A.N.: Hey, you guys. So, I could tell you that I'm sorry I didn't update or that I wished I could've updated on my b-day yesterday, but I know you guys won't care that much about excuses. So, I'll give ya the chapter that you want.
How many Watsons does it take to get information out of Jessica Ruiz? That should be a great philosophical question. Because the answer was apparently more than four. They had tried all sorts of things, but she wouldn't say a word.
It was P.J.'s ideas to go see the Starkid concert one Saturday. After all, what's better than giving Jessica and Keith an excuse to yell things from two of their all-time favorite musicals for a whole day? Apparently, not much.
So, they went to the concert (which was- totally awesome!) and had a blast. It was probably the only time anyone would ever see Keith screaming things at random until he found out his wife was pregnant. All in all, a good day.
Later that night, after running around the neighborhood for a very, very long time, the three of them were walking towards the apartment (Felicia pulled a few strings to have Jessica stay with them). The guys went inside while Jessica looked around. She smiled and began to sing (it had to happen sooner or later).
"Home, I've heard the word before, but it never meant much more than a thing I've never had. A 'place', they say, 'Hey, know your place!' but I've never had a place to even know or a face that I could go to if I needed someone there….."
P.J. poked his head out of a window.
"Hey, Jess! Are you coming, or are you just gonna wait for a unicorn?" she laughed.
"I'm laughing; it's hard to hide a smile. My god, it's been awhile since I have had a reason to. To think it's been here all along, somewhere to belong, and a reason, a something-to-believe-in. I've finally found it, a place where I'm wanted…. This must be how it feels to have a home."
Later that night, long after the others were asleep, she looked up to the sky.
"I used to dream about it, but never schemed or counted or fantasies or wishes- it breaks a man to see what he misses. For so many nights I'd pray for a better life, a better day, but I never thought that it'd come true. It's finally here and I don't know what to do, and I'm not trying to cry. This must be how it feels to have a home. I've finally made it I've waited and for the first time in my life, I don't feel so alone. My heart starts to heal to know this is real. This is how it feels to have a home!"
A.N.: Wow, guys. I definitely didn't plan this chapter to go like this. Especially my first author's note. I was just in a lousy mood Wednesday, I guess. Looking forward to reviews. If you're curious, the song is from "A Very Potter Sequel".