I quietly padded around the kitchen, trying not to clang anything together. I had successfully finished up breakfast and I was just about to serve things onto plate when I heard a quiet whimper. Looking up from sliding the eggs onto a plate, I saw Ryan hiding in the doorway.

Ryan had been living with us for a week and he was still scared as ever. He was closer to Sarah, but Sarah would do everything in her power to leave me with little Ryan. Ryan didn't like me very much, but if my friends came over he would scamper over to me.

Ryan was your normal sized toddler, but he was covered in yellow and black bruises that were hiding underneath his batman one piece pajamas. Ryan was mixed with African American and White, so his skin was a light coffee color. Ryan was a little on the small side because along with the beatings he received, he wasn't being fed properly.

Ryan's cheeks were sunk in, and he almost looked like a walking skeleton. Every time I saw Ryan, I wanted to feed him everything we had in the house. Ryan had hazel eyes that sometimes looked like a light green in the sunlight; he also had brown curls that were almost in rival with Chads fluffy curls but not as big or as long. Ryan had most of his teeth coming in, so if he did manage to smile it was somewhat tooth and gum.

I gently set down the frying pan and the plate and gave Ryan a smile. I crouched down to his level but stayed where I was.

"Good Morning Ryan." I whispered.

Ryan's hazel eyes stared back at me with a blank stare. "Do you wanna help me make breakfast for Sarah?" I continued to smile at him.

Ryan shook his head slowly.

"Okay, that's okay." I slowly stood up and finished putting the eggs on the plate.

While I was putting the rest of the food on the plate I had knocked over my dishtowel onto the floor. I learned the hard way not to let anything loud clatter to the floor. Mumbling out a shoot, I continued to put the hot food on the plate. Ryan and quietly walked into the kitchen and picked up my dishtowel.

"Taylor?" Ryan said with a quiet voice.

Spinning around, I looked down at Ryan. With a shocked look on my face, I smiled down at him. He said my name. I was the first word and name to come out of Ryan's mouth.

"Thank you Ryan." I gently extended my hand towards him.

Ryan jumped back a little bit, but gently put the dishtowel in my outstretched hand. I gently grabbed his little hand and stroked it.

"Thank you sweetheart, would you like some breakfast?"

Ryan pulled his hand out of mine and walked back over to the door frame. I had pushed my luck. At least Ryan was capable of talking; the doctors were worried that with the head trauma Ryan had suffered from that he may have shut down his vocal cords.

Shrugging my shoulders, I turned back to my breakfast spread and began to gather things up to take up to Sarah's room.

"Ryan, I'm coming towards the door." I quietly called out.

Ryan scampered out of the way and I balanced all the food up the stairs. When I got to Sarah's room I lightly hip checked the door. Quickly looking over my shoulder, I noticed that Ryan had followed me upstairs, but kept his distance. Turning around, I put my finger to my lips and smiled at him. Ryan darted around the corner and poked his head out.

"Happy Mother's day, happy momma's day la la la blah blah." I sang out.

Sarah slowly sat up and a smile spread across her face. "Oh Taylor and Ryan, you didn't have to do this."

Turning around, Ryan was hiding in the doorway again. "We did so. You are our awesome mom and it is Mother's Day, unless today isn't the 12th of May." I spoke as I began setting up the food.

Sarah and I had the tradition of me making breakfast and she and I would curl up in her bed and watch movies all day long. So while Sarah began to make room for me, I looked at the spread.

"Oh snap, I forgot the orange juice." I said and turned to walk towards the door when I looked down.

Ryan had the pitcher of Orange juice in his hands and was shakily holding it. I gestured Ryan in the room and he took a few shaky steps into the room. What happened next couldn't prepare anyone.

The glass pitcher slipped out of Ryan's hands and crashed to the floor. Why did I have to put the orange juice in a glass container? Before I knew what I was doing, I was going towards Ryan to save him from the broken glass; when he shrank back and let out a piercing cry and covered his head to prepare himself for a blow that wasn't coming. Ryan slipped on the orange juice and a shard of glass cut into his calf. Ryan screamed even louder and I gently moved towards him.

