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"Thanks for helping me with this Slimeball," Patricia told the American as she let both of them into her mum's house. She bit her lip, and moved into the front room, Eddie right behind her. He told her that he would go with her to her mother's house to go through her things. He felt bad, Piper and her Aunt Marie were going to the local court-house to finish the adoption, or to make Marie their legal guardian. Eddie nodded as he looked around the room.

It was a simple looking house, a large living room, two bathroom, Piper, Patricia's, and their parents bedroom, a family room, and a guest room.

It was the place where she and Piper grew up.

It was home.

Patricia smiled swiftly back at him, and she turned around to face him.

"I'm going to get some things from my bedroom," He stood there. "Eddie you can come you know." The redhead chuckled lightly as she ran down a long hallway. Her room was rather large, the walls painted darker purple, and a full-sized bed pushed up against the middle of the back wall. She took a deep breath and walked over to her closet. She hadn't been there since after her father's death.

Eddie smiled, and took a seat on top of her neatly made bed. The dark red and purple comforter sunk down when his body sat. He smiled and watched as the redhead walked to a small door on the opposite side of the room, she swung it open with one full motion, her closet. She opened a duffel bag, and flopped it back on her bed, beside where he sat.

"What are you doing?" Eddie chuckled as she walked back to her closet.

"I'm taking some of my clothes back to Anubis, is that such a crime?" She turned her head as she watched him roll his brown eyes. She turned back to her closet and pulled a black dress off of a hanger. She tossed it over her shoulder. "Here catch." It was strapless. and it puffed out in the middle with lace,down to her knees. Eddie raised his eyebrows, as he tossed the dress into the duffel bag.

"How come I've never seen you wear this?" A smirk rolled over his lips.

"Oh shut up," She called over her shoulder with a teasing smirk. She threw a navy blue plaid shirt into the floor, along with a black pair of jeans.

It took Patricia the next hour to clean out ninety percent of her closet. Two duffel bags later, Patricia and Eddie were laying on top of her comforter on the bed. Eddie rolled over to face her as he glanced around her bedroom.

"Your rooms nice," He commented with a smirk on his lips. The redhead rolled her eyes.

"Thanks Weasel," Of coarse he liked her room, Sick Puppies posters covered the walls in places. A lot of pictures in pictures frames. A ripened leather jacket hung from one of the bed posts. It was sort of his style too. He turned one of her curls around his finger.

"So Piper said that your aunt was adopting the two of you?" He smiled as he watched her own smile appear on her lips.

"More or less, yup Piper went with her today to sign some papers,"

"Oh, so is she like moving to England?" She shook her head.

"No, but she did say that we have to go to America during the summer to visit," A smile lite up the American's face.

"Oh really, my mom said the same thing," He rolled her curl around her finger again. "So looks like we have summer plans, huh?" Patricia smiled.

"I guess so Slimeball," Eddie chuckled and pulled her in for a quick kiss.

"Is this you or Piper?" Eddie questioned as he looked a the picture in his hand. The two of them were flipping through a photo album that they had found in the hallway closet. The little girl in the picture, couldn't have been over the age of three or four, red banana curls, and green eyes. She wore a purple one piece swimsuit, and sat on a pile of sand. There was a man who sat beside her, he couldn't have been over the age of twenty-five. He smiled at the girl, who had on a red sun hat and kiddy heart sunglasses. He pressed the picture into her fingers, and she turned it over in her hands. In tiny light, curly script,(which she recognized immediately, her mother's.)

Patricia, age four.

"Me, look on the back genius," Eddie smiled as she handed him back the picture.

"Well you were cute,"

"Thank you?" She replied like it was more of a question over a compliment.

"Fine, don't take my compliment," He muttered as he flipped on a different page on the photo album.

"It's not that I don't take it, it just seems a bit weird,"

"How?" The American asked as he raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know, it's just creepy," She looked up at him from where she sat across from him on the floor. And to her, it did seem a bit creepy, but at least it hadn't been her sister who he called cute, at least it was her. She nodded a bit, and his eyes locked with hers.

"So I can't call you cute Yacker?" She pressed her lips into a thin line.

"I guess you can, but its,-" He cut her off.

"I know you find it creepy,"

"Exactly," The redhead replied. Eddie cleared his throat, and smiled a bit as he spoke up.

"So who was the man in the picture with you?" He pointed to the picture of her that he had asked about earlier. Her head jerked up, and that time, it caused her hair to fall into her face. Her face went from light to serious in a matter of seconds, but she managed a smile.

"My father," He waited to see if she was going to say anything else, but she didn't. So after a few seconds, he knew that, that was the end of that conversation.

So not my best, or favorite chapter, but don't worry, there's more to come... Anywho, review! :)

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