Summary: One day coming home Dallas suddenly is dumped the responsibility of being someone's older brother. Dally was the boy without hope, while Gabriel's the boy with a dream. Both share a common ground in which they never expeirenced the feeling of being loved or giving love. What happens when Gabe's hiding a terrible past and it's up to Dal to save the day? Can these two boys pull together before destiny threatens to pull them apart forever?

A/N: You guys like the cliff hanger? I liked it. LMAO...then again I wrote it. Hmm maybe i'm going to sneak onto my aunt's computer because I need to fix up and edit everything. So yeah...hopefully you guys will gimme more reviews! So you guys will gimme some reviews right? Hopefully I'll try and update as much as I can before school starts. The way I'm seeing it, it might be 20 something chapters. Once school starts though I don't think I can update that often.

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

Quick fact-recap

Gabe killed his gang leader's little brother and cousin, but that's not the worse part

Chapter 5-Bond Moments

-Gabe's PoV-

"I uh...I never meant to. I, I..." I was stumbling over my words trying to keep my voice from breaking as I openly let the tears fall.

"What?" Dal asked coldly, his turned to face me and his expression softened a little when he saw me trying to wipe away the tears.

"Vinny. He was...Dally I swear I didn't mean to. I swear I swear Dally," I said desperatly trying ton control my voice. He stayed firmly rooted in his spot on the step. He didn't come to comfort me. A whole part of me was thankful for that. "It was Vin. He was at the house. He was...we um...he just...okay, I uh I was coming home one night. And uh I didn't see him, he almost killed me. We um we were both fighting for the gun. And and..." I couldn't do it. I couldn't stand there and pretend it wasn't killing me inside. I couldn't look at Dallas and tell him I was fine with it. Because I wasn't.

Every single time I closed my eyes I could see it in my mind. I could hear her screams of pain. I could hear Vinny's sickening laughter. Everything seem to go in slow motion. I could feel the blood in my hands.

"WHAT?" Dally asked now getting annoyed.

"I killed her ok? It was my fault she's dead," I screamed between tears.

I heard a light switch flick on inside the house and I could hear someone moving in it. I didn't care.

"Killed who?" Dallas asked taken aback.

"Mom. Me and Vin were fighting for the stupid gun and she kept screaming for us to stop. And it just went off. It just went off. Went off. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Dallas I'm sorry," I said sinking to the ground crying.

Whether from pain or from sorrow I forgot. Each sob that racketed through my body was another burst of pain in my chest. My head was pounding and I couldn't feel my legs. There was a lump in my throat the size of a boulder. It was out there. Someone knew about mom. She wasn't the best mother in the world. She'd come home drunk, beat me to a pulp, screw guys even when I was home. But she was mom. I can still imagine her as the mother she once was. Kind and loving. Before everything went downhill. And she died that kind and loving mother.

I held her in my hands as she bled to death. I was the one who stayed with her. I was the one who heard her agonizing screams. I held her in my arms as she slowly died. That bullet was from MY gun. I saw my mother's tears drop down her face. Every single last one of them. I was the one who listened to each of her labored breathes. She went limp in MY hands. And it's all MY fault.

"What?" Dallas asked snapping me out of my own thoughts.

"I didn't mean too Dallas," I said quietly.

"LIAR!" He screamed making me jump a little.

"DALLAS WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" A man appeared at the front door pushing the screen door wide open demandingly. "It's 4:30 in the morning and some of us has work in the morning!"

"I'm going," I said pulling myself up.

Every single muscle in my body burned. My chest heaved as I tried to breathe normally.

"Going where? You don't know this place and you're not so good off kid," The man said in a voice that sounded like I had no choice.

The man was tall. He was muscular too. He looked older than my brother by a couple of years. His eyes were icy, but not like Dallas' they weren't hard to the point people would be afraid to look into his eyes.

"I'll figure something out," I said making my way to the stairs.

Before I could get there Dallas pushed me hard making me stumble and without that man standing there I probably would have fell too.

