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Chapter 3:

Kitten and Kevin were both roused from their sleep by a thump and a yell.

"Joseph." Kevin muttered as he fought to untangle himself from the blankets and Kitten. Kitten waited until he was free before following him. Kevin knocked on the door before entering Joseph's room. Kitten followed slowly. They found Joseph and his blankets in a heap on the floor, crying. Kevin rushed over to his little brother and helped him out of the mess on the floor and back to his bed. Seeing he was alright in Kevin's care Kitten left the two brothers.

Kevin hugged his little brother until the tremors in his body stopped before Kevin risked speaking. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked apprehensively. Joseph shook his head.

"Can I write?" he asked. Kevin nodded, setting him up on his bed before grabbing a notebook off the desk and a pen. Taking a seat at the end of the bed, he waited.

Kevin woke up the next morning with a crick in his neck. Looking a round he realized why, he was still at the end of Joseph's bed. Joseph was still asleep, the notebook Kevin had given him last night was resting on his chest. Kevin took the book and pen and put them on Joseph's desk. Joseph would let him read it later. Pulling the blanket up Kevin left Joseph's room and headed for his own.

Entering his room he was disappointed when he found it empty. Sighing he grabbed some clothes and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

Kevin entered the kitchen to find his mom and Frankie there. He bit back a sigh when he saw no sign of Kitten.

"She had to go see her guidance counselor." Mrs. Jonas told him, knowing that particular sigh. Kevin blushed. "It's alright to miss her when she's gone sweetheart."

"I know mom." Kevin rolled his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me Paul Kevin." she warned him.

"Yes mom." he apologized, "Sorry."

"She's going straight to work. So she won't be home till late." Mrs. Jonas told him as he grabbed a cereal bowl.

"Joe had a nightmare last night." Kevin told her, knowing their rooms where the farthest from their parents.

"How is he?" she asked with a sigh, knowing this was going to happen and dealing with it were two different things.

"Sleeping." Kevin shrugged. "He wrote some before we fell asleep." Mrs. Jonas nodded as they fell silent. The only sound in the kitchen was from Frankie's game boy and Kevin's cereal

Kitten sat with Joe in the music room late one night. Kevin was asleep with his head in her lap but Joe was writing furiously. It had been two weeks since they'd met with Detective Jenkins and the Jonas' families lawyer about Kitten taking the stand. She had agreed. There wasn't much else she or Joe could do to make these people pay. Kevin said that both their sleeping decreased by 50. Kitten knew better than to try and sleep. It made it easier to keep it to herself. Joe hadn't learned that yet and she prayed he never did, but the trial started tomorrow and she knew he hadn't slept yet tonight.

"Katie?" Joe's voice drifted over to her. Kitten looked up. "Do you think the trial will put this to rest?" he asked her. Kitten transferred Kevin's head to a pillow and went to sit next to Joe. She sat on the bench to the piano.

"No." she answered. "I don't think so Joseph, its never going to fully go away. This is always going to be something we carry with us." she told him with a sigh running her fingers over the ivory keys. "Any peace you can make with what happened, won't be severely changed with the outcome of the trial."

Joe nodded, understanding where she was coming from. Putting the guitar down he sat down next to her at the piano.

"What do you know about music?" he asked setting his fingers up on the piano.

"It's nice to listen to." she offered with a shrug. Joe laughed quietly.

"Here put your fingers here." he said showing her were to put her hands. "Now follow me." he said and started to move his fingers slowly for her to follow.

Kevin watched the two from where he was laying n the couch. He smiled. Maybe talking to each other would help settle some of their demons. He let them play for awhile before he got up and leaned against the piano. They stopped playing.

"Sorry." Kitten said, realizing they'd woken him up.

"Don't worry about it." Kevin said placing a hand on her shoulder. "Chopsticks Joe?" he asked his brother. Joe stuck his tongue out.

"She's a beginner." Joe said causing Kevin and Kitten to laugh.