Hey guys. That was all for the edits to the old chapters. I'm here with a completely new chapter for you guys. I really you all for the support and everything. Anyway, why don't we check on the twins have been up to?

Warning: this chapter has content that may be upsetting to some readers.

"What?!" Levi and Mikasa half-yelled in unison. Both had mildly shocked expressions on their faces. Neither expected their ten-year old to say something like that.

"Don't be mad. I-I… just…" he trembled as he spoke. His breathing was out of control as he panicked, trying to explain himself.

"Daniel, calm down," Mikasa said while holding his shoulders. She then urged her husband to scoot, creating a space between them. She then ushered the boy to sit between the two of them. "Compose yourself."

Daniel nodded as he tried to steady his breathing. He closed his eyes as his parents watched him try and gather the right words. What was he going to say? Explaining how you killed someone wasn't anything easy to say. After failing to speak, he just shook his head.

"Okay, Danny," Levi was the one to speak, forcing the boy to look at him, "since you can't seem to pull it together, why don't you tell us what you were up to today?"

"Well…" he started, recalling the activities before he came crying to his parents.


Flashback

"Hah, catch me if you can!" Dean yelled as he ran down the busy street, his brother right behind him.

"Slow down!" Daniel called after him, trying his best to catch up. They may have been twins but like all twins, they had their differences and stamina was one of them.

The twins were headed towards the play park they had been going to since they arrived at the fort.

Daniel finally came to a stop next to his brother and began to pant heavily while his brother patted his back.

"You're still as slow as ever," Dean smirked before glancing around, deciding on what they were going to play on. "Hey dude, let's do an obstacle course."

"Aw…but you… always come first," Daniel panted while looking at his brother. He wasn't interested in losing again.

"No shit, Sherlock," Dean snorted, smugly as his brother got a shocked look on his face.

"Dean, mom said no cussing!" he reprimanded while looking around as though said woman would jump out of nowhere.

"Quit being a wuss," Dean responded, "mom's not here so we don't have to do what she says."

"No, Dean," Daniel started, "Mom said that we should always remember what she says even when she isn't around."

"So what," he spat, coldly. He showed no remorse on his face, "it's not like she'll find out. Just loosen up already."

Daniel let his shoulders fall as he sighed in defeat. Maybe Dean was right. He did need to loosen up, "Okay fine."

"Good," Dean nodded before running towards the monkey bars, "race started now!"

"Dang it! That's not fair!" Daniel yelled before running after his brother, trying his best to catch up to him.

Dean managed to hop onto the bars and started to weave through them effortlessly while making monkey sounds, "Eep, Eep! I'm the king of the jungle!" he shouted before beating his chest. He then smirked down at his brother, "do you dare challenge me? Eep, Eep!"

Daniel shot back a playful smile before also playing the part, "Of course I will, Ou, Ou, Ou!" he then rushed over to the structure and grabbed onto one of the bars, climbing at a somewhat slower pace than his brother.

Eventually, he did manage to reach a greater height and was almost at eye level with Dean, "Ou, Ou, I will take your jungle!"

"Oh yeah, I'd like to see you try!" he shouted before letting out cry similar to an ape and beating his chest.

The twins continued to holler threats at each other while making those noses. Sure it was a weird activity but then, what could they do? They were kids. It was their way of fun.

"Oi! Losers!" a gruff voice called, snapping the twins from their play time.

They found themselves looking down at a group of five other children glaring at them. Dean was the first to speak, "who are you to call us losers?"

"Get off of our stuff!" the owner of the gruff voice, a ginger-haired boy with hazel eyes shouted from below.

"Your stuff!" Dean yelled back, "I don't see your names written on it!"

"Get off of there before we beat the shit out of your asses!" the boy demanded as he and his friends slowly started to walk towards the monkey bars.

Daniel watched as his brother clenched his jaw, figuring out what to say. Those kids looked like trouble and he didn't want anyone to get hurt, "Dean, let's just get down. Dad said we should stay out of trouble."

