I own nothing but Ava, Raelyn, Kimmie, Frankie, Mr. and Mrs. Andrews, and Kailah.

The next morning, I woke up on top of Jason.

"Babe." I whispered. He gripped me tighter.

"Shh. I'm sleeping." He whispered back, keeping his eyes completely shut. I grinned and kissed him.

"Get up." I said. He shook his head.

"No. I like this." He said. I laughed.

"Jason, get up. We have to go help your sister today." I said, kissing him again. This time, he responded.

"Do we have to?" He asked, opening his eyes. I nodded my head.

"Yes, we do. Now, I'm going to take a shower. Get up." I said, rolling off of him. I didn't get far. Jason grabbed my waist and pulled me back.

"Jason… Let go. I need a shower." I said. Jason maneuvered himself so he was leaning over me.

"No. You woke me up, and then just decided to leave? I don't think so." He said. I smirked.

"Boy, if you ever want to kiss me again, you will let me up. I'm gross and I need to brush my teeth. I look horrible." I said. He moved.

"Take your shower, but just so you know, you're beautiful." Jason said. I smiled and blushed.

When I got out of the shower, Jason was nowhere to be found. I got dressed and headed downstairs. I found him stuffing his face at the kitchen table.

"Hey you. How'd you sleep?" Nate asked from the table.

"I slept pretty great, actually. Fantastic body pillow." I remarked. He shot me a confused look.

"Body pillow?" He asked. I smirked.

"Let's just say I'm a better pillow than I am a cuddler." Jason said. I smiled and walked over to him.

"It's okay, baby. I like waking up with you." I said as I sat on his lap. Kevin walked in and sat down. He didn't look like he'd slept much.

"Good morning." I said. He shot me a look, almost as if he'd forgotten I was there.

"Hey." He remarked and went back to staring at the table.

"Kev, we have to talk about it sooner or later. Where's Dad?" I asked softly. Kevin sighed.

"Nate; go wake Shane and Frankie up. They need to be down here for this." He said. Nate nodded and ran upstairs. Two minutes later, I heard shouting.

"What could you possibly want at nine o'clock on a Saturday morning?" Shane yelled. I heard Nate reply, but I couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Fine; I'll be down in a minute." I heard Shane say a little quieter. Nate and Frankie came down and sat at the table. Shane stumbled down a few seconds later.

"What is so important that I have to be up early?" He asked. Kevin punched him in the arm.

"If you'll give me a minute, I'll tell you." He said.

"Now, you guys are probably wondering why I called this my house last night, and why Dad isn't here." Kevin started. "Well, last night, on the way back from the hospital, we were hit by a semi. We were completely blindsided. The truck hit Dad's side of the car. He didn't make it." He said, blinking back tears. I gripped Jason's hand.

"Kailah, I know that it isn't fair that you just spent the last ten years of your life without Dad, and now you have to spend the rest of your life without him, too. I am so sorry." Kev said.

"This is my fault." I said.

"No, it's not. It's no one's fault except for the truck driver's. He's the one who blew the red light and ran into us." Kev said. I shook my head.

"No, if I would have never come back, Dad would have never had to go to the hospital. Then, he wouldn't have been in that car when the semi blew the red light. It's my fault." I said. Jason rubbed my back.

"Kai, no. Don't think like that." Nate said. I sighed and pulled myself off of Jason's lap.

"I'm going for a walk. Leave me alone. I'll be back…whenever." I said, heading out the door. I got to the end of the block before Jason caught up with me.

"I understand that you need this time alone, but I'm NOT letting you wander around Los Angeles alone when there is a kidnapping rapist loose and looking for you." He said. I sighed.

"You're not LETTING me? I am eighteen years old, damn it! I'm not a child! I won't have you treating me like one, either!" I shouted through my tears. Jason didn't say anything; he just pulled me to him and hugged me.

"That's not what I meant, and you know it." He said softly after a few minutes. I nodded into his chest.

"I know. I'm sorry. It's just, I just got my dad back and now, I've lost him again." I cried. Jason rubbed my back and hugged me tighter.

"Let's go back to the house, huh? You have four siblings back there, plus my sister and Bill, waiting for you to come back. They need you." He said. I nodded. When we got back to the house, we didn't even make it to the gate before everyone came running out the front door. Shane reached me first. Before I could react, he had me in his arms and was bawling.

"I'm so sorry. This isn't your fault. None of this is your fault. I know you blame yourself for what happened with Drew, and now this thing with Dad, but it isn't." He whispered in my ear. I couldn't help it, I just started crying again.

"Kevin, if you'd like, I'd be glad to help pay for the funeral." Bill said.

