Around three in the morning, Gabe heard his little sister walking around his bed to something on his shelf, "Hey, what do you think you are grabbing from my shelf?" he asked in a stern, yet groggy, tone.

Chloe huffed, crossing her arms "How'd you hear me?"

He chuckled, going deeper under his covers, "Because you are the loudest kid in the world. Now go to sleep and stop trying to mess with my stuff, ya demon." He muttered, trying to go back to sleep, he ignored her whining till she stopped and went back to her own bed. He shook his head, and looked over to where she slept. Getting up he went to get a drink, and heard something scuffle behind him. He back and saw that the husky puppy was following him, but stopped when Gabe had, and tipped his head, mimicking Gabe. Somehow the dog had gotten out of little Chloe's arms and decided to follow him, "Are you thirsty too, boy?" Gabe asked going down and petting the pup. He licked Gabes hand and played with it by catching it and lightly biting it, "Hey, Rascal. That shoulda been you real name, you demon dog. "Gabe laughed quietly, playing back by petting his tummy, "Now come on, let's go get some water."

Once he got him some water he sat some down in a bowl for the puppy to use, than leaned on the counter, watching the puppy sniff at the water. The puppy didn't seem interested, and instead lifted his leg and peed on the carpet. "Rascal! Gabe yelled, going to grab some dish towels and when he came back the dog went straight to the water Gabe had poured him, drinking happily. Gabe shook his head, cleaning up the mess with towels, than plugging the sink and putting in some hot water, grabbing the soap, and putting it in. Then turned off the water and dipped in the water, "Gabe, what's going on in here?" he turned to his mother, Tara, and her mother. Gabe chuckled nervously, "Don't look at me, blame that demon dog, he just happened to pee on the floor where you are standing." He told them. They'd all come down in slippers so they didn't realize till they all were told. The puppy just howled happily around them, wagging his tail back and forth, not realizing they were upset. "Bad dog!" Becky cried, grabbing the jumping puppy, and spanking him. But Gabe detected a hint of amusement on her face even if she was grossed out. "Well, ladies, I say we get out of these shoes a leave them for Gabe to handle." Tara's mom, who wasn't amused at all, gave Gabe a scolding look, and took her slippers off, walking away tiredly, grumbling about the noise. Tara look about ready to laugh, but held it in. His mom winked, got out of her shoes and walked away. He a Tara were alone. Finally. "So would you tell me why they practically are punishing me?" he asked in an amused tone. Tara laughed, " Um, hello, you screamed like someone had just been murdered." She laughed, " I'm surprised the whole house didn't wake up." He shrugged, " Well, by the way your mom acted, there might have been." He said sarcastically, "But why don't we all just admit it, I'm a way better cleaner. " he said mockingly, looking back at her with a wink. She laughed, "Whoa cowboy, get off your high horse now."

"Only if you get your feet off of where I'm washing, than that is the least I can do for a pretty girl like. . . Wait, where is she?"

Tara glared, "You idiot." She mumbled, getting out of her slippers. She walked over to him, and wrapped her arms around his waist, "Gabe, I haven't been able to really be alone with you in a week, kiss me already."

He smirked bitterly, "Well I thought you liked Gavin's better. Wouldn't want to mess that up by my sloppy seconds." She released him, surprised, "Gabe, you know that is all show, we had to do it to convince our parents." Gabe sighed, squeezing the mop head so the water wouldn't drip all over, he then took the mop over with him to the pantry, grabbing an empty bucket. "Who are we kidding, you and Gavin are meant for each other." Gabe said, dropping the bucket to the ground and picking up the slippers, throwing them in the bucket, annoyed, "I mean it's obvious he wants you back." Gabe all but said softly as he mopped the floor thoroughly, passed Tara to dip it back in than rinse it out. She watched him do this two more times. Anger caught up in her chest, "So you are saying all this time you think I've been using you?"

Gabe paused by the sink he'd just drained, "Yeah, I do." He said, turning to her, "Maybe you didn't realize you did." He looked away from her, "Sorry, I don't think I want to do this anymore."

Her anger turned to shock, "What?!" He didn't say anything, he just walked to the pantry, putting away the mop, then went past her, grabbing the bucket, heading towards the laundry room. She followed, stung by his words, "Why are you saying this." She cried, "This isn't fair."