"Tch! There's no way I'm listening to those punks!" he scoffed before glaring back at the kids, "Step any closer and I swear I'll fuck the whole lot of you up so bad that you wouldn't be able to walk again!" he barked, throwing the kids dangerous look.

The group of kids stopped and froze in surprise. They then shared glances with one another before the boy spoke up, "Okay man, let's not get angry," he started while holding his hands out in front of him, "come down here and let's chat a bit."

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Chill bro. we really just wanna chat," he said, "look, even if we do double cross ya, you'll just fuck us up, right?"

"Well…" he saw his brother try to think about it before finally making his decision and jumping off of it.

"Dean, wait up!" Daniel said while trying to get off, only to slip and fall to the ground. "Ow…" he groaned as he looked around. He hoped his brother would come for him but to his surprise, he kept on walking away.

"Okay then," Daniel said before picking himself up and limping after his brother.

"So what did you wanna talk about?" Dean asked after he stopped in front of the group and stuffed his hands in his pockets, maintaining a threatening but bored expression on his face.

"Chill out, big guy," the boy said before patting Dean's arm. He then looked him up and down, "looks like we've got a pair of twin ballers on our hands," he said while looking at their outfits that consisted of grey Adidas t-shirts under grey jackets. Below they wore black jeans and white-based grey high tops. Compared to the simple clothes the other kids wore, they couldn't deny it.

"Listen bro, we run this part of town and we can't just let you guys play around in our park."

"I don't care."

"Shit, okay man, call me AJ," the boy introduced himself before pointing at his friends, "these are my friends, Edwin, Sarah, Tina, and Joseph," he introduced a green eyed brunette, blue eyed red-head, brown eyed black-haired and a blue eyed blonde respectively.

"I'm Dean," he started before motioning backwards, "that's my brother, Daniel."

"Alright Dean, you're badass. I like you," he said before holding out his fist and bumped it with said twin. "Yeah man, respect."

"Yeah…"

"Listen Dean, my friends and I were about to go around town," AJ started, "we're gonna have fun. You should come with us."

"Why should we trust you?" Dean asked once again.

"It's gonna be fun man. I promise," he said assuring, "we're gonna introduce to our favourite hobby."

Daniel watched his brother think about it once again. Sure it sounded interesting but they weren't just going to run off with a bunch of kids they just met.

"Okay man. We'll go," Dean finally decided.

"Wait, we?" Daniel asked before his brother glared back at him.

"We're going…" he growled, forcing the other twin to submit. He then looked back at AJ, "let's get going."

"Alright."

The group of kids found themselves walking through town. Many people went about their business as usual, passing cautious looks at the kids.

"Why are they looking at us like that?" Daniel asked from behind the group. He had noticed the glares they received and felt himself growing very uncomfortable.

"We're quite troublemakers around here," AJ said from up front, "people don't really like us that much so they're very careful when we're around."

"Hmm…" Daniel hummed before walking next to his brother, who seemed to be enjoying their little walk, "Dean, I think we should go. These guys seem like bad news," he whispered.

"No, man. They're cool," he whispered back, "let's just stay."

"B-But mom said…"

"Screw whatever mom said," he spat back, "dude. Quit being a scaredey cat and roll with it."

Daniel was about to respond but he shut up when his brother glared at him. "Okay…" he sighed before continuing to walk with the group. He didn't like the way his brother was acting all of a sudden but he couldn't do anything about it. If he snitched about it, Dean wouldn't spare him.

"Your brother sure isn't up for this huh?" AJ asked Dean as he slowed down to his pace.

"he's just a big baby," he scoffed before looking back at him.

"Hey AJ, what's with the new guys?" a man who was sitting on a doorstep, asked as he sharpened a pair of knives.

"Hey Bruno. These are Dean and Daniel," AJ responded while the twins waved, Daniel more timidly though.

