I don't own Sky High or any of the characters affiliated with the movie or sub franchises. I do however own the original characters and you will have to ply them from my stone cold hands before you use them. Just warning you.

Caine was drunk not just a little bit tipsy, or slightly intoxicated. But full on slurring his words not standing upright drunk. Come to think about it I was pretty much a goner too, it was the Vodka I supposed that did it to me... that and the billions of shots of tequila that seemed to be poured every time we recounted something majorly disturbing that our father had done in the past. Looking down the world tilted dangerously. Snapping my head back, that seriously fucked up my head. Closing my eyes I prayed for the world to stop spinning so we could go back to being serious. I laughed I couldn't help it. We were set to have a serious discussion. Hell we evacuated the house, pissed off my brothers best friend, destroyed a couple of electrical toys to have this little discussion and here we were sprawled in the kitchen so drunk I couldn't figure out if I was laying down or sitting, and damned if I was going to try and figure it out.

'You are fucking insane... you know that right.' The voice was sardonic in a way that only Sam could be. Turning I looked at him and laughed again. He was just so tall...

'I'm not,' Caine denied from his position on top of the fridge 'the doctor with the great rack said so.' I had no real understanding why he was up there or how he had managed to get up there, but he was, and that was funny too. My tummy hurt for some really weird reason... oh right the laughing. Rolling to my knees I confirmed that I had been lying down. Sam leant down and helped me after a slipped over and landed on my ass for the third time. Was it the third time? Staring up at him he grinned back.

'You always were a cute drunk,' he said wrapping his arms more firmly around my waist as my knees nearly gave way. Looking at him I realised something.

'I love you,' it was out before I could stop it. He froze and blinked a few times.

'What?'

'WHAT!!!' Caine's scream overrode Sam whisper of what I supposed was something akin to horror. Shaking my head before I could think of the consequences, stilling I shut my eyes tight and swallowed furiously trying to stop myself from hurling all over Sam. If I did that he'd drop me on the floor.

'WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU LOV... Motherfucker, owe owe... my eye... my hand... OW MOTHER FUCKER WHO THE HELL LEAVES FUCKING FORKS ON THE FLOOR!!!' turning slowly in Sam's Arms I stared in amazement at the mess on the floor that had formerly been my older brother. Sam started laughing. Holding up a hand Caine inspected the blood that was running down his forearm. 'I think I hurt myself.' Launching myself out of Sam's arms I landed on Caine with a thud when my legs didn't quite work how I expected them too.

'You're trying to kill me aren't you,' He groaned, 'this is revenge for not letting you have sex in the shower isn't it.' I froze on top of him and contemplated that little fact. He had interrupted that hadn't he? Oh the interesting thoughts of that. Possibilities ran through my mind a million miles per hour. Scrambling to my feet off him I held out a hand to ward Sam who had to come to help.

'Help the invalid,' I commanded waving a hand at Caine who was now whining about something or other. My mind was back to a boyfriend who had bolted. Sobering slightly I glanced over at Sam and Caine who were in the middle of a sober/drunk argument about whether they should indeed remove the fork currently embedded in the back of Caine's hand.

'When I said I loved you it was a I love you cause you're like my brother not cause I want to dance with our pants off...' both men froze and looked at me horrified.

'Please don't ever mention me and dancing with our pants off ever again.' Sam commanded in a tone that was insanely parental. I shrugged.

'I've thought about you naked too if you must know.' I said it distractedly my thoughts back on Warren and how he looked naked. There was a choking sound and something that sounded very much like someone dry reaching. Glancing back at them, Caine looked like he was going to murder someone and Sam was trying to breath... probably due to the fact that Caine's hands were around his neck. You had to give it to my brother, even with a fork in the back of his hand and drunk he was doing a pretty fine job of attempting to kill Sam.

