Disclaimer: Don't own anything in Four Brothers, just the original character.
A/N: This chapter doesn't have much action in it, but it does show the relationships between the boys and Nikki more, especially her relationship with Jack and Bobby. Nikki's past will be explained in later chapters, so please be patient with that if you're antsy about it. I'm really happy with the reviews, thanks for so much for them, glad people like this so far. Anyway, hope you like the chapter, and keep those lovely reviews coming!
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"Come on, ladies, let's show these guys some fucking skills."
Jack watched Evelyn's chair, eyes changing to Bobby, "Where are you going?"
"This fucking kid has to eat," Bobby mumbled, going to the door. "Nikki!" He yelled opening it, seeing Nikki sitting on the steps, smoke drifting away from her. Bobby shook his head, hating how Jack and Nikki still smoked. He also hated that they started at thirteen. "You still smoking?"
Nikki threw her cigarette on the ground, smoked all the way through, and stepped on it, "Nah Bobby, just breathing. It's so cold outside, ya know. Its cool how breath in cold air looks like smoke, right?"
She stood up, and Bobby gave her a dirty look, "Still sarcastic as hell."
Nikki nodded, "At least some things never change, right?" She sighed, glancing at the house next door. "Anyone live there?"
Bobby shook his head, "I don't know, haven't been back." He looked down at her, still staring at the house. He watched as she looked up and down at the house, biting her bottom lip, shaking her head slightly. "Come on, get your ass inside." He said taking her shoulders, and turning her around into the house. He shut the door behind him, still leading her to the dining room, "They let you buy those cigs?"
"Fuck you Bobby, I've been eighteen for half a year now. Thanks for getting caught up," Nikki said, pulled Bobby's hands off her shoulders, and sitting in the chair next to Angel.
"They card you?" Bobby asked, and Nikki grabbed her plate, shaking her head. Bobby clapped with a smile on his face, "They fucking do."
"Damn, you still smoking too?" Jerry asked, and Nikki tried her best to not make eye contact with him. "You two better stop with that."
"You two still drink together?" Angel asked, and the two nodded. "Who buys that shit for you?" Angel looked at the two, both not of drinking age yet.
Jack stuffed food into his mouth, and mumbled, "Nikki's boyfriend." Jack winced in pain, jumping back, as Nikki kicked him under the table. He looked at her; she was glaring, eating her food slowly.
"You got a fucking boyfriend?" Bobby asked, as he stopped chewing. "Let me meet this kid, see that he's treating you right."
Nikki shook her head at Jack, then looked at Bobby, "Calm down, I don't have no boyfriend," She groaned. "It's on and off," Nikki picked her fork, and looked down at her food. She could feel Bobby's glare burning into her, "Let it go, Bobby, there's no boyfriend."
Bobby gave a nod, continuing as the boys downed their food. Jack watched as Nikki ate, asking, "You still mad at me?"
Nikki glanced up at him, "Since you just sold me out by saying I have a boyfriend that I don't have anymore, and didn't bring me with you to the funeral, you're fucking right I'm mad at you."
Angel's eyes got wide, and Jerry looked away, hiding his smile. Bobby laughed, "Better eat faster, Nick. We're gonna go play some hockey."
Nikki smiled. They usually never let her play hockey if it wasn't just playing with the four of them. They never thought that it would be safe, so they would make her sit on the sidelines, a hockey stick in hand, just in case they needed an extra player, "You're gonna let me play?" She asked, excitement traced in her voice.
"Get that smile off your face," Bobby scoffed. "You're not playing with us. You gonna watch the game."
"Bob-by!" Nikki yelled. Bobby shrugged with no reply. Nikki shook her head, jabbing her fork into the turkey and stuffing in her mouth.
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Stepping onto the ice, Nikki slid on, adjusting to the feel of the ice. Skating around for practice, she turned, seeing Jack come after her. He stopped in front of her, staring her down.
"You really still mad at me?" He asked, and Nikki rolled her eyes. "Seriously, Nikki."
Nikki stared at him, she sighed, seeing that he was serious, "I don't know." She shook her head, "Why didn't you just bring me with you? I wanted to go to the funeral. You fucking knew that, Jack."
Jackie turned to look at Bobby, still taking their stuff out of the car. His voice quieted down, his deep voice barely heard, "You know that coming back is trouble, Nikki. Come on. If Bobby's coming home, shit is gonna get stirred up." Jack leaned down at her, "Didn't want you getting caught up in that shit again. You don't know what's gonna happen."
Nikki broke their eye contact, seeing the three elder brothers skating over to them. She sighed, "Well then, someone's gotta take care of you guys, and watch out for you fuckers."
Jackie cracked a smile, before turning around to face his brothers.
"Nick, you wanna play?" Bobby asked, and Nikki stared at him. It would be typical for Bobby to ask that, and then just tell Nikki that she couldn't. "Seriously, you wanna play? Nobody's here yet, we can do some one-on-one. Come on."
Nikki grinned, "Okay!" She said, grabbing Jack's hockey stick, and skating away to Bobby.
"You taking care of her?" Angel asked Jack, Jerry standing on the other side of Jack.
Jack nodded, "I guess."
"You two together yet?" Jerry smiled, and Angel smirked.
Jack rolled his eyes, "Man, where the hell do you get that from? Me and Nikki are not together. We're not gonna get together. Never were together, and never will be."
"Damn Cracker Jack, why you so defensive for?" Angel asked, before skating away.
"Someday, Jackie. I'm tellin' you, someday," Jerry gave a laugh, leaving Jack by himself, watching Nikki ram her shoulder into Bobby, tipping Bobby over, and skating away with the puck.