"This isn't a safe place for little clean boys, you could get hurt," Bruno said with his voice deepening after the last part.

"I'm not scared," Dean said confidently.

"Alright then, enjoy your day."

The group continued to walk through the neighbourhood. Occasionally greeting any local they met until they found themselves outside a small shop. It didn't look special because of the scratched up, plain green paint and glass doors.

"What are we doing here?" Dean asked as he looked at the shop, wearing a bored look, "you were supposed to show us your favourite hobby. I sure hope it isn't window shopping."

"Chill out bro," AJ responded before standing in front of everyone, "okay, have you two ever shoplifted before?"

"S-Shoplifted?" Daniel asked, terrified, "we can't…"

"No, but now I want to," Dean said, getting excited, "let's do it."

"Heh, okay man," AJ smirked before glancing around, probably for any authorities. He then leaned closer to them, "when we get in there, just follow our lead. Don't make it obvious."

"Yeah," Dean nodded while slightly bouncing.

"I'll distract the clerk," Joseph offered, causing everyone else to nod.

"Okay, let's move," AJ said before they all walked into the store.

Everyone had casual faces as the entered. "Hey mister, have you seen my dad?" Joseph asked as he started to converse with the clerk.

He was a bald, elderly man with an eyepatch and beard; akin to a pirate.

"No, kid," he responded, "I bet he's just around town."

"No, he left three days ago, saying he went to get the milk."

Daniel nervously looked around as he watched the other kids work. Each of them carefully stuffed things into their pockets as they pretended to be looking at items. A feeling of guilt began to flow through Daniel's body and he slowly began to panic.

His eyes darted around until they landed on his brother, who had stuffed a Mars Bar into his jacket pockets. He then rushed over to him.

"No, Dean, what are you doing?" Daniel whispered while grabbing his brother's arm.

"Shut up Daniel, or you'll bow our cover," Dean growled back.

"Dean stop it," Daniel urged, "stealing is bad."

"Daniel, I said shut up."

"Guys, keep it down," Sarah as she walked passed them. If they weren't careful they'd be exposed.

"Daniel, just be quiet okay," Dean said before grabbing another snack bar.

Daniel couldn't help but feel hurt by his brother. He couldn't believe he was stealing right now after all those times their parents had warned them about that and they would both nod and smile at their parents in agreement.

Did that mean, Dean had been pretending in front of their parents? Sure he was always the naughtier one but still, he would never go out and steal. It wasn't right and it wasn't him. Daniel had to put his foot down and correct him immediately.

"Dean, put that back," Daniel ordered.

"What?" Dean asked while glaring at him, "you can't tell me what to do."

"I said put it back," Daniel said before grabbing his brother's arm and prying the snack bar out of his hands.

"Quit it," Dean responded as they struggled, both gritting their teeth and glaring daggers.

"Daniel, let go," Dean growled at his brother before his eyes widened, "I know that face… don't you dare."

"Hey, stop stealing!" Daniel shouted, the other kids glaring at him.

"Hey, so that's what you've been up to?" the clerk said before grabbing a baseball bat, "I swear you'll be sorry!"

"Shit guys, let's go!" AJ said before dashing out of the store with the other kids following.

"Thanks a lot," Dean glared at his brother before running after the other kids, leaving Daniel frozen in place.

"So, you thought you could just walk in here and steal from me?" the clerk asked as walked towards Daniel, readying his baseball bat.

"S-Sir, I…" he started as fear began to envelop him. He was cornered by a mean looking man with a baseball bat that was probably going to be used to hit him. He didn't want to spend his day like this. He just wanted to have fun with his brother in the park.

"Sir, I-I'm sorry…" he whined as his breathing intensified and tears began to roll down his cheeks. Hopefully the man would have mercy on him.

"Hey little guy, don't cry," the man said as his features softened, raising Daniel's hope. "Heh…" he chuckled before gained a facial expression of malice, "I've always wanted to beat up one of you stupid kids." With that, he raised the bat and prepared to strike.

