A:N: Thanks to everyone for reading and thanks to everyone for reviewing. Now I have a little thing to ask of you. As with most of these ficcies it is eventually going to develop into a couple story. I haven't decided which brother it's going to be though. You decide, tell me in a review which one it should be. Jack or Bobby.

Thanks again to: shariena, Scottishgal12 , and mrcrockz06 for reviewing.

Chapter Four

Finding Security

Please come now I think I'm falling
I'm holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I found the road to nowhere
And I'm trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
maybe six feet
Ain't so far down

She woke up slowly; the music quietly playing over her head. Jones was sleeping quietly on her legs. She sat up on her elbows. It was still dark out. She shook her head. She wasn't use to everything being so strange. Quiet no screaming. No one shouting in anger at her or anyone else, it was nice. Nice for a change of pace but she wasn't getting use to this anytime soon.

Defense was what she knew best. Fighting off former foster parents and other kids had become a specialty. Her own family before that, but that was a whole other matter. Hospitals, jail, rehab all a bunch of bullshit that she had been dealing with her whole life.

The sad part was. She didn't know how to function without it all. The chaos. It was driving her mad.

She needed something to eat. That was a nice thing she could deal with. Food. The shit back where she came from blew fucking ass. She hated it.

She got up quietly and put her glasses on. She had taken her contacts out when she had gone to sleep. A yawn escaped her mouth. It was four in the morning. Next was a groan of annoyance. She was never going to get another full nights sleep was she?

Walking out to the kitchen she turned on the light and moved over to the refrigerator. She opened it and began to look for something to eat. There was still some leftover lasagna from a couple of days ago. Pizza looked better though.

She pulled it out and went to turn around only to find Bobby standing in the doorway. She jumped a bit in surprise. He snickered at that. At least his hair was messed up so he didn't look like a chia pet.

"Jesus Christ you can't make a noise or something?"

"And miss the look on your face?" He questioned her while she went to reheat the pizza. "Hell no."

He moved to the table and sat in one of the chairs.

She looked over her shoulder at him. "There a reason why you're up so late?"

"I was packing." He told her quietly rubbing his head. "I'm leaving in the morning."

"Why?" She questioned.

"I have business to take care of." He mumbled with a yawn. "So Indy," He chuckled with a shake of his hand. "Is that really your name?" She scowled at him. "Your parents were cruel."

"I never knew my parents." She replied with a shake of her head then added with a grumble. "Thankfully."

Bobby stared at her. How could she not want to know? Everyone who didn't know their parents wanted to know. To either get to know them and make a bond they never had or to give them a piece of their mind and show them what they created. How could she not care?

" 'Thankfully'?" He questioned her while she pulled out her pizza.

She sat down across from him. "I don't want to know the fuckers in other words." He reached over and grabbed a slice of pizza off her plate. "Hey!"

He pointed at her. "Older brother."

"She's not adopting me." She reminded him. "Too old for that bullshit."

"You're not older than me though," He growled back at her taking a bit of pizza. "You'll respect me."

"Oh fuck off." She told him with a hiss. "I don't have to respect jack shit including that bitch who thinks she can help."

With that said he launched his hand out grabbing her by the throat. "I don't care what the fuck you say about me, but you ever call my mother a 'bitch' again and I'll beat the shit out of you. She doesn't have to give a shit about you, but for some reason she does. It's who she is. Respect her she's the only person who actually gives a rats ass about you besides your brothers."

"I told you," She began smacking his hand away. "You're not my brother."

She took a bit out of her pizza. Practically devoured the slice in one bite. She smirked at him while she finished it off.

"Hungry?"

"Would you eat the shit they have at Juvy?"

He nodded with a chuckle. "Point taken."

She snickered at him grabbing back her piece of pizza from him. She took a bit out of the slice. "Do you know when you'll be coming back?"

He shrugged he took the pizza back and ate the rest. "Don't know. Why do you care?"

She snarled at him briefly as she stood walking over to get herself another slice of pizza. "You're just easy to talk to."

He laughed at that. "We've been bitching at each other since we came out."

"In between that." She told him shoving another slice into the microwave. "Can you tell me about the others?"

"You mean my brothers?" He reminded her. She nodded not looking at him. "Hasn't my mother told you anything?"

"That's her opinion of them." She stated. "This is yours."

"Well," He began thinking of how to explain his brothers. "Jeremiah is the oldest and probably the most well-developed of us. The fucker has a family, a well paying job. Everything he could ever want. He has it."

"You're not telling me about him though." She growled at him sitting down with the pizza.

"He's a hard ass to us." He told her with a chuckle. "I set fire to his tree house once and I have never ran so fucking fast in my entire life. He was so pissed off. He cared about us though. Still does. He watches over mom so you'll see him more than likely.

"Angel is more iffy. He's just as hell bent as I am when it comes to being in one place for too long. Jarhead though. He was pretty good from what I hear too. I haven't heard from in months.

"Jackie's a little fairy."

"You have a gay for a brother?" She choked a bit on her food.

He laughed. "No." He shook his head. "I call him a little fairy to annoy the shit out of him. He's the one who's guitar you stole. He's okay, the better of us, he never killed anyone that I know of. If he got mad enough he would. He wasn't like Angel, Jer or me though. He was so badly abused that he won't be able to be..fully there I guess is the best way to word it."

She nodded. She knew how that felt.

"I guess he reminds me of you." He told her.

"What?"

He looked to her as she choked on her food. "You were abused too. Don't even try and hid it. I know it from the way you act. Someone fucked you up and you don't want anyone to know what the hell happened."

She slammed her fist on the table in annoyance and anger. "Not everyone wants to remember what the hell happened when they were in shit hole, after shit hole, after shit hole." She stood up and walked back to her room shouted back to him. "Seeya later asshole."

The door slammed and Evelyn walked downstairs only moments later. She looked over at Bobby who sat finishing off the rest of the pizza.

"What happened?" She questioned him a little frightened of what he was going to say.

"Bonding." He told her taking another bite of pizza.

She looked over in the direction at her room. "Didn't go well?"

"Nope."

A:N: Thanks again to everyone for reading and thanks to everyone for reviewing. Don't forget to review and tell me which one it should be. It's up to you, Jack or Bobby.

Thanks once again to shariena, Scottishgal12 , and mrcrockz06 for their reviews.

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