A/N: I am so sorry i haven't updated in ages things got really hectic! Hope you enjoy the new part.

What Are Siblings For?



"Watching 'Spongebob'," Bright ordered Amy. Amy willingly switched the channel without so much as a second thought. Bright stood there amazed. His sister really didn't like watching Spongebob a lot, she thought that it was incredibly immature, and normally would fight him tooth and nail to keep control of the remote. This time she didn't. Bright had learned a lot in the past few months about the human psyche, and therefore he went into this newfound big brother the protector routine.

"Aims, what's wrong?" No answer. "Amy come on please it's no fun when you're upset. Is it Colin? We don't have to watch this if it reminds you of him."

"Look not everything's about Colin ok? He's dead it's time we moved on!" Amy lashed out. Bright's jaw dropped. "Look. It's just I have a lot going on besides trying to get over Colin, and it's just kind of hard to take at the moment, so sorry if I take a few moments to escape it all in my head."



Bright ignored the attitude in the end of that statement, he figured it was just stress and not meant to be taken personally. He sighed.



"Ok, do you just wanna tell me what's going on? Who knows it might help." Bright really couldn't believe he was saying that…not that he was a bad brother before, he just tended to. …pretend like he didn't care.



"I don't know you did so well with the therapy and crap you don't need my stuff unloaded on you plus you won't really like it," Amy said.



"How do you know?" Behold the eagerness of the oblivious oafs.



"Because it's about Ephram."



That completely threw Bright off guard. He had not been expecting that at all. Amy was right he didn't want to hear about it. Just before he said no he took one look at her sister. She looked worse than she did when they got the news about Colin. This had to be bad.



"All right, you can talk to me," He said reluctantly. Very reluctantly. Amy looked up with all the happiness of a little girl on Christmas Morning.



"Well it's like this…."

"Ephram, are you ok?" Delia asked. Ephram, despite his mental status at the moment couldn't help laugh inwardly at the contradiction that was his sister.



"I'm fine." She was in a good mood, why should he ruin her mood?



"You don't look fine. I know! It's because of Amy." Amazement in the mind of one, Ephram Brown, his sister was a regular Oprah…or Dr. Phil or whoever.



"How did you know?" Ephram knew his sister was insightful but this was something that seemed kind of above her head.



"Duh, Smart One, you have that look you get whenever something happens with Amy."



"Yeah ok, I have a look," He said rather sarcastically.



"Puh-lease, I wasn't born yesterday. Plus Nina said you have a look and that one is it."

"Aha so Nina was behind this one," Why was Ephram not surprised? "If you must know, I don't think anything has changed between her and me."

"Oh. Again, Duh. You two have all that tension between you. It'll pass," Delia said sounding more like a 16 year old then a nine year old.

"Where did you…"

"Nina."