Daniel felt himself shrink as he looked up at the man looming over him with his smirk, holding the baseball bat in place as he looked down at him, as though allowing him time to regret his actions. If only he had stayed in the park.

The man lowered the bat and thrust forwards, jabbing Daniel in the stomach and sending him onto the ground with a loud thud.

"Ow!" he cried as he clenched his abdomen. It was ten times worse than the footballs he received to the gut, daily and it was just increasing his every minute.

"You ain't felt nothing yet," the clerk said before kicking the young boy's stomach with more force than the bat. He really was getting a kick out of beating up a kid. He then groaned in disgust when a bit of puke escaped his mouth, "you planning on ruining my floor kid?"

Daniel, only moaned in pain was he closed his eyes, enduring the pain. All he wanted was to go back home to his old neighbourhood, his old house with family. He then felt the man grab and lift him up by his hair. It was painful but not as painful as the blows to his stomach.

He opened his eyes and met the man's crooked ones. It looked like he wasn't done with him yet but he wanted it to stop. He just wanted to go, "p-please sir, let me go…"

The man only smirked back at him, "poor little boy, you think saying please will let you get whatever you want?"

"Mom and dad said I should always say please no matter what," Daniel boldly defended, despite still being in pain.

"Hah, and where are your parents now?" he asked before mockingly looking around, "I don't think they're here to congratulate you for being the best little boy ever."

"Mom said, I don't have to be a good boy for show," Daniel still defended but winced when the man tightened his hold on his hair. He then continued, "she said I need to be a good boy because that's who I am. If your parents didn't tell you that then boohoo!" he shouted before he lost footing and was thrown against the wall.

"Ow…" he groaned as he held his head. He was now hurting in two places. He looked up at the man and saw him gritting his teeth as though deciding on what next to do with him.

"You kids these days are always lied to," the man said bitterly.

"What do you mean?"

"Parents these days always fill their children with so much bullshit it's sickening," he started, "always telling their kids to be nice and say please… ugh! That's the fucking problem with society these days!" he shouted with a frustrated tone, "that's why kids are always growing up to be such pathetic sissies."

"I'm not a sissy!" Daniel yelled back, only to be smacked across the face, "Ah!" he yelled as he held his cheek and looked up at the man glaring down at him. He had already shed enough tears so all he could do was pant.

"Back in my day, kids weren't allowed to yell at their elders yet society has failed again," he complained, "admit it kid. Your parents have done a terrible job."

"N-No they haven't…" he stuttered while looking up at him. He didn't like what the man was saying about the people that had spent so much time caring for him. the people that had devoted a lot of their time to making sure that he, along with his siblings, were given all the care and attention they needed. No, this wasn't right.

"Your parents failed!" he yelled. It seemed to have taken a lot out of him as he started panting. He closed his eyes for a moment as though he were trying to gather himself.

"N-No…"

The man opened his eyes after he heard the sound of sobbing. He looked down and saw Daniel crying below him. He then scoffed before turning around and walking away from him, mumbling something incomprehensible.

Daniel whimpered as he watched the man walk away. His parents weren't failures. He knew they weren't. All he wanted was to see them again and he needed to go.

Suddenly, the door to the shop opened, and a figure rushed towards the man and punched him square in the face.

"Dean!" Daniel yelled as he sat up. He felt himself warm up at the fact that his brother came back for him, "you came back…"

"Why you little…" the man responded before grabbing the boy and struggling to hold him down. He was putting up quite a fight and the man was barely keeping it together.

"I'm back for you, bro" Dean yelled as he was trying to escape the man's grasp, "run while I keep this geezer busy."

"Dean don't…" Daniel grunted as he struggled to stand but fell right back down with a humph. He didn't want his brother to get beaten up too.

"Ouch!"