He looked back at her, and dropped the bucket once more, "No, Tara, what isn't fair is not having my father alive, what isn't fair is growing up faster than you wanted too. . . What isn't fair is falling in love with someone who has to kiss your best friend because you want to not sneak around, what isn't fair is having to move a thousand so miles because of a great job offer my mom just couldn't refuse!" he hissed, looking pained, "That's what the hell isn't fucking fair!" She didn't seem to move from her spot, her feet were glued to the spot, "What?" she asked, a single tear hitting her cheek, "Gabe, my father. . .He left my mom and me when I was nine, nine, Gabe. He choose his drinking and gambling over my mom and I. Last time I saw him I was fifteen. . .and he came drunk, to the door, asking for money, and trying to freaking hit on me before my mom figured out he was there and called the cops on him. Kissing Gavin is no picnic either. . .He's not you, Gabe." She shivered, "And here's the other thing that isn't fair, that the boy who I love is leaving. I may never see you again!" she cried, "You think I've just been sitting back and enjoying the freaking torcher of having you leave?"

Gabe looked at Tara, "Your dad was an ass." He muttered. Tara shook her head, "He didn't even recognize me, let's stop beating around the bush, he's a bastard." She said in a angered tone. Gabe was surprised, but kept quite, "You never talked about him before." He finally said. "You have this hero of a dad, while mine is just. . .I just felt ashamed." She said shakily. He nodded, looking sad. "Well, knowing your dad was shot in action isn't something you really want to talk about much. . .Neither is figuring out that he'd cheated on your mom most of the time he was over there. . .The girl he'd been with mailed a letter to my mom, saying she'd though she knew they were divorced, she was sorry about her loss, adding she was having my dad's baby. . ."

Tara seemed shocked, "What, but you are wearing his tags. . .?"

Gabe seemed confused, "oh, these? They were my grand pa's." he said thoughtfully, "He was in the war when he was a boy. . .He helped my mom with money issues since my father hadn't even been in action long enough, and my father had given part of our house to his girlfriend in his will. Mom didn't want anything to do with my father's money, so she got a job, and moved us to an apartment complex a week later, that was the time my grandfather on my mother's side sent money to help out. . ."

Tara blinked, "I'm so sorry Gabe!"

"It's okay, I'd been angry when I figured out a few years later, than realized my mom had hidden papers for their annulment." He sigh, coming closer to her, "I also figured out from my mom that she cheated first. . .So really, I guess The real one I was angry with was my mom."

"My mom and I lived in a crappy neighborhood before she married my step dad. I can't tell you how it happened, but I know I've been held at gun point before. That's why my mom looked angry, she was use to trying to keep me safe, she thought you'd been hurt badly. . ." Gabe's eyes widened, "Seriously, you got held by gun point?"

Tara nodded, "But in that kind of neighborhood you figured out how to protect yourself, "So I elbowed him in the face, kicked his knee, kicked his gun out of his hand and punched him in the gut, than in face. . . Made sure he was knocked out and called the cops." She shrugged.

He seemed shocked, "Seriously?"

"Nope." Tara laughed, and Gabe shook his head, "I didn't punch him in the face, I kicked him in the face." She said, watching his reaction. "What, don't believe me?" she asked, putting a hand on his chest. He laughed, distracted by her hand, "No, I do." He said softly, grabbing her hand, and kissing it, "I do."

She smiled, wrapping her arms around him and whispered "Kiss me."

"Here, now?" he asked, rubbing her back with his hands.

She shook her head, "No, not here silly, lets sneak out."'

"Right now?" he asked, seeming surprised. "Yes."

They got their coats and got the car keys, going outside, Gabe started the car quietly, and they drove around, "So where do you want to go?" he asked at a stop sign, thinking food. It was one in the morning, "It's your birthday, so. . ." she didn't finish as she climbed on top of Gabe and kissed him thoroughly. She seemed a little nervous, but quickly fumbled with her buttons as she continued making out with him. He pulled away, realizing she was feeling clumsily for his pants, he winced as she accidently hit his private hard with her hand when she slipped a little, "O- oh my gosh, I-I'm so s-sorry Gabe!" He nodded, needing a minute as he leaned down and groaned. It wasn't that bad, and eventually they were back to kissing, and touching. This time she was much more careful as she unzipped his pants. He stopped her, and kissed her neck softly, she moaned as he kissed further down then looked up at her, panting, moving her away a little. He looked unsure, "Do you really want this? I mean, are you ready for this?"

She nodded breathlessly, "Are you?" she asked in a whisper.

