Author's Note: Shout out to shiqi98! Go read her story! I'm in a shout out war with her and I will win! Also, happy birthday to her! Now, read on if you want to know what happens in chapter 10 of "We Are Family."

Jack's POV

I watched Kim disappear in the side mirror of my mom's car as she drove me away from the hospital. I didn't know what to say, and evidently neither did she, so we just sat there in awkward silence for a while. I caught her looking at me a few times out of the corner of her eye, since she was driving, but any time she saw me looking back she would take her attention off of me.

Finally, she decides to speak up. "So, um, do you want to . . . tell me what happened?" she asks. She sounds like she was having a hard time knowing what to say to me, and that was the best she could come up with. Should I tell her? Would it just make her have a grudge against Kim? Well, I guess it didn't matter, since Kim hated her anyway, but still . . .

"I, um, got hit with a Bo staff," I answer just as awkwardly. She nods her head, and silence engulfs the car once again, making me feel really uncomfortable. It looks like she is about to ask another question, but my phone rings, cutting her off. I answer it right away, knowing the ring tone.

"Hey, Jack!" she says from the other line.

"Hey, Skylar."

Skylar was a good friend of mine ever since I met her last year and helped her to rescue her father, even though in the end we had needed rescuing from Rudy, Jerry, and Milton. She had joined the dojo after what happened, but soon after, she moved away to Florida with her dad.

"I heard what happened, Jack; how are you dealing?" she asks, sounding concerned.

"I'm doing okay, I guess. I'm in the car with her right now just leaving the hospital . . . yeah, I got hit with a Bo staff. I have 3 broken ribs and a bruised chest . . . no, I'm okay . . ."

I answered her rapid-fire questions to the best of my ability, and the conversation didn't end until we the car pulled into the driveway of my old house. Hanging up, I open the passenger door and step out, walking up to the front door and waiting there until my mom came over with the key to unlock it.

She fumbles with the key a little bit before she is able to jam it into the lock and open the door. I walk slowly in, looking around; the place had been dusted, and there were some new pictures up on the wall of her, Erin, and James that hadn't been there when I was hear the other day. The thing that surprises me is that there are some old pictures of my mom and me up on the wall too that had never been hung up even last year.

I walk up to one from my fifth birthday party, where I am hugging her after getting my first bike; I smile at the memory. "That was a fun day, huh?" my mom asks, and I turn to see her standing behind me and looking at the picture as well.

I giver her a small smile back. "Yeah." Not knowing what else to say, I am about to just go up to my room and stay there until dinner or something when I hear footsteps from upstairs and then James comes down, holding a crying Erin. He looks surprised to see me.

"Hey, Jack, what are you doing here?" he asks, bouncing Erin up and down.

"I, um, have to stay here for a few days. I kind of have a few broken ribs and . . ."

"Oh, that's not pleasant; I broke a few ribs when I was a little younger than you after falling out of a tree; what happened?" He has to raise his voice over the screaming baby girl in his arms.

"I got hit with a Bo staff . . . here, do you mind if I try?" I ask, holding my arms out. He hands me my little sister and I rock her back and forth a bit in my arms; she stops crying almost immediately. It hurts my chest a little, but I ignore it. James and my mom both smile at me, and I can't help but feel a little proud of myself, which is a first since normally I only get proud over karate achievements and such.

"Well, that's two people who can quiet her down quicker than me," James says with a laugh, referring to Kim and me.

"I guess I'm just a natural," I say with a smirk. "Is it okay if I take her upstairs?"

"Sure, I think that'd be fine," James says. I smile and carefully head upstairs with my baby sister in my arms.

Mrs. Brewer's POV

I smile at Jack as he holds Erin in his arms; it's so sweet. I sigh inwardly to myself as I watch him take her upstairs, being so careful; I've missed him so much, and I almost wish that I had stayed and been a part of his life for the past year, but then I wouldn't have James and Erin. As soon as I hear the door to Jack's room close, I slug my husband in the arm and glare at him.

"Ow! What was that for?" he asks, rubbing his arm.

"I was trying to have a moment with Jack and you interrupted it!" I say, upset.

"Well, sweetie, I'm sorry, but you know that you brought this on yourself; I am grateful in a way that you left, because I married you and we have a beautiful baby girl together, but at the same time, I understand where Jackson's anger and confusion is coming from. You're his mother, and you just left him alone without any warning."

I let a single tear escape from my eye and sigh. My voice trembling slightly, I respond, "I know."

I couldn't blame Jack for acting the way he is toward me; I think a part of me knew when I came back that there was no way he could just simply forgive me right away and things could go back to the way they were before, with the addition of James and Erin. I just hoped that it could have been that way, and it gave me false belief. I just hoped that there was some way I could gain Jack's trust once again.

Author's Note: How did you like it? Was it a good idea to give Jack's mom a POV? Review and tell me!