Disclaimer: go to Chapter 2 this time.

A/N: I was kinda tearing up as I was writing this. It might just be girlness talking but it is a pretty sad chapter. Sorry it's so short.

Chapter 4 – What Did You Say?

The next day at Caytlinne's house, she was talking to her sister. "…And I really like Joey but…"

"His friend is a jerk, we've gone over that!" Anna said.

"I want to make up with Jesse," Caytlinne said, "But I'm not sure if he wants to make up with me."

Anna nodded.

"Joey looked so upset last night…"

"Just call Joey and tell him you want to apologize to Jeremy or whatever you said his name was."

Caytlinne picked up the phone and dialed. Stephanie picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hi, is Joey there?"

"Hold on a second," she heard Stephanie put the phone down. Joey picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hi, it's Caytlinne."

"Hi."

"I'm really sorry about last night."

"It's alright," he said, relieved that she hadn't decided to forget about him altogether.

Caytlinne wanted to tell him to tell Jesse but she was afraid how he'd react.

"So…"

Caytlinne felt kind of brave. "You want to come over tonight?"

"Sure," Joey said happily, "Where do you live?"

Caytlinne gave Joey the directions.

"I'll come by around six?" Joey asked.

"Yeah, that'd be great."

"Okay. Bye, Caytlinne."

"Call me Cayt," she said, hanging up. She flopped down on her couch and sighed. She thought of Joey. His hair, his eyes, his laugh…she suddenly felt herself getting warm and had to open the window for air.

Joey hung up the phone, thinking about that night. He couldn't wait to see her again. Her hair, her eyes…he sighed as Stephanie walked in the kitchen.

"Are you okay, Joey?"

Joey snapped back to reality. "Yeah, fine."

"Are you sure? Cause you look kind of like…" Stephanie thought back, "…like DJ when she came off that plane with Steve."

"I do?"

"That was Caytlinne on the phone, wasn't it?"

"So?"

Stephanie got a sly look on her face, "What's her hair like, Joey?"

"Beautiful…stunning…" he got a dreamy look in his eye, "Like an angel's…"

Stephanie squealed. "You love her!"

"I what?"

"You love Caytlinne!" Stephanie said, "It's so obvious! How could I not have seen that last night?"

"That's completely ridicules, Stephanie!"

Stephanie could tell he didn't feel that way. "I'm happy for you Joey," she said, "I almost lost hope for you."

Jesse was talking to Becky about the night before.

Becky laughed, "She really said 'turtle shell'?"

"It's not funny!" Jesse said.

"Jesse, you're becoming to obsessive with this hair!"

Jesse had heard that comment a lot in his life. "But did she really need to use bike helmet comparisons?"

"If our daughter's like this I don't know what I'll do!"

"Yeah," Jesse said, "I'd have to share my mousse."

Becky laughed and the two kissed. Alex walked in. "Talk about lovebirds!"

Becky and Jesse stopped kissing. "Alex…" they both said at once.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave."

Becky laughed. "So, have you thought of a name yet?"

"Not really," Jesse said, "But Danny liked the Pam idea."

"Then why don't we?"

"I don't know, it's just…" the phone rang, interrupting Jesse. Becky ran to get it.

Jesse thought of how beautiful his sister was. He knew his daughter would be the same way.

It was almost six, and Caytlinne was trying to neaten up the house before Joey got there. Jack and Anna went out to Bob's Diner that night so Caytlinne and Joey could have the house to themselves. She heard the phone ring.

"Hello?"
"Hi, it…it's Jack."

"Jack, you sound weird."

"We…we were in…in a car accident."

"Oh my God, are you alright?"

"I…but…Anna…"

"Anna what?" Caytlinne was shouting in the phone.

"Anna…"

"Jack!"

"She…she's…"

"She's what?"

"D…d…dead."

"Wh…what did you say?"

"She died, Cayt."

As Joey arrived at Caytlinne's house, he heard a loud crash. He rushed up to the door. Luckily it was unlocked.

Inside, the phone was on the floor by a shattered vase. He saw Caytlinne on the floor sobbing.

"Caytlinne, what's going on?" he asked nervously.

Caytlinne looked up. She ran into Joey's arms and instantly felt safe. She had been scared. What was only a minute felt like an hour.

"Joey! She's dead!"

"Who's dead?"

"Anna," Caytlinne began sobbing harder, "She's dead!" every time she thought of it she cried harder.

Joey felt tears in his own eyes. He remembered Jesse the day Pam died; how shook up he looked. It looked like his whole world was over. That was how Caytlinne looked as they let go of each other.

"Do you want me to leave?" Joey asked quietly. He wasn't sure what to say.

"No! Please, don't leave!" she shouted, running back into his arms.

Joey didn't understand why she said that. He thought they were just friends. He didn't think a friend would ask that of a friend. "Maybe she feels the same way," he thought as they sat down.

Caytlinne felt so warm next to Joey. "I love him so much!" she thought over and over again, "And it was Anna who showed me that." Caytlinne cried even harder.

"It's alright, it's alright," Joey said softly. He had comforted Stephanie the same way when Papouli died.

"How could He do this!" Caytlinne shouted, her tears wetting Joey's shoulder.

"Only He knows, Cayt."

"I hate Him!" she screamed, "I hate Him! I hate Him!"

Caytlinne became hysterical. She just couldn't understand why God had done this to her. Joey didn't know what to do anymore, but he wanted to kiss her so bad it almost hurt.

Jack came in to see Joey and Caytlinne, who was still shouting. "I'm guessing she took this pretty hard," Jack said. From the way his voice sounded Joey could tell he'd been crying.

"Yeah." Joey let Caytlinne go and stood up. As he began to walk out he put his hand on Jack's shoulder.

Stephanie was over her aunt and uncle's house. She was watching the twins while Jesse and Becky were at a small office party for Becky. At around seven, Joey knocked on the door. The boys were watching TV in the other room, Stephanie answered it.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Babysitting," she answered, letter Joey in. "How'd it go tonight."

"Her sister died."

"I'm guessing it didn't go to well?"

"Very good."

The two sat down on the couch. "Did she take it alright?" Stephanie asked.

"Not well at all."

"I feel so bad for her…"

"When I asked if I should leave she begged me to stay," Joey said, "Do you think that means anything?"

Stephanie thought. "I don't know."

The two sat in silence for a while. Stephanie talked again after about a minute or two. "Why are you here, anyway?"

"I just needed to talk to someone…and since Jesse lost his…"

Stephanie began to think of her mother. "I remember him that day," she said, "He was just so…"

"Yeah," Joey said, "I know what you mean."