"HELL NO!"

That was the first thing that came out of Dillon's mouth when he saw Ziggy standing at the bottom of the staircase looking ready to tear him limb from limb.

"YOU'D BETTER FUCKING GET OVER HERE OR I'LL... wait; Gem has a special month time?"

It seemed Ziggy had heard the conversation that he and Scott had.

It also provided a distraction.

"No, the fearless leader was going to say Gemma, but instead said Gem"

Dillon enjoyed the "I'm so stupid" look on Scott's face, he must of seen it because he retailed, shooting Dillon a death glare.

"Yeah, Flynn sometimes mistakes her for her brother too."

Dillon scowled again, damm it!

Why did Scott always find a loophole somewhere?

It was not fair!

But Ziggy took it as a good answer.

"Oh, okay, I wonder what they're…"

Then, they heard a scuffle, a few bangs and then….

"FLYNN, GET BACK HERE AND DIE LIKE A MAN!"

The shout was that of a angry Gemma which was confirmed when the response that came was from Flynn's mouth.

"FUCK NO!"

Flynn ran in, looking like the hounds of hell were after him.

His eyes were darting everywhere; it was obvious he was looking for a place to hide.

"RUN FOR YOUR LIVES LADS! GEMMA'S GONE CRAZY!"

Scott face palmed, he was getting tired of this.

"WHY ME? WHY MUST I BE IN CHARGE OF THE HORMONE CRAZY PEOPLE!"

It seemed that when they strayed off subject, much to Dillon's displeasure, Ziggy found the reason why he came down here in the first place.

"DILLON, GET ME ICECREAM!"

Dillon just stared, if he was down here, why didn't he get it himself?

"YOU'RE ALREADY DOWN HERE, GET IT YOURSELF!"

"NO!"

Dillon was NOT Ziggy's bitch or slave, so why wouldn't he go get it himself?

"WHY NOT?"

"My feet hurt"

Well, wasn't that the understatement of the century!

"THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU WALK DOWN HERE?"

That was a good question, if Ziggy didn't walk down here to get what he wanted, why the hell did he walk down here?

"TO YELL AT YOU DUMBASS!"

Dillon was just about to object to this when…..

"FLYNN!"

Flynn suddenly jumped, looking terrified.

He started muttering and as it got louder Dillon heard him muttering "Gotta hide, Gotta hide..."

Then Flynn obviously had an idea.

He hid behind Scott.

Scott obviously wasn't too happy about this.

"HEY!"

Flynn glared at him to shut up.

"Shut it man!"

Scott, though not pleased was curious on why he didn't hide behind Dillon like he usually did.

"Why me?"

Flynn gave him a look that said "dummy" as he gestured to the still arguing Dillon and Ziggy.

"Like I was going to get involved with the cat fight in the making those two."

Scott also knew, instead of coming and hiding behind him, there was another option.

"Why didn't you just jump in your jeep?"

The freaked out look on Flynn's face went along with his answer.

"Gemma took the keys and ate them"

It took five seconds for the sentence to register in Scott's mind to which he stared at Flynn dumbfounded.

"Wha?"

Was all that came out of his mouth.

"Seriously, she ATE them; something about how the metal would help the baby"

Scott snorted, Dillon and Ziggy were arguing about that fact just five minutes ago.

"That's screwed up"

"I know"

Silence reined over the two for a moment when….

"FLYNN!"

Scott had turned to the door to see Gemma coming though.

He could feel Flynn trembling against his back.

Being the nice leader that he was, he decided to pity Flynn and help him for once.

"I'll distract her, run"

Flynn looked up with a hopeful look boarding his features.

"Really?"

Scott nodded.

"Just get the hell out of here, take Gem with you and go get more ice cream and pickles.

Flynn nodded and ran outside dragging Gem back out who was just coming inside.

To his credit, Scott held Gemma back as she attempted to go after them.

"YOU COWARDS!" she called after them, growling and snarling as her tried to fight off Scott's grip.

"Calm down Gemma!" Scott's willpower was wearing thin, if she didn't stop soon…

"HELL NO!"

Gemma wasn't calming down and this was bad.

"Please..., If you don't Summer will hear you and..."

Scott's worst fear was realized when he heard someone coming up the hallway.

Someone very familiar.

"SCOTT TRUMAN!"

"Shit, now you've done it..."