These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh, I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth savin' me
Hurry I'm callin'

It had been about a week and the day before New Year's Eve. It was late and Peter and El were still up talking in their room, "Peter this isn't fair. We deserve those kids and they deserve a good family. They have been through too much." El spoke softly as she brushed her brown hair. She felt her heart ache, just thinking of those poor kids being put in a different home, having the chance of being hurt like they had been before. It was not fair for the kids at all. They life had been so short, and so much sadness filled their life so far.

Peter walked up to his wife after he tied his sleeping pants and wrapped his arms around her. He felt his heart shredding every time he thought about those unfortunate kids, so little, innocent, and yet already heartbroken. Peter looked down at his wife, when she turned around and wrapped her warm arms around his waist, "I am trying to do all I can hon. They said they have to spilt the kids up. No foster care has room for all three kids this time. Aimee is going to "Mercy Heart", and Lucas and Penny are being sent to," Hopeful Angels". There is nothing I can do, since we started helping them, I have been trying to help them stay together, but nothing is working. All we can go, if hope for the best." He said not realizing that Aimee had got up to get a drink of water, and was passing by their door as they spoke.

She had heard everything Peter had said, and had to cover her moth from gasping. They family was going to be broken again? Why was it always them? Why did they deserve to be hurt all the time like this? What had they done to earn such an unfair life? Aimee sniffled lightly as she sneaked to her brother's room and hurried inside. It looked as if plans had changed and they were going to need get this worked out right now, and not wait, "Lucas wake up, we need to talk." She said shaking him awake. Once he woke up he rolled over and looked at her, "Go away. I'm sleeping." He said covering his face with the pillow.

Aimee sighed and grabbed the pillow and pulled it away from her brother, "We are being separated." She said looking at him. Lucas sat up looking at her. It was clear that he was worried about being distant from his big sister, from the one that protected him, all this time. A plan was in order, and they had to come up with it quick. After talking for several minutes, they came up with a plan. It was a simply plan, of just running when they got dropped off at the foster home, as soon as Peter left, because they remembered being allowed to go outside right away, and what better time to take off then right away? They would not be in the system fully, and no one would know them well enough just yet.

After telling her brother good night and to be ready for when this had to be done, Aimee went back to her room, and laid her wary head down beside her little sister, and drifted back to a restless sleep.

The next morning the kids were woke up, by Peter calling them to breakfast. It took them a few minutes, but the children walked down to the table and sat down. Lucas and Aimee were not hungry, most likely because of the fact of them knowing they were close to being pulled away from each either. Penny on the other hand, looked well rested, chipper, and talkative that morning. No one really minded at all, but when Penny started talking about the dream she had, Aimee dropped her fork and glared a little. "Penny Sergeant James is nothing but a jerk. He left us ok. I don't want to hear about him being in your dreams!" Aimee snapped at the little girl. Aimee did not snap often, but she just could not hold it right now. It's wasn't that Aimee was mad at Penny at all, because she knew that Penny could not change her dreams, so what was the point in yelling at the young child? There was no point, and no one at the table looked happy with Aimee. Ok Peter and El were glaring at the teenager, and she felt so bad right now, then what had it worst, Penny's lower lip was quivering and the water works turned on. Hearing her little sister start to cry, broke Aimee's heart, because she hated to see the tears, and to know that she caused them, really hurt her. Quickly getting up from the table Aimee ran to her room, and started to pace. El hurried to Penny to make her better, and Peter went up to talk with Aimee.

Peter was not happy with the way Aimee had spoken, but there was something that Aimee was hiding, something that was bugging her, and Peter wanted to help her and be there for her. After knocking and not getting an answer Peter just walked in seeing Aimee looking out the window. Peter looked at the girl, "Would you like to tell me what the hell happened down there? You should not have yelled at your sister like that, and don't tell me nothing, because I know something is bugging you. I can tell." He said looking at her with his arms crossed over his chest.