Daniel watched as he saw his brother cover his eye. The old man punched him and was slowly going back for more. Without realising, Daniel was back on his feet, clenching his fists and he glared at the man. There was no way he was going to let his brother get beaten up. He had had enough of this old man.

"Stop…" Daniel released a growl directed at the man but it had fallen on deaf ears as he had picked Dean up and was strangling him.

Daniel felt his blood boil as his eyes narrowed. His breathing hastened as he watched Dean struggle. That man had insulted him, his parents and now he was trying to beat up his brother. No, that wasn't right. "stop…" he growled again. No, it needed to stop.

Suddenly, he felt a spark in his head that turned into a blast of energy that surged throughout his body, passing through every inch of him. Felt the world around him spinning fast and it made him feel a bit dizzy.

Eventually, the spinning stopped and everything fell into place. He felt confident, powerful and he knew exactly what to do.

"I said stop!" he yelled before dashing at the man. All his anger, pushing him forward.

"What the…" the man said when Daniel jumped onto him and started hitting him. He then let go of Dean and began to struggle with the nightmare holding onto him, "what are you doing?" he asked as he defended himself. He then made eye contact with the child and gained a spooked expression, "what are you?"

In a swift movement, Daniel was back on his feet and the man flew into a few shelves. But he wasn't done. He then rushed at him with his fist held high.

The old man shook his head and managed to see Daniel a split second before he punched him and held his fist back, "stupid child," he said before lifting him off the ground forcing him to flail his legs around, "you can't beat a grown ma…ah!" he was cut off when the boy head-butted him.

Daniel landed on the ground with a grunt before hopping onto the man's chest and began to through barrage of hard punches, "don't you ever bad mouth my family!" he roared as he threw punch after punch, scratch after scratch until he was satisfied.

He then felt his breathing calm down and realised that they were on the ground. "That sure showed him right, Dean?" he asked before looking at his brother, who had a shocked look on his face, "what's wrong?"

"H-He's dead," Dean gasped, "I think you killed him, Daniel."

"What…" Daniel asked as he turned back to look at the old man who was knocked out blow him. His face was bloodied and he was missing a few teeth. He gasped at this.

He then looked at his hands that were also bathed in blood of whom he wasn't sure belonged to. He felt himself start to tremble. He was the one trying to correct his brother about cursing and stealing yet here he was having murdered a person. He was a murderer. He didn't know what to do. Did he need to turn himself into the police? Did he need to go back to his parents? He didn't want to go to jail? Only bad guys went to jail. He wasn't a bad guy…right?

"Okay man let's just…" Dean started before his brother faced him, "Danny?"

"I'm going to jail!" Daniel panicked.

"Wait, Danny, calm down…" Dean started but Daniel had already started crying, "don't cry."

"Mommy!" he yelled before dashing out of the shop, leaving his brother dumbfounded.

End of Flashback


"That's what happened to me today," he finished explaining before looking at his parents who had wide eyes looking at him. Great, they were angry, "listen I…"

"He hurt you?" Mikasa gasped before quickly throwing off his jacket and t-shirt to inspect his bruised abdomen. She gasped when she saw the red marks and ran her fingers across the swelling skin. "a-are you okay?" she asked as her breathing intensified, she was struggling to keep it together.

"Yeah, it hurts a little but I'll be fine," he explained as he watched his mother clench her jaw. She was struggling to keep it together, "mom, don't worry I'm okay."

"How can I not worry when you're hurt?" she said between her teeth. She then turned to face her husband, "Levi, we need to find that asshole right now. I swear I'm going to tear apart his corpse for laying a hand on my son."

"Mikasa, relax."

"How can I relax when did this to our son?" she asked while pointing at Daniel's swollen stomach, "first Junior and now Daniel? I'm actually wondering if you still give a damn about your kids."

"Mikasa, please. Not this again," he tried to dismiss. This certainly wasn't the time for them to be fighting, especially after they were doing it before Daniel walked in.