He smiled warmly, "Yeah, Yeah, I am, shy one." She grinned back and caressed his cheek, "Better put the car in park then." She giggled. He laughed, "True." After that, they tilted back the seat, kissing once more, mashing themselves together as close as they could, feeling each other all over, kissing each other all over. Soon the car windows were fogged up. An hour later they heard a honk behind them. They had been snuggling when the dreadful honk went off, Gabe gave the guy the finger, and turned on his windshield wipers, "Douche could just go around us." He said, feeling irritated as Tara went over in her seat with Gabe's shirt on, and her hair all messy. "Don't bother with him, Gabe, lets go." He put the car in drive and smiled over at her, his hair sticking up wildly because of her hands that had tugged gently on the thick hair of his. "Good thing my hot and bothered was already taken care of, m'lady." She blushed and hit his arm playfully "Shut it, Gabe!" she laughed, "Now lets go get something to eat, I'm famished." She said, taking off his shirt and grabbing for hers quickly putting it on, then threw his to him, "This can be the first date we've had in weeks." She said, grabbing her bag, a getting out her wallet. "My treat birthday boy." She said, grabbing her pants and underwear that was scattered all over the car. "Nope. I pay." Gabe said, "I am supposed to be the gentleman in this relationship." He laughed, picking his pants up, and searching in his pockets. She shook her head, "No. I pay or I will not eat any, even if you pay without my consent." She said, determined, "But thanks for the sweet gesture."

He chuckled, putting his pants on his lap to cover himself, since he was too lazy to put on his boxers, "Yeah okay."

"Thank you." She said, "But choose McDonalds, not made out of money you know." She said in a mock tone of Gabe. He snickered, "Ha ha, real funny." He said, poking her side, "Ya still got fed, right?" he said sticking his tongue out at her and turning into McDonalds.

"Hello, what would you like to order." A tired voice asked. Gabe answered, "One second." And turned to Tara, "What would you like your cheapskate boyfriend to order you?" he asked teasingly. Tara studied the menu in a mocking face of Gabe, "Whatever the cheapest, babe, whatever's the cheapest! Do I seem rich to ya?" she teased, than quickly added , "Chicken nuggets with ranch, ten piece please, five ranches, large fries, large coke, and a resses mcflurry on the side, extra resses, please."

He laughed and ordered her everything she asked. Than ordered a plain hamburger, small coke, a small fries. "'Gabe order a mcflurry too, you are the birthday boy after all, and get another hamburger!" she ordered him, "Or I'll waste all my food.. . because I'll feel bad you aren't ordering enough for yourself!" He laughed, "Girl, you are crazy." Than he obeyed her, getting m&m mcflurry, and another hamburger.

Once she handed him the exact change they drove to the second window. They both gasped when Audrey handed the their food, "Gabe, . . . Tara!" Audrey yelped, not believing her eyes. She notice Gabes pants and Tara's messy hair straight away, "You guys. . . Oh my-"

Tara shushed her, "A-Audrey, I can explain!"

But Audrey surprised her by squealing, "Oh my gosh, Tara!" You and Gabe!" Oh wow, that is so romantic!" she said, jumping up and down in excitement, "You have to tell me everything!"

Gabe rolled his eyes and grabbed his food, "Why? You that desperate to join or something." He asked sarcastically, and saw Tara's glare of disapproval of his snippy behavior. "I mean, she will surly tell you later, but It's my b-day so she wants to spend time alone with her gabby!" he said, mocking her now. She tried not to smile, and punched him softly in the arm.

Audrey nodded excitedly, not even noticing Gabe's rude behavior to her, "But of course, Heres you drinks!" she said hyperliy, and Gabe suddenly realized that the reason everyone there must have been tired. Not because it was almost three in the morning. Oh no, it was because of crazy people like Tara's friend. She was making Gabe tired. Once they got away, Tara burst out laughing, "I love her, but she really is crazy!"

"Yeah, Tell her to lay off the energy drinks maybe?" he laughed, kissing Tara's hand. "Lets eat at the park?"

"Okay." She said quietly, kissing his hand back, "Gabe!"

He nodded, seeming as emotional as she was, "Do you really have to go?" she asked, and overwhelming dread plunging at her, she couldn't stand this.

His voice cracked as if he were crying to, but for some reason she couldn't look at his face, but felt something wet hit her hand, "Yeah, m'lady, I do. . ."

A/N: Sorry this has taken so long. I was kind of stuck on where I was gonna go with this, so I made sure to get it all down! I love Gabe in this one as much as Tara. But don't worry something will happen!

Awesome reviewer time!:

Bethanforever: No worries, don't over work yourself! Gabe and Gavin on good times, Hm. . . Gabe doesn't seem to think so, and I can't really say I blame him! ? Tara is a very cunning girl I tell you! Lol! Updated! Harry Potter is amazing!

And the ghost and the goth I haven't read in along time! Good choices!

.7: thanks for the review, helped me realize how long I'd not updated! Hope you enjoy this chapter! J

Okay, question of the day: What place is your favorite restaurant to eat at breakfast time? Mine is Dunckin dounts, or Krispy Kreme's. I