Just a quick update before I have to leave for work…I kept changing this chapter…I guess I eventually have to put it up!

Emily pulled on the pants, and made her way down the stairs to meet Isaiah. Today was the first day of his film shoot. "I like the jeans, Ems." He said to her, as they got into his car. "Thanks." Said Emily. "They belonged to my mom." "Woah, they're ancient!" Isaiah laughed, jokingly. "Well then you'll be surprised to know that they actually belonged to my grandmother before they belonged to my mom…and who knows how old they really are." Isaiah pulled into an empty parking space. "What? Can you say vintage?" Emily laughed. "It's not that amusing!"

"Are you ready?" Isaiah asked Emily. "The guys can't wait to meet you." "Awesome! And yeah I'm ecstatic. By the way, where is Brenna? I thought that she would be attached to your hip." "Brenna, Brenna had to go back to New York for a few days."

"No Michael! No Michael, come back…" Isaiah looked through the camera lens as Emily, clearly and beautifully, said her lines. Emily finished her lines, and the guy who was playing the dying Michael, stood up. "Yo Isaiah! You awake? We're through, was that take good?" Isaiah awoke from his trance. "Yeah, that was great. You did an awesome job Ems." Emily smiled. "Why Thank-you!" "Hey what about me?" The guy asked. Isaiah gave him the thumbs up. "Yeah…you did a good job Ty." Isaiah, though, had kept his eyes on Emily the entire time. "Can we talk?" He asked her.

"Yeah." Emily looped her arm through his and they walked outside onto the porch.

"What'd you want to talk about?" She asked him. "Um, I kind of lied to you Emily." "Ok, about what? I promise not to get mad when you tell me…promise." "Thanks Ems." Isaiah answered. "Brenna didn't really just go back to New York for a couple of days. She and I are not together anymore." Emily didn't know what to say. "Can I ask why?" asked Emily. Isaiah turned to face Emily. "She lied to me…she has a boyfriend back home." "I knew I should have warned you before you two got involved with each other."

The two stood silently for a while before someone spoke again. "I'm sorry Emily." "Isaiah, sorry for what? I told you…" Before she could finish her sentence, Isaiah had grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her closer. "I'm sorry for this." He bent his head down and gently kissed her. Emily backed away, slowly. "Oh…well Isaiah…"

"Yo Isaiah! Man, we really need you guys back in here to load up the equipment." Ty yelled from the front door of the abandoned house they were using. Isaiah sighed, and letting go of Emily ran back in to help. Emily stood frozen. Isaiah turned around. "Well come on Ems. We need the help." She reluctantly walked inside, obeying Isaiah's words.

Later on, as they were driving to Emily's house, Isaiah turned his head to face her. "Hey, don't leave early from work tomorrow. Ok? I need to talk to you." "Ok." Emily said to him. "But why can't you just say it now?" She asked. He didn't answer her.

Jamie and David were watching a movie in the den when Liz walked in. "Hey Liz." Jamie sat up, from lying in David's lap, and made room for Liz on the couch. Liz pulled her legs in. She blew a stray hair out of her face. Jamie studied her cousin. Liz hadn't slept in what seemed like days, and she hadn't been her usual cheerful self. David stood up and sat down in between Liz and Jamie. Placing an arm around both Jamie and Liz, he pulled them in closer. "I have my two favorite girls, right here with me, and I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world." Liz snuggled in closer to David, laying her head on his chest. She mumbled something neither, David or Jamie understood. Jamie let out a small laugh. David turned towards her. "What's wrong?" He asked. Jamie said nothing, but leaning in, she softly kissed him on the lips. "Nothing…everything's perfect."

Holly had woken Skye up, telling him that she needed to talk to him. "What the…Mom! What are trying to do? It's like 4 in the morning." Skye sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes. Holly sat down at the edge of the bed. "We need to talk." Skye was now interested in what his mother had to say. "Yes…what is it?" Holly bent her down, not looking her son directly in the eyes. "Skye, your dad called me tonight." "What?" Skye asked. "Are you being serious?" "Of course I'm being serious!"

The two heard movement in the next room, and then Paul's head poked out from behind the door way. "Holly…what do you think you are doing? It's too early in the morning, and your mom and I are trying to get some sleep." Holly apologized to her aging father and then turned her attention back to Skye. "Come on." She whispered.

Skye climbed out of his bed and followed his mother outside. Holly looked up into the sky. "He's going to be here tomorrow." She explained. Skye had to keep his jaw from dropping. "What? Mom what do you think you are doing?" Skye again questioned his mother. Holly let out a sigh. "I don't know. But I just wanted to warn you." The two sat in silence until Holly stood up, and kissing her son, walked back inside the house.

Skye couldn't go back to sleep. He did the only thing he could think to do.

Callie awoke to the sound of something hitting here window. She quietly got out of bed, trying her hardest not to stir her brother. She looked down below. "Skye? Is that you?" Skye stepped back into the light, so that Callie could see his face. "Yeah it's me." "Wait. I'll be right down."

Callie let Skye kiss her when he brought her into a hug. "Is there any particular reason that you would wake me up this early in the morning?" She asked, jokingly. Skye took her hand in his. "Do I need a reason?"

