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Disclaimer: I don't own anything!

A/N: I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Ashley's POV

Before another word was spoken, I jumped into Jack's arms and hugged him fiercely. He didn't resist. I'd forgotten how much I'd missed him. Everything about Jack made me comfortable. His hair was soft and shaggy, the way it always had been, but he'd definitely put on some muscle. It made him look good.

When I pulled away I noticed the tears in his eyes, but he quickly blinked them back. He didn't want to cry in front of Jerry. I was the only one he broken down in front of, as a rule. Camille gave him a quick hug and ran off the grab a broom. She and Jack didn't know each other very well, better than she knew Bobby and Angel but they weren't close enough that she'd show a whole lot of affection.

Jerry put an arm around both of us and we formed a big group hug. He rubbed the back of Jack's head in a brotherly way and picked up his suitcase to take it into the living room.

"You two will have to share the couch, unless you want to try to fit into the girl's beds." I smiled at the thought of my six foot brother crammed into Amelia's Disney Princess bed.

"How was the bus ride?" I asked as he hung his coat over a kitchen chair.

"Long, have you gotten a hold of Bobby and Angel?" He started to clean up the water as Camille swept up the broken glass. "Sorry about the broken glass."

"It's alright." Camille yawned and threw the shards of glass away. "Well, I'll talk to you guys in the morning." She went do the hall to their bed room. Jerry told her he'd be there in a minute.

"I left a message at Angel's place but I can't find Bobby." Jerry looked really tired and worn out. "I'm going back to bed. It's good to have you back, Jackie."

Jack was raiding the fridge before Jerry had the bedroom door shut. I slipped back into my place on the fold-out bed, knowing that he would join me when he found something to munch on. We sat in silence as he ate an apple and some animal crackers, but it was nothing out of the ordinary. To those of you how have read The Outsiders, the two of us are like Ponyboy and Johnny, for lack of a better explanation.

"Well I don't know about you but I'm beat." Jack whispered as he returned from the kitchen after throwing away his trash. He crawled onto the lumpy couch and relaxed as I switched the light off. I snuggled into the blankets and sighed, the best night sleep I can get is when I'm with my brothers. "You didn't see it happen did you?"

It took me a second to realize that he was asking whether or not I had been with Mom on the night. "No, I was home. I got the call." Tears in my eyes.

"Good. I wouldn't have wanted you to see that." He threw an arm across my shoulder and rubbed my back. After a minute of silence he started to laugh.

"What?"

"I was just remembering when we got our tongues pierced." We both bust out laughing.

Flashback

My head was pounding. My stomach was rolling. I was 90 sure I would puke and 100 sure I would about to die. Oh yeah, and my tongue hurt.

Defying every command in my body, I opened my eyes to reveal Jack's spiky hair. For a second, I thought he was dead. But then a groan escaped from his body somewhere and I knew that although he didn't want to be, he was very much alive.

"Jack?"

Grunt.

"Are we dead?"

"No Ash, we couldn't get that lucky." He rolled over to face me and that's when I realized that something was wrong with his speech.

"Jack?"

Grunt.

"Does gin burn a hole in your tongue?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think it can but it feels like there's a hole in my tongue." He drug himself from bed and hobbled over to the mirror hanging on his wall. "Well how did that get there?"

I pulled myself from the warm bed and stood by his side. That's when I noticed it. Instead of a full tongue, my brother had a bar bell sticking out of the middle. And only after laughing at him for a few minutes did I realize that I had an identical one inserted in mine.

If only you could have seen the pair of us. I, in the dress from the night before with my fish net stockings half off and mascara smeared across my forehead. And him, in an undershirt and leather pants, hair sticking up.

Needless to say our laughter alerted everyone in the house and within record time everyone was barging in to see what was so funny.

"What is with you two?" Jerry demanded, but had he been the first one in the room like Angel, he would have known. His eyes bugged out at the site of us.

"What are you two idiots doing?" Bobby snarled as he charged into the room. Jack and I kept our mouths shut and shook our heads. "What time did you get in?" We shrugged. "Can you answer me with words?!"

And that was when we burst out laughing. My oldest brother almost fainted at the sight of my piercing. And after calming down, he and Jerry marched us into the bathroom and made us remove them. Needless to say, I have not had anymore piercings.

Flashback

"You know I still don't remember anything from that night." I giggled.

"Me either. Hey Ash?"

"Huh?"

"I forgot to show you." I turned my head in time to see him stick out his tongue and reveal the new piercing.

"Oh, Bobby will have a fit." I laughed. Then it hit me, Bobby might not see it. Jack realized it too.

"Do you think he'll come back?" He asked me. And I honestly couldn't answer him.