"Ryan?" I quietly called out. I held my hands out when Ryan scooted back even farther, causing the glass to dig deeper into his calf. "I'm not going to hurt you honey. I just want to fix your boo boo. Can I come towards you?" I asked quietly.

Ryan looked towards Sarah for confirmation and slowly nodded his head. Walking slowly towards him, and keeping my hands out flat, I walked past the glass and slowly inched towards Ryan. When I was right on top of him, I crouched down to his level and gently wrapped my arms around him and lifted him out of the crystal mess. Walking to Sarah's bathroom, Sarah was getting the medical supplies handy. I was going to set Ryan down on the closed toilet seat, when he wouldn't let go of my neck.

"Please Taylor; I'm sorry, so so sorry. Please don't dunk my head in the toilet tank. PLEASE!"

I looked at Sarah with a started glance, and hugged Ryan closed to my chest and assured him that I wouldn't dunk him. I explained to him that Sarah was going to clean his cut but needed him to sit on the toilet seat so she could see. Ryan's response to that was a louder cry.

"Taylor, just hold him. He might feel better that way."

Nodding my head, I sat down on the toilet seat and Sarah put a towel in my lap and I gently sat Ryan down in my lap. While Sarah examined his leg, I quietly hummed to Ryan and held him close to me.

"I'm sorry Taylor; I ruined everything that you had planned." Ryan had fat alligator tears rolling down his hollowed cheeks.

"No honey, it was an accident. It could have happened to anyone." I kissed Ryan's forehead.

Sarah removed the glass from Ryan's leg and bandaged him up. When Ryan was about to slip out of my lap, Sarah patted his knee.

"No sweetheart, take it easy on your leg. Taylor's going to carry you to the bed and I'm going to clean up the glass so no one else gets hurt."

I looked at Ryan. "Is it okay that I carry you Ryan?"

Ryan nodded his head. With that, Sarah and I both exited the bathroom with Ryan in tow. While Sarah cleaned up the glass, I nibbled on some of the breakfast. Ryan looked at me and I offered him some bacon. When Sarah came back, she had brought in a box of Capri suns and some bottled water. I all but laughed at her; Sarah crawled back in bed and turned on the TV.

While Sarah flipped through the channels a thought filled my head. "I guess no tear jerkers this year Sarah, we have a man in the room now."

Ryan looked all around the room and pointed at himself. "You mean me Taylor?"

"Yes I do, You silly goose." I snuggled Ryan and he slowly accepted my affection and cuddled into my side.

Pulling Ryan closer to me, I looked at Sarah and she had a giant smile across her face. If Sarah could cry at that moment, I think she could have.

"You look like you're going to cry, does this mean that I don't have to give you your mother's day gift now?" I asked.

Sarah laughed and hugged Ryan and I close to her. While Sarah, Ryan and I laid in bed for the remainder of the day; I knew that tomorrow I would begin putting up Missing posters of my sister and would hope that any of the news stations would be willing to hear my story and help me find my sister. Oh Star, where could you be?


In lieu of Mother's Day I gave you guys a cheesy mother's day update. Poor little guy, he should heal nicely though. Uh ho, Taylor's getting serious about finding Star. Will she find her? I wonder if Chad will help Taylor find her lost sister, guess we're gonna have to wait till I update next huh? Happy Mother's Day guys, I hope you all show your mom, grandma, aunt, whoever female influence was around while you were growing up some kind of love and gratitude today.

Once again, I love you all from the bottom of my college heart and it makes me happy that you guys continue to read this story along with Big Sister. Thank you again guys. Till next time.

I DO NOT OWN HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL IN ANYWAY, SHAPE OR FORM! ALL I OWN IS CUTE LITTLE RYAN, SARAH AND THE IDEA OF THIS STORY. I DO NOT CONDONE RAPE OR CHILD ABUSE, THESE ARE VERY SERIOUS MATTERS THAT SHOULD NOT BE TAKEN LIGHTLY.