The two made their way, hand in hand, towards the grove. Callie could sense something was wrong. "Skye, I know there's something up. What is it?" Skye picked up a stone and skipped it across the water. "My dad is going to be here tomorrow…or I guess later today. I just don't know what I'm going to say to him Cal." He brought Callie into a hug and kissed the top of her head. She sighed. "I'll be here."

Skye opened his eyes, squinting in the sun. He tried to sit up, but realized that Callie was lying on his arm. He looked at his watch. It read 8:00. "Oh crap!" Skye jerked his arm out from under Callie, and she sat up. "Hey! What's the hurry?" Skye helped her stand up. "Sorry…but we need to get back."

Damian passed Skye and Callie when they were running up the stairs, towards Skye's grandparents' house. "You're dad just arrived. I guess you can have that happy family again Skye." Skye resisted the urge to punch Damian. "Shut up." He said as they passed.

Callie cast a glare towards Damian. He winked. Skye put his arm back around her, and turned her away. "Not now." Next were Carver and Audrey. Carver silently waved, but Audrey stopped to talk to Callie. "Well, well. Matt tells me you spent the entire night out with Skye, here…I hope nothing too scandalous happened." She pulled her sunglasses back down, covering her eyes. "I'll catch you two later then." Callie now had to resist the urge to punch someone. Before Skye and Callie could reach the house, Alexia and Jacques walked out the door. Alexia kissed her nephew. "You're dad is here honey." "Thanks." Skye said to her, finally reached the top of the stairs.

"Skye? Is that you? Where have you been?" Skye could hear Holly calling him. "It's me! Callie and I were down at the grove." Holly rounded the corner. "Ok, well your dad is in the kitchen. Just be glad you missed the yelling. I've got to go out for a while. Your grandfather is here, if you need him." Holly then turned to Callie. "Honey, why don't you come with me?"

("What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new, Right now." (Author unknown))

Skye slowly walked into the kitchen, hands in pockets, head hanging low. Sean noticed him and stood. "Skye." He went to hug his son, but Skye stepped back, keeping his eyes facing the floor. "Skye, listen…" Sean started again. "Dad…Sean…whatever I'm supposed to call you, since you know the only contribution you ever made was the sp…" Skye wasn't allowed to finish his sentence. Sean's hand came bearing down on his face. "How dare you speak to me like that?" Sean's eyes showed anger, the creases in his forehead deepened. Skye covered the red spot with his hand. "Damn you. I actually loved you Dad! And this is how you treat me! How am I supposed to act? Tell me!" Skye was now breaking down, he couldn't control the tears. "Tell me!" He pushed his father. "You treated us like trash! You drank and you ran off….there were periods where I doubted your love towards mom…and she doubted it herself! I couldn't believe you! Father's aren't supposed to act like that towards their sons!"

Holly, who had been waiting outside heard the yelling. She couldn't help it. Sean and Skye didn't stop their fighting when they saw her enter the room. "Mom, leave! You don't need to be here, this is between me and Dad." Skye motioned for his mother to leave the room. She didn't budge. "Skye, one thing you must have forgotten, your father is my husband and you are my son. Anything that goes on between you must involve me in some way…so don't try to send me away. I've put up with enough of his crap over the years. I can put up with this." Holly's voice got lower as she went on. "I can put up with this." Just then Paul, who had been sleeping upstairs walked into the kitchen. Skye threw his hands up in the air. "Well why doesn't the entire family come in!" Paul laughed. "Don't blame me, you all woke me up, Sean and Skye and Holly." They all looked over to Paul. "I think we've all put up with this for too long." Paul said to them, looking Skye directly in the eyes. "You have put your son through too much. And if you two can't learn how to deal, then measures will have to be taken." "What kind of measures!" Holly asked. "You're mother and I talked Holly, and if you can't get your life in order, then we are going to have Skye come move in with us." Skye couldn't speak, it was as if his voice had run off, leaving him to fend for himself. "B…but…but Grandpa…" "Don't go there Skye." Paul held out his hand to stop Skye. "This is for the best."

Emily was stacking movies in the back room when Isaiah walked in. "Hey Ems." He said, as he unlocked the office door. "Want to help me count out the money to take to the bank?" He asked her. She dropped what she was doing and followed him into the office. "Sure why not, it's better than what jerk-face was having me do."

"About last night…" Isaiah started. "No it's fine." Emily told him. "I've thought about everything." "Everything?" Isaiah asked her. Emily put down the stack of ones she had in her hands and looked at Isaiah. "Us. And the only reason I didn't say yes to go out with you the first time, was because I was scared. I mean…sure you're attractive and you're funny…and you're one of the best things that has ever happened to me…but I wasn't ready for this…for that…" Isaiah didn't say anything. Emily didn't know what else to say. "I'm done…I have nothing else to say…" Isaiah seemed to come out of his trance. He stood and walked over to Emily. Leaning down, he kissed her softly on the lips. "You won't regret it."

Blah…blah…I must leave for work now…woo and hoo…I get to see my favorite people! (And my not so favorite people!) But i think i covered everyone's story...!Rae