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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. School and such, you know the sob-story. Boo-hoo. Ok, ANYWAYS, here is your next long-awaited [I hope] chapter.

Also I do not own this quote. Loraliant Angelisa Snape does. Go read her fanfics. I command you.

Well, here 'tis:

As she lay there dozing next to me, one voice inside my head kept saying, "Relax... you are not the first doctor to sleep with one of his patients, " but another kept reminding me, "Howard, you are a veterinarian. "

Roger Matthews

I think that's very funny. See? I'm even laughing. Hahaha. :P

PRESENTING TO YOU: THE NEXT CHAPPIE!!! Dun dunna dunnnn! Wh-hoo. Go me.

Chapter 2

Where are you going, sisah?

Faye brushed her curly hair, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and went downstairs for breakfast, her bare feet padding on the wooden stairs. Her father was at the table already, reading a newspaper and munching from a box of donuts.

"Dad! You know how bad those things are for you. Stop." Faye reached out to swipe the box, but Mr. Bristol was faster.

He picked them up in the nick of time. "Hey, I've only had a couple so far, alright? Don't get your pants in a bunch, Faye." Faye glanced down at the half-empty donut box and rolled her eyes. A couple? Yeah, and she was queen of the Mafia.

"Okay, but just this once, alright, Dad? I don't want to see you in the hospital again."

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'm not going to go back there anytime soon." You could tell from the tone of Mr. Bristol's voice that he felt guilty about it, even though his visit to Botsford wasn't entirely his fault. Faye sighed.

"Whatever you say, Dad." Let's just hope, she added as an afterthought to herself.

Faye walked over to the coffee brewer and flicked the button on. Her mom would be wanting some, and soon most likely. As if on cue, her bedraggled mother descended the stairs groggily. "Hey…Mom." Faye's glance shifted to the floor. "I just turned on the coffee thing…so, yeah." She got nervous around her step-mother. She still didn't consider her her mother.

Mrs. Janet Lafayette-Bristol looked at her step-daughter. "Faye, could you go in the cupboard here and get me some coffee? Black, Maxwell House, preferably." Faye nodded. "Thanks, honey. I appreciate it."

Faye was on the tips of her toes reaching for the coffee can when her step-mom said this. She winced at the use of 'Honey'. Her hand made contact with the can and she brought it down, took out a measuring spoon, and carefully doled out the coffee into the maker. Rinsing off the measuring spoon and putting it back in the drawer, her little sister came down the stairs.

"What are you doing up, Haley? You know you're not supposed to be up 'til nine," Mrs. Bristol scolded.

"But Mommy, I'm hungry." Haley responded, giving her mother the old puppy-dog look.

Janet relented. "Alright, alright…let's get you some food." She smiled and picked Haley up, kissing her on the cheek. Haley giggled.

Faye sighed. As Janet's original birth-daughter, Haley was, what she felt, spoiled above all of her siblings. Cute, but spoiled nonetheless. Faye opened the fridge door and pulled out a bottle of apple juice and an energy bar from the pantry. Nibbling the bar and sipping juice, she stared at the wall, thinking of what life would be like at the delinquent center. For boys.

She shuddered, imagining what could happen to her. She didn't even want to think about it. Faye continued to stare off at the blank, pale yellow wall, daydreaming. She was startled out of her dreams when her father asked her something.

"Well, Faye…erhem…are you packed and ready? We need to leave in fifteen minutes. You should get dressed," Mr. Bristol said.

She crammed the rest of energy bar down her throat and chugged the bottle of juice. "Okay, I know. Hold on." She trudged up the stairs, down the silent hallway, and to her room. Her brothers were still fast asleep, snoring as loud as ever. She winced. When people told her she snored as loud as Kyle and Daniel, they didn't mean is as a compliment. Or exaggeration, for that matter.

She reached her room and stepped inside, walking to the closet. She threw the white-painted doors open, surveying the spread of clothes before her. Faye finally settled on an orange shirt that said 'Just Because No One Can Understand You, Doesn't Mean You're An Artist.' on it, and some black cargo pants. Looking herself over, she was comfortable with her casual state. It's a boys camp. I don't want to draw a lot of attention to myself in tight-fitting clothes. Don't want to get— she shuddered. Raped or something. She pulled on her sneakers and walked back downstairs.

"Ok…I'm ready." She said quietly.

Her father stood up from where he was sipping his coffee. He put the newspaper down and pushed in his chair, bending down slightly to finish reading an extraordinarily fascinating article on the science of cloning. "I'll go get your bag."

"No, it's okay, Dad. I got it."

"Really?" He asked. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Faye replied.

"Alright then, I'll go get the car started." He bent down by his wife and kissed her on top of the head. "Love you, honey." Next he walked to Haley and gave her a hug. "I'll see you when I get home, okay?" Haley nodded.

"I'll miss you, Daddy." Faye rolled her eyes. That's what she said EVERYDAY. Besides, when she cozied up with her favorite stuffed animal, Bo the Rhino, watching Rugrats, it sure didn't SEEM like she missed him.

Faye walked over to her step-mom. "Bye, J—MOM. Mom. I'll see you…later, I guess." She hugged her and gave Janet a quick peck.

"Alright, sweetie. Make sure you write often! I want to hear from you!" Yeah, sure, Faye thought. Oh well.

Next she walked over to Haley, holding her sweatshirt in her arms. "Bye, Haley. I love you." She gave Haley a tight bear hug and a peck on the cheek.

"Where are you going, sisah?" Faye felt the tears prickling in her eyes. Haley turned confusedly to her father. "Daddy, where is sisah going?"

Faye walked out of the door, not being able to bear the sadness anymore. She opened the car door and collapsed on the seat, sobbing. This was going to be harder than she thought.

Meanwhile, inside the house, her father enveloped Haley in a hug and scooped her up. "Where did sisah go?"

"Sisah went to the car. She's going away for awhile." Noticing the downcast frown on Haley's cherubic face, he reassured her. "Don't worry, she'll be back soon. She'll be back soon." I hope, he thought. "And now I must go, or else we'll be late to catch Faye's bus. Wouldn't want that now would we?" Mr. Bristol set Haley down and held her by the shoulders. "Now you be a good girl for Mommy, alright?" He looked her square in the eyes.

"Okay."

"Okay, then. See you at dinner!" Mr. Daniel Bristol grabbed his coat and walked out the door, locking it and shutting it firmly behind him.

It was then that Haley chose to ask the painful question:

"Mommy, when will sisah be back?"

"Soon, honey, soon." Mrs. Bristol ground out. It would be a long sixteen months.

Well? DUN DUN DUNNN. AND THE THOT PLICKENS!! Heh heh…thot…plickens…heh…

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