I threw the book and it contents onto the passanger seat once I got into my 2010 Honda Crosstour EX-L. Sighing, before making my way home. It didn't take long once I pulled in the drive to see that Jeremy and Jenna had let the Matt and Vicki know what happened. "What happened once we left?" Jenna asked the moment I stepped out.

"Inside." Was my only response as I grabbed what I now knew as I actually focused on it was one of the Gilbert Family journals. Once we'd settled in the living room I left them know all that Grayson had said after they Jenna chased after Jeremy.

"How can he just write you off like that? You're family!" Vicki looked furious as she spoke.

"I'm not going back./I'm moving in." Jeremy and Jenna had spoken simultaneously before both looking at each other before Jenna gave him a smile and turned back to me. "If that's ok with you?"

"Of course it is. Jere, I can't keep you here as much as I want you to stay here and believe me I do but he's your dad. I'm not saying you can't come over!" I interrupted before he could argue. "I already told him that I wouldn't stop you from coming here but Jere-bear, you will have to go home." I told him as tears welled up in my eyes.

"But this is my home." He said desperation clear in his voice as he held back his own tears. "This isn't fair! He wasn't here this summer and I have more memories with you then I do him! You're the one who was always there! You're my mom!" My breath hitched as I felt my heart stutter knowing he felt just as I did that he was as good as mine. He realized then what he had said. "You're my mom." He whispered seemingly to himself as I saw his tears begin to fall before he raced out and up the stairs to his bedroom. My hand rose to cover my mouth as I released a sob.

"Oh, Ames." Jenna moved to my side and wrapped an arm around my shoulders pulling me into a hug as Vicki came to my other side and rubbed my back.

"I think I'll head up and talk with Jere. Maybe some, one on one, brother time might help." Matt said ackwardly before making a dash for the stairs and raising a giggle out of us and I wiped the tears away from my cheeks.

"Leave it to my kid brother, to lighten up the mood without ever meaning to." Vicki smiled at us.

"You're only a year older then him, not exactly your kid brother."

"Oh please, have you seen him and Jere fight over the last cookie! They are kids!" I laughed at her response to Jenna. I knew they were trying to get my mind off everything that happened tonight and I let them. "So what is this for, anyways?" Vic said picking up the journal.

"Isn't that one of the Gilbert journals your great whatever wrote."

"Yea, it's one of those." I said taking it from her hands. "Grayson said he marked a page that I needed to read. Apparently there's a photo in here I need to see to. Considering he just handed it to me on my way out, I have to wonder how long he'd been planning this." I shook my head, hoping to clear my mind of those thoughts as I opened to the ear marked page only for the photo to fall out. "Damnit." I muttered as Jenna reached down and picked it up from beneath the coffee table only for my breath to catch as I looked at the drawing on the page in front of me. For there staring right back at me was, me.

"Ames, I thought you hadn't seen Jack in years aside from when he came for your graduation in NY? But why does the photo look so old and the same age?" Jenna asked confused as she faced the picture towards me and again my heart skipped. For there in the photo that was clearly decades old was myself as a teenager with a wide open-mouthed smile and a similar aged Jacks with a falsely shocked face holding bunny ear behind my head looking to be just the same age in front of a train.