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"I can't believe you guys are having a boy." Will commented as he took a sip of his beer.

"Yeah," Jay grinned over at his brother. He chuckled, still in a bit of disbelief that he was going to be a father; to a son, "speaking of boys, how's Nat doing with Owen?"

Will swallowed and placed it his bottle on the counter, "She's an amazing mother. Owen is a great baby so that's always good."

Jay nodded and picked at the label on his beer, "So what exactly is going on between you two?"

Will chuckled, "We're just friends. Things are just complicated right now for anything more."

Jay shifted to glance at the clock on the microwave,"We better get some boxes unpacked before Erin gets back and see all this."

Erin's living room had about a dozen boxes stacked up in the corner, her couch was pushed against the wall to accommodate Jay's things.

The only furniture he brought over from his place was a dresser, two lamps, a side table and an area rug. The rest of his furniture was put in storage, aside from his couch which was given to Will for his apartment.

"How are things with you and Erin?" Will asked, taking the scissor from the counter and walked over to the boxes, cutting them open.

Jay placed his beer on the counter and joined his brother, unloading some of his sports memorabilia. "They're okay. We hit a few bumps but I think we're getting back to normal."

"What kind of bumps?" Will set an autographed baseball on the coffee table.

Jay grabbed some dishes from a box marked 'kitchen' and put them away in the cupboards. He walked back to his brother and took his Blackhawks throw from him and tossed it over the back of the couch, "This," Jay expanded his arms out to the boxes, "the whole moving in thing was a little issue."

Will nodded, "It is a big step."

"Yeah, but it's a logical step." Jay commented, "we're starting a family."

Will shrugged, "Family don't always stay together." He took out some framed pictures and chuckled, "Why do you have this one?" he held up a photo of the two of them, in their preteen years. They both had cheesy grins and swim trunks on, Will had his arm slung around Jay's neck, almost holding him a headlock.

Jay glanced over at the photo, it made him smile widely, "Because right after that picture was taken, you pushed me into the lake and I bashed my nose on a rock."

Will laughed, "That's what you get for putting a garter snake in my bed."

"You broke my nose!" Jay groaned, pointed to his nose. "All you did was scream. There was no harm done to you."

"Oh get over it." Will rolled his eyes and shuffled through more frames, he paused and went silent.

Jay looked over his brother's shoulder, a small smile appeared, "She was so happy that day."

Will handed the photo to Jay and moved over to a different box. "Yeah," he mumbled.

Jay brushed his fingertip on top the glass, over his mother's face. She was in a wheelchair and her sons were on either side of her with their dad being his wife. Jay wore his army uniform and Will was dressed in a suit, holding up his diploma from college. "That was one of the last photos we took of all of us together."

"I know, I was there." Will commented and started to unpack more dishes from a box.

Jay glanced up at him, he sighed and set the photo on the coffee table. "I really appreciate you helping me."

Will gave him a nod and carefully stacked glasses in the cupboard, "It's no big deal. I said if I had the day off, I'd be here."

Jay smiled and smacked his brother's back, "Thanks man."

"Yeah, yeah." Will chuckled, "You just owe me."

"I thought the beer was payment," Jay moved over to the next cupboard, organizing it to make room for his stuff. Jay chuckled at the thought that most night they were eating out of takeout containers or off of paper plates. Both his and Erin's dishes were only take up space, but they'd figure out later. Right now he just wanted to get moved in and settled.

"I can get beer at my own place." Will pointed, "but steak on the other hand.."

Jay groaned, "Fine. I'll buy you dinner."

Will smiled at his little brother, "You're too kind, Jay." he lifted his hand to Jay's head, ruffling his hair before hooking his arm around his neck, putting him a headlock.

Erin came in, dropped her shopping bags as she witnessed the two brothers rough housing. She paused and watched as Jay was about to grab Will's leg, a quick maneuver Erin knew Jay mastered with criminals. "Do I have to put you two in timeout?"

Will froze, his arm still around Jay's neck. He swung his body 180° to spot Erin. "Oh, hey Erin."

Erin raised her brow, her eyes were bloodshot and her nose was red. She tilted her head to the side to look at her boyfriend. Jay took the moment to catch Will off guard- He kicked the back of Will's knee, sending him to stumble back, unlinking his arm from his neck and freeing him.

Will groaned and thudded to the tiled ground, he closed his eyes, "Not cool." he choked out.

Jay glanced down at his brother then at his girlfriend, "Hey." He placed a quick kiss to her cheek, "What's wrong?" his eyes danced across her features.

Erin sighed and shook her head. She felt herself get emotional again and didn't care to break down in front of Will.