"Hell no you're not going out there," Dallas said catching me by surprise. "Last thing I need is a dead kid brother."

-Dally's PoV-

I didn't stick around the house. I stayed long enough for Gabe to fall asleep, in the guest bedroom of course, so he wouldn't know I was listening. And I snuck out the window and out the back. Last time I checked he was a light sleeper, I think he's even more alert now, and I don't want to get anywhere near him if he's paranoid about people sneaking around like I knew he would be.

I thought he would be different from me. Turns out we have a lot more in common than I thought. He was suppose to be the Winston that got out. The one who would see the world and come back and tell me how big it is. He's the kid I've been jealous of since the day he was born. He knew what he was going to do. He knew who he was going to be. I never thought he could lose that. I never thought anyone could lose that.

It wasn't childhood innocence that held onto that dream. It was determination. He was so stubborn, so determined that it would work out. No one could doubt him because of it. And now...and now's he just...he's just me.

By the time I got to the Curtis' the sun was already shining and the gang was already making enough noise for all of Tulsa to hear. I banged the door shut and everyone's head snapped up at me. Gabe was still thankfully asleep. Darry must have slipped him some pain medicine because I could see the bottle out on the lamp table.

"Hey Dal, where'd ya go?" Darry asked looking up from dropping an egg on Pony's plate.

"Guys I need to talk to you," I sighed pulling a chair next to the end of the table where Johnny was sitting.

I explained what was going on with Gabe. Who he was. What kind of trouble he was in. They needed to know. By the time I finished my story no one really eating their food. Pony was playing with it and Darry was just drinking his coffee.

"What do you want us to do Dally?" Johnny asked breaking the silence surprising us all.

Johnny was never the one to speak what was on everyone's mind. More ilke everyone will speak what's on his mind before anything else.

"Nothing," we all spun around to notice my brother wide awake leaning on the frame for support.

He never accepted help. He never wanted help. That was the trouble with him. Even when we were younger he was stubborn and always made us do things his way. That is until he was too far into it to climb out of the hole he had dug himself in and I would have to go help him.

I got up and forced him to sit down in the chair. Steve snickered but I shot him a death glare immideatly shutting him up. Boy that kid could get on my nerves sometime. He never knows when to shut up.

"We're going to help you. Like it or not," I said searching deep into my brothers eyes for some kind of sign that he agreed.

Instead he shook his head vigoursly and stubbornly answered, "No. You can't help me." He looked at each one of us also searching for answers like I had been minutes ago. "Listen, you can't get yourselves involve in this. It runs deeper than any of you guys know. Than you can imagine. I'll figure it out ok? Just don't get involved," He said.

I bet he would have continued except he doubled over in pain and I had to more or less push him back to the couch. When I returned I closed the door that was usually left open to the dinning room and stood at the head of the table.

"We're helping him." I said looking at each person who nodded in agreement.

Darry, Soda, and Johnny cleared the table while I went to get some paper out of Pony's many notebooks which he gave me a scolding look. That grease is too into his own little world. I wrote down everything I knew and everything we needed to find out before Saturday. Darry looked somewhat reluctant in having Pony and Soda involved in any of it, but I knew he wouldn't stop them because he knows how much family really meant. Afterall, I know he wouldn't stop at nothing if Soda or Pony every got hurt.

"Hey you guys this is like some kind of Bond movie isn't it?" Two-Bit asked after I planned everything out and everyone knew what they needed to do sending everyone laughing, getting rid of all the tension in the room.

A/N: You like? Ok well everyone's getting there. Hopefully you like this chapter. I kind of struggled. Then again I'm struggling with everything. It's going faster than I imagined it to be. And as of now I'm officially winging everything until the last couple of chapters. Yes you heard me correct I am now treading open water. So please feel free to help me figure out what Dallas got in store for the guys. And even importantly what Gabe got in store for Dally. Cuz you know this is a story that shows Dal for who he is in the inside...deep under all that hatred. So part where you review eh?