"Mr. Park, I couldn't accept that. This family is my responsibility now, and I intend to take care of them." Kevin said. Bill nodded understandingly.

"I get it, it's a responsibility thing, but please, let me help." He said. Kevin sighed.

"Alright, I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything." He said, giving in. I reached over and hugged him. As I pulled away, I looked around.

"Where are Frankie and Nate?" I asked.

"Kimmie and Caitlyn." Kevin said. I gave him a weird look.

"The neighbor girls? What do they have to do with anything?" I asked. Shane sighed and gave a sort of sad chuckle.

"Kimmie and Frankie, Nate and Caitlyn. They're best friends. Those girls are so in love with the boys, it's not funny. Of course, the guys feel the same way, but they've never admitted it. So, they are all just best friends. Whenever something goes wrong, they go to each other. It's sort of their thing." He explained. I nodded.

"Kind of like me and Jason. I get it." I said.

A few hours later, we were all crowded in the living room, talking about things Dad had done.

"I remember this time, when we were about six years old, and it was winter. Mom told us we were completely forbidden to go outside because of all the ice. But, Dad let us go out there, and we were ice skating." I said. Nate and Frankie started laughing.

"I remember that! I broke my arm!" Nate said. I smiled.

"I know, I remember. Mom was so mad that he let us go out there! She didn't speak to him for a whole fifteen minutes." I said.

"Man, but you wouldn't find anyone more in love than those two." Shane said.

"Someone tell me about Mom." I said. The room grew quiet.

"We don't…uh, we don't talk about Mom a whole lot, sis." Shane said quietly. I sighed.

"Please? I was only eight when I was taken. I remember a lot about her, but I want to know about after I was gone." I said. Kevin sighed and nodded.

"After you were taken, she grew depressed. There were days when she couldn't look at any of us. She didn't even get out of bed. Some days, she'd get up and tell us that she was confident that you were coming back soon. On our ninth birthday, she woke up and told me that the day was going to be amazing." Nate said. I sighed, tears coming to my eyes.

"She died the next day." Frankie whispered. I buried my face in Jason's neck.

"That's so sad. You know what? We're a family and we'll get through this." I said. Kevin smiled and squeezed my hand.

"Guys, she's right. We'll get through this." He said.

Get through it was exactly what we did. The funeral went faster than I thought it would. When the pastor asked me to get up and speak, I didn't know what to say.

"Hi, everyone, I'm…uh, I'm Kailah. Shane's daughter. I didn't really know my dad from the time I was eight until about two weeks ago. But, the day I met him again, he died. From what I've heard, though, he was an amazing dad. I wish I could have known that." I said, choking past my tears. I couldn't get any more words out, and I couldn't move. I felt someone come up and stand next to me.

"Our dad was amazing. He raised us even after our mother died, and he was surprisingly strong." I heard. I looked up and Shane was standing next to me.

After the funeral, I dragged Jason to one of the extra rooms and just sat there, crying, letting him hold me.

"Jason? Is Kailah in there with you? There are some people here to see her." I heard Meagan call softly through the door. Jason looked at me questioningly.

"Are you up for it?" He asked softly. I shrugged and nodded.

"I might as well get it over with." I said.

"It's open." Jason called softly to Meagan. The door opened and Meagan came in with Tara and Sam.

"Oh my." I said, getting up to hug them.

"How you holding up, baby girl?" Tara asked. I sighed and shrugged.

"I'm holding up as well as anyone would be after their father died because his daughter came back." I said. Jason sighed.

"Babe, it's not your fault." He said. Tara lifted her eyebrows at us.

"Babe?" She asked. I smiled softly and nodded. Sam came over and hugged me.

"Hey, we miss you guys in Louisiana. When are y'all coming back?" He asked. I looked at Meagan, confused.

"You didn't tell them?" I asked.

"No, we've been busy." She said. I turned back to Sam.

"We aren't coming back. I refuse to come back. Nothing against you guys, but I lost ten years with my family because I was in Louisiana. I'm staying here." I said.

"I know that I grew up there, same as everyone else, but, I'm in love with this girl, my gran is gone, and Meagan is staying here, so I have nothing left in Louisiana." Jason said. Sam paused and then smiled.

"Well, I wonder what it'd be like to have a Sam's Pub in L.A." He asked Tara. She smiled.

"I don't know. Want to find out?" She asked. I stared at them in amazement.

"Are you guys serious?" I asked. They nodded.

"Girl, Louisiana ain't been anything but bad luck for all of us since all those murders happened. We are getting out of there, and what better place to go, than to where your family is?" Tara said. I smiled again and hugged her, and then Sam.

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