Erin turned and walked in the bedroom, groaning at the neatly folded clothes set out on the bed, leaving her no room to rest. She just needed to nap, to rest her head and forget about her day.

"Erin," Jay whispered, poking his head in.

"I'm okay," Erin tried to convince as she started to move the piles of clothes to on top of the dresser.

Jay stepped into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. "Did something happen at the mall?"

"It's stupid. Honestly, I'm fine." Erin groaned loudly, tilting her head back, willing the tears to the fall. She shut her eyes and let out slow deep breaths.

Jay took the pair of his jeans from her hands and took them in his, lacing their fingers together and led her to the bed. "Tell me what happened."

Erin finally opened her eyes which were glossy and her lip quivered when she spoke, "I was in line to checkout, there was a woman in front of me that had her son. He was about two and he kept on getting into things. Finally the mom just got fed up with him and she yelled. Then out of nowhere I had this vivid flashback of thing I knew, I was sobbing. Everyone was just staring at me, the cashier even gave me this pitiful look..." Erin looked up from her hands to Jay who gave her a similar look. She groaned and pulled her hands away, "I just want to be left alone for a while."

Jay exhaled slowly, "Erin-"

"Jay!" Erin shouted, annoyed. "Just go finish unpacking." She shifted to lie down on her side, her twenty-five week belly resting on a few bunched up pillows. Her feet curled under a pile of Jay's sweatshirts.

Jay patted her leg and squeezed her calf muscle as he stood up. He could hear her sniffling when he turned the doorknob, "Love you." he mumbled, exiting.

Erin sighed loudly when she heard the bedroom door click shut. This was stupid. Why was she having these flashbacks? She thought she was done with them. It had been years since she had one, well one that was that powerful. She felt weak. Emotionally drained and exhausted.

It was as if she was that four year old little girl again being pulled - more like dragged, out of Kmart. Even as she yelled and tried to fight back, her mother's grip was tighter. Erin swore her arm was going to be pulled if socket. The only damage was a huge bruise that was hidden under her tattered sweater.

It all started because she questioned her mom when they were leaving. At four, it came out more of whine but to Bunny, who patience was already worn thin, it was like nails on a chalkboard. Erin could remember sulking; her posture deflated and she let out an annoyed groan. Bunny tisked and grabbed her hand, pulling her along as they approached the cashier.

Four year old Erin stood on her tiptoes, her fingers gripping the counter, watching the cashier scan their items.

"Mom can I get-"

"No." Bunny said quickly.

"But I have quarters," Erin pointed to the Ringpop she'd been eyeing since they stood in line.

"No." Bunny glared down at her, she swatted her hands from the counter, "Quit hanging on things. Go stand over there."

Erin pouted and stomped her feet across the checkout area, plopping on a bench near the exit.

Bunny gathered the shopping bags and walked over to her daughter, "Let's go."

Erin slid off the bench and walked with her mother outside. "Why can't I get the sucker?"

"Because I said no." Bunny said flatly.

"But you promised! You said if I good, I get candy!" Erin balled her fists and stomped her feet in frustration. A typical tantrum.

Bunny swung around to look at her daughter, if looks could kill, Erin would be a goner. "I said no! Now let's go." Bunny walked a few steps but Erin didn't follow.

Erin crossed her arms over her chest, a glare of defiance on her face.

Bunny was fed up. She switched the bags shopping to one arm and reached to forcefully pull Erin along.

Erin could barely keep up with the quick pace of her mother. She tried to repel but Bunny's hands wrapped tighter around her arm, her nails dug into her skin. Erin tried to peel her mother's fingers from her arm but lost balance as Bunny sped up. Erin stumbled, falling to her knees.

Bunny huffed and yanked Erin up on her two feet, the pulling of her arm and dragging her continued until they reached the car. Bunny tossed the bags in the trunk, slamming it down forcefully which caused Erin to jump at the noise when she was getting herself buckled. She rubbed her arm and held back tears.

Erin wiped her eyes as the flashback faded. Her stomach turned and twisted making her get up. As quick as she could, she walked to the bathroom. Another flop of her stanch brought Erin to her knees. Her head dangled over her the toilet as she dry heaved. "Oh god," she groaned as the back of her throat burned. Erin shifted to sit on her butt with her back pressed firmly against the wall. She dropped her head in her hands, bringing her knees as close as her stomach would allow. Tears fell and gasps escaped her lips, which trembled when she sobbed harder. She near crawled back to the toilet as she felt another gurgle of her stomach. One hand supported her to hoover her head over the toilet, the other rested firmly on her stomach.

"It's okay." she soothed quietly feeling a little kick of her son. "I'll be okay."

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