While I am suffering terrible writer's block with regards to Burzek I have no such issues with writing about the Orphans...I wasn't going to post this and I know it's not everyone's cup of tea but hopefully there are one or two of you who might like to see what happened to the Orphaned Burzek-Hollister children as they become adults.

It follows a pattern where they are almost four different stories which are tied together but it starts with Lola and the other's follow. Kim and Adam do appear, but shit they are old now.

If you are interested, I hope you enjoy it...if it's not your thing hopefully some Burzek inspiration will hit me one day.

Let's see how this goes...

Riley Whittaker was a little frustrated. Not in a crazy stalker, make your life hell type way but he was enamoured by one girl and she was giving him nothing. She wasn't telling him to go away but she wasn't falling over herself to see him either. He didn't know if it was because she was beautiful, that her laugh was infectious, that she was smart, confident and just a little but mysterious or that she seemed immune to him and his charms that was frustrating him. He just wanted a chance to show her that he was a nice guy.

They were friends, they hung out in the same group but Charlotte Ruzek Hollister was always a little bit out of reach. Nobody knew a lot about her private life, she always played those cards close to her chest. She occasionally mentioned a sister and he had seen her once when he bumped into her out shopping one Sunday afternoon. Introducing her as Mae he could see they were sisters, they looked very similar and Mae was friendly but Lola was keen to move on quickly.

He asked her best friend, Aiia but she was cagey too. She just shrugged and mentioned that Lola was full of mystery and if he wanted to know more about her, he should ask her. "I've tried. She barely speaks to me."

"Why do you think that is Riley?"

"I don't know. She's got me stumped."

"That's her plan, don't give up. I get the sense it won't be long before she lets you in. She mentions you sometimes, you just need to show her she can trust you." Aiia felt she was betraying her friend a little because Lola had mentioned that she liked Riley but she was scared of letting him get too close. Her irrational fears overwhelmed her. People either left her, treated her badly or couldn't handle her baggage and she had some heavy bags. Along with that was a fierce determination to be a success and that meant she couldn't get distracted and he would definitely be a distraction. Aiia's argument was that he was knee deep in Medicine like she was and they could actually help each other but Lola dug her heels in. She had to do this alone.

She had something to prove.

Being shoved together to complete a lab gave Riley a chance to spend a bit more time with Lola and she did agree to have a drink with him one evening and then she freaked out and invited a few other of their fellow students along. He was disappointed but at least she had said yes and she did spend some time talking to him away from the rest of the group. He had a glimmer of hope.

Riley was left feeling a little rejected when she suddenly excused herself to answer a phone call. He had no idea if it was a genuine call or one of those save me from a bad date messages from one of her friends. He watched her through the window of the pub and she seemed agitated.

Coming back in she grabbed her bag from the back and of chair and apologised that she had to leave. Riley followed her out. "Hey, everything okay?" Lola was waiting on the side of the street for a cab.

"Yep. You should go back in, it's cold out." She wrapped her jacket a little tighter around her to stop the biting wind. "I don't want to ruin your night."

"I'll wait until you are in the cab. You sure I can't help?"

"No, it's fine really." Lola looked impatiently up the street, there was no cabs in sight and she really needed to go right now.

"I can drive you."

"Thanks Riley, but really I am fine." She did know that he hadn't been drinking. He told her early on that he had to drive tonight because he had to be up early in the morning for his part time job as a courier. He did some casual work for his Uncle's delivery business and tried to pick a few hours each week and did a little be of boat cleaning work and personal training, but that was more for friends than for anything in particular. It helped keep him fit and put a few extra bucks in his pocket.

Her phone rang again. "Hey Bug, slow down. What's going on?" He didn't know what the conversation was about or who she was talking to but she was stressing out. "I'm waiting for a cab. Just wait, I'll be there as soon as I can."

Riley took a punt and led her by the elbow towards the parking lot. "Where do I need to drop you off?" Lola didn't seem to mind, he was expecting some kind of protest but then again she seemed pretty distracted. She was furiously typing a message.

"I've got the address. My sister is at a party and it's gotten a little hairy."

"Is she okay?"

"She is, she's just freaked out and her friend she went with is drunk apparently." Unsure how much to tell him she just blurted it out. "Some guy is hassling her, it's starting to get a little creepy."

"Is it the sister I met? Mae?"

"No, it's my little sister, Iris or Bug as we call her."

"Oh, how old is she?"

"Seventeen."

"How long has this kid been hassling her?"

"A couple of weeks apparently. She told me she could handle him, she's got a fair bit of bitch about her."

"Couldn't she get hold of your folks?"

"Can we go?" Lola slid into the car beside Riley without saying another word. She hadn't really argued about going with him because all she wanted to do was get to Iris but she didn't expect to have to talk about her parents. They drove in silence, Lola checked her phone a few times but there was nothing from Iris. "My parents died." She didn't elaborate and knew that it sounded cold.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He didn't know what else to say. He wasn't expecting that at all.

"I was thirteen. Bug was three."

"Charlotte, I'm really sorry." He squeezed her hand and felt it shaking and didn't let go and Lola didn't pull it away either. "I'll get you there." He pushed his foot down a little.

"My grandparents will freak out, Bug knows it. We lived with them, Bug still does."

"Must have been tough for all of you."