"But…"

"Mikasa, calm down!" Levi raised his voice, silencing his wife. He then continued to speak, "I'm upset about this just as much as you are but there's no way I'm letting you defile a corpse." He then took a deep breath, "what we need to do right now is find Dean."

"You're right. I-I'm sorry for over-reacting," she sighed, feeling a bit of guilt. She then pulled Daniel into a tight hug, "where do you think we should start?" she asked before Levi's phone started to ring.

"Tch! The nerve of these people," he grumbled before pulling phone out of his pocket and bringing it to his ear, "the hell is this?"

Mikasa and Daniel watched as Levi spoke on the phone. His face went from mildly annoyed to slightly shocked and even more annoyed. He then cut the call, "what's the matter?"

"Dean's at the police station," he said before getting up, "get dressed, we need to get going."


"I'm glad you could make it, Mr. and Mrs Ackerman," a man with short, blonde hair said to the couple. He wore the same uniform as the guards in the area so he must've been an officer.

"Listen, Mr…" Levi started.

"Hannes."

"I don't care," he said before continuing, "I just came here for my son. So I'd appreciate if you'd just bring him out and we can go."

"Sorry sir but we can't just let you go so easily," Hannes explained from his desk, "we need to address the matter alongside Mr. Klaus."

"Who's Mr. Klaus?" Mikasa asked as she adjusted Marie on her lap. They had stopped to pick her up from the day care on their way to the station.

"He's the owner of the shop your son was caught shoplifting," Hannes explained, "i-is everything alright?" he asked when he noticed the couple share a look.

"He's alive?" Mikasa asked, she felt her anger slowly start to brew.

"Yes he is," Hannes answered, "though he was pretty banged up when we found him."

Suddenly the door opened, revealing the shop clerk with a few bandages around his face.

"Ah, speak of the devil, that's him," Hannes said before waving at the man. He then looked back at the couple, who had glared daggers in the man's direction.

"Daniel?"

"Yes dad?" Daniel asked as he looked at his father.

"Take Marie outside with you," Levi said before retrieving the toddler from Mikasa and handing her to him.

"Okay…" he said started as he lifted his sister, "but why do I have to go outside?"

"We're about to have adult talk," Mikasa responded, not taking her eyes off of the man.

"Okay," the boy said before walking towards the exit. Mr. Klaus staggered out of the way in fear of the child, allowing him out of the room.

"I hope Mr. Klaus is okay," Daniel said while looking down at his sister, quietly poking his chest. He then decided to put her down and squat in front of her "why aren't you talking Marie?"

The little girl only proceeded to shift her foot on the ground as she kept her gaze low, not seeming to be interested in speaking.

Daniel then placed his hand under her chin and tilted it so that she would look at him, "Marie, why aren't you talking? Why won't you talk to your big brother?" He locked his silver eyes with hers that were showed how much she was holding back.

"Marie, I'm your friend, right?" Daniel asked her and she nodded in his palm. That wasn't enough for him, "I'm your friend right?" he asked once again, getting a nod from him. no, that still wasn't enough, "you're my friend, right?"

"Y-Yes," she finally spoke, getting a smile from her brother.

"I'm your friend too," he responded, "now will you tell me what's wrong?"

"Okay," she nodded before explaining, "I'm scared of the monsters," she started, her small voice cracking a bit as her brother listened closely, "I'm scared that they'll find me and eat me."

"Why didn't you tell anyone, then?" Daniel asked, wondering why she had been quiet about it.

"Mommy and daddy are really sad when I don't talk and that makes me sad," he said as her face fell into a frown, "if I tell them I'm scared then they'll be more sadder and…" her voice cracked as a few tears rolled down her cheeks, "I don't want to make them sad."

Following his first instinct, Daniel pulled her into hug as she let her little sobs be muffled by the fabrics of his shirt. He then began to stroke her back, "When you talked, I was happy, you saw that right?" he asked and she nodded against his chest, "good, so when you talk, mom and dad will be really happy too. They're only sad because you're not talking to them."

