Hey guys, I meant to put Malory's age as fifteen and not fourteen. Enjoy this chapter!

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The sound of someone forcefully clearing their throat made Two-Bit to pull away from me. I didn't want him to though, I loved the warmth of my brother and the comfort of him too. I mean, it's been eight years since I've seen my brother and I can't give him a hug?!

"What?" Two-Bit said softly as if he just got out of bed. I think he forgot about everyone being in a house that didn't belong to him.

"I see you've found what you're looking for..." Darry said as he stood up from his recliner. Two-Bit turned to me, smiled and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Yup, I sure did," I smiled a bright smile. "Now, if you boys don't mind; I'm gonna go take Malory home. To the home where she belongs." Two-Bit lead me to the front door, grabbed my bag and we waved goodbye to everyone before we got into Two's Blue '56 Ford Mustang. I smiled.

Two-Bit's always wanted this exact car ever since he discovered it on the side of the road. "Tuff car Two... you should see mine," I jumped in my seat and got out of Two-Bit's car and ran up the porch and into the Curtis' house. "Steve?" Steve turned around to me. "While I'm gone, can you do me a favor a look at my car?"

Steve looked me up and down. "Sure thing doll."

"Stop calling me doll!"

"Don't deny, you like it..."

I chuckled and walked up to Steve's side. "I only like it if certain people call me doll..." I stood up my tip toes and kissed his cheek. I saw him blush a deep shade of red and heard Sodapop go "AWWW!"

"Randle, you stay away from her unless you want to be beaten to a pulp." I heard Dallas say as I ran out the front door and heaved myself into my brother's car. Okay, so I'm gonna admit... I may be developing some feels for Steve.

Two-Bit stared at me as if I was insane. "What was that about?"

I shrugged as Two-Bit started his car and pulled out of the driveway. "Just askin' Steve if he could take a look at my car. If you turn here you can see what it is."

Two-Bit did turn and he almost choked on his saliva when he saw what kind of car I had. "A '57 Chevy Bel Air?! How did you manage to afford something like that?!"

I shrugged once again. "Unlike dad, I actually know how to manage my money wisely." I shuddered at the mentioning of "Dad." He didn't deserve that title one bit.

Two-Bit clapped me on the back, proud of my achievement. "Looks like your gonna need some new tags though. Malory, I don't think you're in California anymore."

I laughed. "Thank you Dorothy." Two-Bit smiled in response and the rest of the drive to Mom's house was silent, except for Elvis Presley's (You're the) Devil In Disguise playing softly in the background provided by the radio. I could hear Two-Bit singing along.

You look like an angel

You walk like an angel

You talk like an angel

But I got wise

You're the devil in disguise,

Oh yes you are

Devil In disguise

I was beyond impressed. Saying I was just impressed was an understatement. Two-Bit sounded just like Elvis. It was something special. I adored Elvis Presley's voice and having a new Elvis right by my side was something I couldn't resist.

Two-Bit pulled into the driveway of a nice and cleaned house. The yard had freshly planted flowers in the garden, the grass was mowed and the window's looked spotless. "If you're wondering why it looks so clean it's because my mo-our mom was on a cleaning spree this morning," Two-Bit mentioned as he opened the car door for me and helped me out. When I reached for my bag, Two-Bit stopped me and motioned towards the house. "Go surprise her. She's missed you since day one."

I smiled and made my way towards the front door. I looked behind me and saw Two-Bit taking my case out of the car and grabbing his own little things. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and stared at the front door. Boy was I nervous. This wasn't like anything I've ever done.

Yeah, I wanted to see my mom again for the first time in eight years; but the thing I was really worried about was seeing my little sister, Paradise. She was only one when I was forced away by my dad and I doubt she was ever told she had an older sister. I took a deep breath and opened the front door.

I heard footsteps in the living room. "Keith, honey, I thought you were going to the Curtis'. Forget something?"

I smiled bigger than a mountain. "Nah, I already saw the guys... I came to see you..." I mentally high-fived myself for coming up with such a great answer. My mother walked out of the living room and looked like she was gonna nearly drop dead when she saw me.

"OH MY GOD!" She screamed and began crying and covered her mouth with her hand. I let a couple tears of joy roll down my cheeks as I made my way to my mom and pulled her into a bear hug. I could hear my mom's muffled crying as she stroked my hair and swayed back and forth. We both heard the front door open and the sound of my suitcase being dragged through the door, but I don't think my mom could have cared less. She wouldn't let her grip loosen on me. My mom's reaction reminded me of people's reactions when someone returns home from the military. Well, I guess that's what not seeing someone for eight years does to ya; considering the circumstances if you were their daughter or not...

"Now I see you found little ol Malory over here." We heard Two-Bit say. I could tell he was trying to brighten the mood some, but all my mother did was laugh and continue to hold me near and dear against her small frail figure. I was surprisingly taller than her; me being only five-feet-three. I wasn't that much taller than her. But my mom looked five feet if I had to eyeball her height.

After about two more minutes of hugging and emotions being thrown through the air, mom finally pulled away; revealing her smeared and dripping makeup all over her face, and all over my plain white shirt-which wasn't plain white anymore. "Sorry hon..." She said as Two-Bit handed her a tissue and she cleaned herself up.

"I've missed you so much... you wouldn't believe it." I said quietly. My mom kissed me on the forehead.

"I love you so much.. you're not going anywhere." She said as she backed away, holding my hands loosely in her own. I heard a door open faintly down the hall.

"Mommy? Is someone here?" I heard a small, squeaky and tired voice say. Mom looked to her left as I looked to my right and as Two-Bit looked behind him.

"Paradise... you remember Malory, right?" Paradise looked me over and walked closer to me. I bent down to her short level.

"Isn't Malory the girl you talk about nonstop?" I smiled. Paradise poked my nose.

"Yeah... she's your sister." I saw Paradises' face light up.

"You mean I have a sister?!" Her nine year old undeveloped voice squealed.

I nodded my head and answered for my mom. "Yeah... that's me honey." Paradise practically threw herself on me and my arms were around her in a second.

I stood up with Paradise still in my arms and she wrapped her legs around my waist. "I can't wait to do everything with you Malory!" I felt a couple tears slid down my cheeks and I opened my eyes and saw Two-Bit. He looked as if his heart just melted. I don't know about him but mine sure did.

This is what I was expecting. A real family. This was the thing I strived for; what I wanted my family to be, except for them to know their dads their whole life. I wouldn't trade anything in the world for this family. You couldn't pay me to leave the three of these guys... I can promise you that.