'Touch my sister and die,' Caine snarled shaking Sam a couple of times. Sam kicked a few times and tried to nod furiously making choking sounds the whole time. 'Good,' Caine nodded and released him. 'Now please remove the offending piece of kitchen ware from my hand like a good best friend.' Sam took a few deep breaths and gave me a furious glare; I shrugged and leaned against the kitchen table for support. The world hadn't quite fixed itself yet.

'She said she had pictured me naked, I didn't say I'd pictured her naked,' Sam croaked out. Caine simply shoved his hand in Sam's face and nodded sagely.

'And let's keep it that way pervert.' Rolling my eyes I made my way to the doorway and leaned against the frame. I didn't really need it anymore but fuck me if I wasn't going to not use any support that was offered.

'I'm going out...' I declared. Sam raised an eyebrow then ripped the fork out of Caine's hand with a little more brutal force then was really necessary. I blinked blearily at the now screaming Caine who was sprouting obscenities as though they were going out of fashion.

'Keep your phone on you call if something goes wrong,' Sam muttered as he took a gut hit from my overly affectionate brother. Patting my pocket and swaying slightly I confirmed that indeed I do have a phone and it was on me. All good now to find my boyfriend and have sex. Turning I strode towards the door pausing at the wall phone I picked it up and stared at it for a few minutes trying to figure out how the fuck I called a taxi. Finally after a few moments with the taxi service and trying to get them to understand that I needed to go to the paper lantern I headed for the door again. Reaching it I opened it and went to go onto the stoop, money, taxi equals need for money. Turning I slammed into the frame. Pausing I breathed deeply trying to clear the tears from my eyes from hitting my nose against a hard surface. Blinking a few times I carefully made my way back down the hall. You never know with these wall things they could attack without the slightest warning. Stumbling into the kitchen again I made my way over to Caine who was now sitting on a chair while Sam played doctor.

'Oh good your back to nurse me to health. Come ... comfort your traumatised brother.' Spreading his arm he hit Sam in the face with the back of his hand. Jerking back Sam paused then slugged Caine back. I watched mildly amused for a few moments as they semi tried to hurt each other. Then grew bored, wading into the fight I grabbed the wallet that was half hanging out of the back of caine's pants and impressed myself at how I managed to do it all without getting caught in the middle. Relieving the wallet of all its cash I turned and made my way back to the hallway and towards the door, eyeing the walls off the entire time. The taxi was waiting when I arrived unharmed except for a stubbed toe at the front of the house. Getting in I stared at the taxi driver for a while. He stared back, finding it amusing to be having a staring competion with a taxi driver I settled back into the seat and tried to narrow my eyes at him. I managed to make myself go cross eyed; there was a slight twitch at the corner of the taxi driver's lips. Sniffing I looked away.

'You may have won this round Mister I'm-a-badass-taxi driver but trust me next time... oh you do not stand a chance,' I snarled as best I could. He grinned at me outright. I poked my tongue out at him.

'Where to miss?' he asked. What? What was he going on about now? Where to? What? Oh wait...

'Paper lantern,' I commanded waiving a hand in a general direction that could possibly hold the Paper Lantern.

Hey all its a short chapter... I could make excuses and all that jazz but I doubt it will make a difference. I got married, it was horrific all this white and flowers and commitment and that. I guess that's what weddings are all about but still...

Anyways I will be once again writing regularly again since I got hit with the need to again (probably a chapter a week, maybe more depending on work). Ben will be doing the next bit of the chapter, we decided to rewrite everything that we had previously done cause... well cause I was slightly nuts when I wrote it and didn't like it any more.

So yes REVIEW cause I LOVE those and thanks for all the reviews in the year that I haven't written. Next chapter will be up in a few days.

Also we are looking for another person to take over a small sub plot thing that we created when drunk the other night (basically that's what started the revival of this wonderfully amusing thing) so if you wanna help out just send me an email with a little one shot with Caine and Layla...

Hugs and kisses.

ACE