Shawn. "I asked Mr. Matthews to come over to get you."

"Me?" Shawn glared at him. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Shawn, you can't stay here…" Jon told him. "Not tonight at least…"

"Yeah and by the time I've managed to drag him down to the emergency room and get him checked out, it's going to end up being a late night." Eli asked.

"Yeah but…" He started to protest but was interrupted by a knock on the door, startling them all.

"Look, just go back and hang out at the Matthews…If it's still early by the time we've got everything sorted then I'll come get you." Jon offered as Eli let two police officers in. "Deal?"

Shawn hesitated for a few seconds, he didn't want to leave Jon after what had happened but also didn't want to get in the way. "Yeah, okay…Deal."

"Mr. Turner?" The police officer approached him, note book open. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Uh, yeah but I don't how much help I'll be…" Jon stated. "I was in my bedroom when I heard a noise, I thought it was Eli or Shawn but when I came out there were two guys stood there… They just jumped me, I tried to fight back but one of them grabbed the bat…"

"Can you give us a description?"

Jon shrugged causing him to wince. "One was about my height; the other a little shorter…both of them dressed in all black and wearing ski masks covering their faces…"

"Did they take anything?"

Jon looked around but couldn't see anything missing… Even his wallet was still on the table by the door. "I don't know…I guess not…"

There was another knock on the door before they could ask any more questions.

"That's probably Alan." Jonathan said and then looked at the officers to explain. "He is a friend who Shawn is going to stay with tonight."

"I'll get it." Eli stepped over to the door again to see Alan Matthews on the other side. "Hey, thanks for coming so quickly."

"No problem at all…" Alan said as he stepped into the apartment and looked around. Eli hadn't given him much detail over the phone, he had said something about a robbery but apart from a few items that had been knocked on the floor, it didn't look like anything had happened. "What happened? Is everyone okay?"

"Jon was the only one here." Eli explained. "It seems that he interrupted them before they could take anything or do any real damage…He got a bit of a beating for it though."

"He doesn't look too good…" Alan replied in concerned, looking at Jon who was still talking to the police. "Did you call an ambulance?"

"He refused one but I'm going to take him down to the hospital once we're done here." Eli answered.

"And Shawn? He looks like he's going to throw up…"

"He's pretty shook up… The guys ran off when we arrived...I followed them out and Shawn was the one that noticed Jon on the floor." Eli replied with a shrug. "I don't think he's too impressed with having to leave and go with you."

"I'm sure he'll be alright once he's with Cory." Alan added then walked towards the couch when he saw the officers had finished talking with Jon and had started looking around the apartment. "Hey, guys..."

"Alan, thanks for coming over."

"Happy to help." He replied, placing a hand on Shawn's shoulder. "Guess you're staying with us tonight, hey."

"Yeah, I guess so…"

"Cory is out with Topanga but he should be back before dinner." Alan added. "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, we brought some food back from Chubbies but didn't get chance to eat it…" Shawn replied.

"Hang on, Cory is out with Topanga? I thought you were with him studying…" Jonathan questioned. "And what were you doing at Chubbies?"

"I told you he'd find out…" Eli muttered to Shawn.

"Uh, it's a funny story…" Shawn laughed nervously.

"Oh I bet it is…" He raised an eyebrow.

"How about we deal with that later when you're not bleeding all over the place?" Eli suggested.

"Yeah, come on, Shawn." Alan patted the teenager's shoulder. "We should get going…"

Shawn nodded but didn't move to stand up, just looking at Jonathan in concern.

"Shawn, I'm going to be okay." Jon tried to reassure him. "Worse of it is a couple of broken ribs."

"Yeah, I know." This time he did get to his feet. "I'll speak to you later, yeah?"

"As soon as I've got everything sorted." He promised.

Shawn hesitated again before turning and walking towards the door.

"We'll look after him." Alan assured Jonathan.

"Thanks, Alan."

Once they had left the apartment, Jonathan allowed his head to fall back against the couch again with a groan.

Eli frowned in concern at him. "Man, you don't look good."

"Thanks, you really know how to make a guy feel better." Jonathan shot back without lifting his head or opening his eyes.

"Mr. Turner?" The police officer joined them again. "We just have a few more questions and then we'll let you get down to the hospital…"

"Okay, let's get this over with." He sighed.

TBC

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