Aimee heard Peter and shook her head. Ok she did not want to talk and tell what was bugging her, but oh well. Aimee looked over a Peter with anger in her eyes, "I know about the foster care splitting us up, why in the fuck would you not tell me!" Aimee said yelling at the end. She did not mean to lose her cool, but she did, and there was no turning back now. She had held so much in her, and now it was just pouring out of her. Aimee could not believe that her vision was getting blurry from the water that was filling her eyes, She did not want to let the tears fall, but they were right at the edge , and a few slipped out.

Peter watched her, stunned at her choice of words. Normally Peter hated hearing a young girl speak like that, and believe their mouths should be washed, but he just could not bring himself to punish this girl, because she was right; he should have told her, 'how did she know about that though?' He asked himself, she had to of heard him and El talking. Signing Peter sat on the bed and looked at the girl, "Aimee I was planning on telling you right after breakfast. I should have told you as soon as I hear, but last night you, Neal, and the kids were having so much fun, that I could not bring myself to ruining that moment. I'm sorry ok? I am still trying to make sure that you don't get placed away from each other, but I am supposed to take you guys to the foster care today, since we got the Franks. I am not going to stop trying to get you all together, so just hang in there for me ok?" He said getting up and walked over to Aimee, gently touching her cheek, creasing his finger down her jaw bone. He did not want this girl being sad or hurt. She had that enough of that in her life.

Aimee looked down when Peter touched her, so did not want his hands on her at all. She did not want anyone right now. The butterflies had broken out of their cage once again and started fighting inside of her stomach, and making her feel like she was about to vomit, her nerves were shot and she could not take any more really.

Peter watched her as she looked down. He felt so sorry for her, but he did need to get the kids to the foster care soon, so he had to settle this right here and now, "Everything is fine Aimee, just go down and talk with your sister and tell her you did not mean it."

Aimee looked at Peter and glared, "I am not saying sorry, because I don't want to hear about that man. He promised to protect us, and he didn't. He promised to come and check on us, and never did; so no, I meant what I said. I feel bad for yelling at her, but not for what I said." She said looking at Peter then walked right past him, and down the stairs, to her sister, "I'm sorry for yelling at you Penny, but I don't want you talking about James ok?" She asked looking at her then kissed her head lightly, "Peter has to take us back to the foster care so we should pack and get out of here." She said looking at both her siblings, and watched Penny's eyes water up again, still sitting on El.

Penny could not believe they were being taken away again. She was happy with Peter and El and did not want to leave. Aimee could not see her little sister cry, so she turned and went back to the room that they were staying in, and started packing everything, while Lucas packed his things all up, before they walked down, Aimee talked with Lucas about their plan, and finished the last details in it, then walked down seeing Penny was still on El's lap and sleeping now, and Peter was sitting next to El. Aimee dropped their bags and looked at them. "We're ready. Can we go now?" She asked looking at Peter with her left hand on her hip. Aimee walked over and picked Penny up, when Peter just nodded softly and sighed a little watching Aimee, he got up himself, and helped his wife up, "I wish We would just get that call." He whispered in her ear as he took her hand, and then led her out to the car where the kids were already waiting to be let in. Peter walked over and opened the trunk and helped Lucas put their bags in. When everyone was in the car Peter started driving, but no one spoke. Once they pulled up to the foster care that the younger kids where going to be placed at, everyone got out, Aimee picked Penny up, and looked at Lucas. When Peter and El went to get their bags, Aimee gave Lucas a nodded, and they took off running. Peter looked over and cussed seeing that they had ran, shaking his head, he ran after the kids, and being a cop, he got up to them quickly and grabbed Lucas around to the waist, and got Aimee by her shirt, "Stop!" He said raising his voice, "What were you kids thinking?" He asked holding onto the kids and started walking them back to the car. Peter was not happy about this at all. It seemed Aimee was pushing her luck today, and Peter didn't like it, but he did understand it.

Aimee held Penny and looked at Peter, "We're not being spilt apart so let go!" She said and looked at Elizabeth who was on the phone, and had a shocked look on her face, "Peter get the kids back in the car! We got the ok to adopt them." She said as happy tears began pouring down their face.

This was a new beginning in all there life. Peter and El were parents for the first time, and now the kids once again had a family.

Well that is the end of my story. I want to thank everyone for reviewing, and helping me out with my story! Love you all!