He then pulled her back and looked her in the eyes, "don't worry about the monster okay. If anything's bothering you, don't hesitate to tell your big brother. I'm really strong and won't let the monsters hurt you," he said while flexing his right bicep, making a ridiculous face while doing so.

"You look like a monkey when you do that," Marie chuckled at his face, earning a smile from him.

"Okay, I'm glad you're smiling again," he chuckled before speaking, "now promise me you'll smile for everyone else," he said as she nodded. He then pointed in the direction of the door, "when mom and dad come out of the door, you're gonna smile right?"

"Yes, I will."

As if on cue, the door to the office opened revealing Dean stumbling out of the room.

"Dean, I can't believe you would do that," Mikasa started as she walked up and stood in front of him, "When did I ever teach you to steal?" she asked as Dean only shrugged as he crossed his arms.

"Tch! Dean, stop being a brat and answer your mother," Levi butt in, clearly annoyed by his son, judging by the scowl on his face.

Dean tried his best to block out the yelling from his parents. He knew he was wrong but he didn't where to start from. He slowly started to regret brushing his brother off earlier on as he was in his least favourite position right now.

"Mommy, Daddy!" Marie's voice went, catching everyone off guard. Especially the adults.

They both turned and found their daughter running towards them with a big smile.

"Mommy, Daddy!" she yelled as she went and bounced in front of her mother with her arms spread wide.

Mikasa felt her heart drop when she saw her little girl smiling again, calling her with that sweet voice she missed so much . She didn't hesitate to pick her up and give her squeeze which her daughter returned, "I missed you so much."

"I miss you too," she responded before looking around until her eyes landed on her father who stood there watching in awe, his normally hardened features were soft as his jaw hanged agape. "Daddy, come over here," she said, immediately making him rush over and join the hug.

Both adults missed this. They missed having their little girl bounce around, putting smiles on their faces and they thought they had lost her for good. No, their child was back, they didn't know what did the trick but they were grateful and didn't want to question anything. They didn't want to lose their little girl ever again.

"I love you," Marie said as she cuddled with her parents.

"We love you too," they sobbed in union

"Aww, don't cry mommy," she said while wiping her mother's tears away. She then looked to her father, "not you too, daddy."

Dean watched as his parents bear-hugged his sister to death. He was happy that his sister was speaking again and relieved that their attention was shifted away from him. He still needed to apologize.

"Hey," Daniel's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned and found his brother looking at him. Right, he had been a jerk to him the entire day.

"Mom and Dad are so happy," Daniel said while standing beside him, "I've never seen them cry before."

"Danny, I'm sorry."

"What?" Daniel asked as he turned to face his twin. He seemed to be having a hard time thinking.

"I'm sorry for being such a jerk to you," Dean started, his eyes fixated on the ground, "you were just trying to protect me but I blew you off as being a sissy." He then huffed, "I'm sorry." Dean fell silent before his brother spoke.

"It's okay man," Daniel responded as his brother looked up to face him, "you're my bro and bros don't hate each other."

"Heh, I love you, bro," Dean confessed before his brother got a ridiculous grin on his face, "what's with that smile."

"You just said you love me," Daniel spoke, "the big bad Dean Ackerman just said he loves his big brother."

"Shut up," he said before they both chuckled.

"Hey, give me a hug," Daniel said before holding his arms out and his brother walked up to him but when he got close, he immediately pulled his hands back, "Ah, sick!"

Dean's face then went a bright shade of pink, "you jerk, I'm gonna get you!" he yelled before he began to chase his brother around.

Hey guys. That was the newest chapter of HSF. It was long and I sort of got tired writing it but here it is. I would love to hear what you guys have to say so please… tell me what you think. Also, I would love to thank you guys for staying with the fic and like I said, I don't intend to abandon this work. So please stay tuned for more