"Yep." Lola was annoyed with herself for blurting out that her parents were dead. It bothered her a little because she never did that, she always kept that to herself and usually it took weeks of dating someone before she admitted that her parents weren't around. This guy, they weren't dating, honestly they were barely friends. If anything they were acquaintances although she knew he was interested in her, until he found out about all her fucking baggage that was. He did intrigue her though, even if she tried to deny it.

"I didn't know."

"Why would you? I don't like to talk about it." She pulled her hand away and then regretted it. She could hardly reach out for his hand now but she missed the feeling that it had given her briefly. It had calmed her a little.

They drove in silence for a few more minutes. Riley focused on the GPS. Lola liked him, she just didn't trust herself with him. Already she had said too much. He reminded her a little bit of her Dad and initially that had put her off. He had dark hair, but his eyes were blue, it was an unsettling mix for some reason and it had made Lola withdraw a little but he kept tugging at her willpower.

"Is that why you chose Medicine? Because of your parents? Is that what they wanted you to do?"

"No." Lola answered defensively and went quiet again. "A little. I wanted to be a Doctor for a long time and then I thought I had too. I told my Mom and Dad that's what I wanted to do and I couldn't let them down."

"I wanted to be a pilot when I was growing up, until I realised I hate flying."

"I think maybe I have this idea that if I am a Doctor I can stop this happening to anyone else. Maybe I can save one person." Lola laughed a little painfully. "Stupid huh?" She'd been told that before, by her last boyfriend who was pissy because once she hit Medical School it took up most of her spare time and she suddenly didn't see where he fit in. He was intimidated by her and couldn't handle Lola being smarter or more driven than him. He was happy to float on by as freelance journalist who didn't really want to do much to be honest.

"Nope. You are going to save a lot of people. Were your parent's doctors too?"

"No. Mom was a social worker but spent most of her time working for BraveHearts. When she wasn't spitting out babies." Her phone beeped and she read the message looked at the GPS. Riley saw it and told her they were ten minutes away. She didn't mention her Dad and he wasn't sure what that meant and didn't feel like it was his place to ask either.

"So there is you, Mae and Iris? Three girls?"

"I have a brother too, Alfie."

"Younger or older?"

"I'm the oldest." She gave as little information as she could. Already it was way too much but she was nervous and when she was nervous or scared she talked.

They pulled up outside the address of the house Iris had given them and apart from some loud music and squealing it seemed tame. "Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, thank you." Lola patted his hand as he rested it on the gearshift. "Thank you Riley, I really appreciate the lift. We'll get a cab home."

"Go and grab Iris, I'll drop you home."

"You've done enough."

"Charlotte, go get Iris." She tried to argue again and Riley finally relented and suggested a compromise. He'd wait until they were both safely in a Cab and then he'd go.

"Who's that?" Iris was always going to ask when she saw him leaning against the car waiting for them.

"I guy I know from Med School, a group of us were out having a couple of drinks and he offered to drive me when I couldn't get a Cab."

"He's cute Lola Bear." Iris could never be accused of being backwards in coming forwards. "He got a girlfriend?"

Riley heard them as they came closer. He heard his sister call her Lola Bear and thought it was cute. Iris didn't quite look like Lola but you could tell they were related. She was tall like her sister but her hair was a little lighter and her smile a little bigger but she was a pretty girl. No wonder she attracted attention, even the unwanted attention.

"Don't know, never asked."

"You should." She bounced up to Riley who didn't move, he did his best to keep it casual. "Hi, I'm Iris."

"Nice to meet you Iris." He pushed himself off the bonnet of his car and introduced himself and asked if she was okay.

"Yeah. Lola Bear told him to fuck off and he scurried away like a scared little chicken shit."

"Can you not?" Lola rolled her eyes while Riley laughed. Iris was a firecracker. "Thanks Riley, I really appreciate the lift. I will see you on Monday."

"What? It's cold Lola. Surely if you ask nicely enough Riley will take us home." Iris was prone to whining. He just nodded and bowed a little. He was little intrigued that her sister was calling her Lola because he only knew her as Charlotte.

Lola weighed up the options, standing out in the cold with Iris, who would carry on and on about why they didn't get a lift home wasn't appealing. Spending a little more time with Riley was, not that it meant anything of course and it was fraught with danger having her annoying little sister in the car. She could say anything. She was a Ruzek and going rouge was a familiar trait. "Get in the car Iris."

Iris slid into the back seat and Lola slammed the door. Riley held the door open for her. "Thanks for doing this." She muttered sheepishly.

"Anytime Lola Bear." He winked as she shut the door and surprisingly Lola didn't hate the way it sounded. Nobody called her Lola Bear outside her family and Iris always loved to stir her up and call her Lola Bear, usually she just got Lola and everyone was amused that she insisted on being Charlotte at College.

She thanked him for driving them home and Iris did leap out of the car the moment it stopped. "I'll give you a moment."

"I don't need a moment." She turned to Riley and smiled. "Thank you Riley. I'll see you Monday." She closed the car door and he watched them disappear inside. Iris was obviously in her ear about something but he couldn't hear or figure it out. He just had to hope that perhaps she was bugging her sister to give him a chance.

It was not why he did it, it's not why he helped Lola out. He did it because it was the right thing and the nice thing to do. It wouldn't matter who needed help, he was in a position to help so he did. The fact it was Charlotte Hollister was just the cherry on top.