Disclaimer: Again, I own no one. Well, except for Robert and couple of other people, but I don't own any of the awesome characters. (And it still bites!)

A/N: My new co-author for this fan-fic is Marybug6. So, know that I'm getting much help on this from her. She's come up with some of the witty things and I wanted to make sure I put that in so she doesn't get mad at me. (If you know what I mean ^_^)

Rick was angry now, and as far as he was concerned he was going to show Evie that she was out of line in all due time, but for now he was going to play with her mind a little.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, really!" She swallowed hard, seeing his beautiful blue eyes gleaming. "What is he thinking?", She thought to herself. She knew him all too well, but now she couldn't tell what it was he was going to do.

"Okay."

"What?"

"You want it, you got it!"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean if you think you'd be better off without me, then that's the way we'll go."

"No! That's not what I-It's not-Oooh!" What was this man talking about? Something was extremely wrong here. "I knew it! I knew I shouldn't have- have-married you!" She felt herself beginning to cry, but held it back. "I wish I would have stayed with my first instincts: You are a complete scoundrel!"

"Oh, really, so you shouldn't have married me?" Okay, so, the whole playing with her mind thing was over with.

"No, I shouldn't have!"

"Well, I shouldn't have saved your prissy little butt in the first place! I could have just let you go off and get yourself killed, you know. The only reason I was with you in the first place was because you got me out of that hellhole of a jail."

"Well, that's funny because I don't remember you saying any of that before!"

"Yes, well, whatever I said before, you just forget about!"

"I-" She was about to object to that statement, but then she thought better of it. "Fine!"

"Fine!" Rick called back to her. He was stubborn too, and wasn't going to let her win him over like she'd done for the last five years.

"Fine!" She called again now stomping her way to the front door.

"Fine!" He called again turning around to walk in the other direction.

"Fine!" She called again as she swung the front door open, walked through it, and slammed it behind herself.

Rick turned around automatically and started toward the door, but then he stopped himself and stomped upstairs where he saw Alex sitting at the very top looking very sad and confused.

"Alex? What are you doing here?"

He sniffled and started, "Daddy, do you hate Mummy?"

"What? No, of coarse not, bud."

"Does she hate you?"

"No. I mean-" Rick had no idea of what to say. It was the first time he and Evelyn had had such a big fight. They had never yelled so much at each other and Rick couldn't imagine what his son was going through. "Alex, son, let's go get ready you ready for bed."

"Dad, it only seven 'clock."

"Oh, yeah." Rick looked at the grandfather clock that stood in the hallway. Yep, it was 7:02, and Alex didn't usually go to bed until 8:00. What was he going to do now?

"Uh," Rick suggested, "Why don't we go downstairs and get something to eat?"

"Kay, Dad."

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When Evelyn had stormed outside, she had bumped into Jonathan who, being so drunk, fell and pulled Evie down with him.

"Might you watch where you're going?" Evelyn yelled angrily as she jumped back up from the ground.

"Evie?" Jonathan said a bit drunkenly. Evie could tell that Jonathan wasn't too drunk because his slur was very subtle, but also that he was going to be a bit hung-over in the morning. "What are you doing here? Outside, I mean."

"I'm going."

"Going where?"

"I-I don't know. I'm just going."

"Ahh. So, the two love birds have finally had a quarrel, eh?" Jonathan had a strange way of knowing things about Evie. She found it frightening at times, and found it even more frightening when he was drunk seeing as how he seemed so out of it.

"Jonathan, how did you-oh, never mind. Yes. And I'm going, and I'll be back tomorrow for my things!"

"Your things? Oh, come now, it couldn't have possibly been all that bad." Surely, she was overreacting. That just seemed like his "baby" sister.

"Well, it was! And I don't need you to tell me it isn't because you know you always win me over and I want to stay angry for once!"

"Yes well, all right, Evie. All right. But, you do know that its going to be getting late soon, and," but Jonathan didn't know how to finish his sentence, so Evie cut in.

"What are you doing home so early anyway, Jonathan?"

"I remember you told me to be here and for some reason, for once, I've listened. And now I find you leaving."

"Well, there's food in the oven and have a nice night, Jonathan." She said the last word turning around and walking down the steps.

"Yes, you too." But, Jonathan knew very well that Evie was not going to have a "nice night" and she did too.

She walked out to her car and then drove away thinking about just that as Jonathan walked into the house and smelled at an instant the smell of burning goose coming from the kitchen.

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