A/N: Ok, sorry for not updating in forever and two days….but school is more important than updating (don't take that personally or anything, but that is just how I am )…thanx for reviewing, I truly appreciate the feedback

Disclaimer: Ok, I haven't been doing this every chap….but come on guys! Do you honestly think that I would be writing stuff on Fanfic if I actually owned SWAT??

warrior of the shadow

ranger webb

Donna Lynn

Lori513

Meghan

and don't think I forgot you…Serene's Magick (lub ya!)

--Chapter 5--

It had been almost five months since Megan had come to live with Jim and almost two months since they had heard anything from either parent.

Megan was on her last week of school before Spring Break, and it could not come soon enough.

This morning Megan was wearing her tight flare jeans that laced up the outer sides of her jeans. She was wearing a brown peasant's blouse with ¾ length sleeves that flared out and were trimmed with a brown lacey design. A/N: does that make sense? Her long black hair was tied back in a low ponytail with two tendrils framing her tender face.

After Pete got his driver's license, Megan stopped riding the bus since she always hated the stares she received from the jocks and cheerleaders. Pete would drive by and pick her up in the mornings, with big brother's approval of course.

Today was Monday, only three days left until she was free…well, free for 11 days at least.

Megan made her way to the lunch room after fourth period looking for Pete's curly locks when she bumped into Jason.

"Oh, hey Megan."

"Hey Jason. What's up?"

"Nothin, you?"

"Not much, well, I gotta go." she said, looking around his gorgeous face trying to find Pete.

"Hold on a sec., here, I want you to take one of these flyers."

"Why?" Megan asked as Jason thrust an orange flyer into her left hand.

"There is a spring break party this Friday night at the Campbell home. You know, you should check it out; it's going to be real fun."

"Gee, I don't know if I can. I might have other plans….sorry." She brushed past Jason and made her way over to Pete, who was patiently waiting at their favorite picnic table under the tree.

As she walked away, Jason said to her, "Well just think about it. You might actually enjoy it."

"What did he want?" Pete asked as Megan came up to him.

"Do you know anything about a party this Friday night at the Campbell home?" Megan was busy reading the flyer and was a little intrigued.

"Oh yeah, the Campbell boys are two seniors here and they always have a bash to kick start spring break. Do you want to go?"

Megan looked up at this point and looked at Pete. 'God, why did he have to be so gorgeous?' she thought to herself, gazing into his emerald green eyes. Shaking herself out of her trance and mentally slapping herself, she actually responded.

"Huh?" 'Smooth, Megan, real smooth'

"No, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the party on Friday."

"Yeah, sure, I would love to go, absolutely."

'Yeah, right, like Jim will actually let me go to the party. Oh well, I guess I will just worry about that later.' Megan thought to herself.

--Night of the party--

Megan made her way down the hallway dressed for the party. She was wearing her sparkly, tight-fitting, low-rising black pants with a matching top tied in the back by four ties that revealed her back almost entirely. The top cut off right above her belly button, revealing her midriff. Her hair was curled and piled trendily on top of her head with two tendrils in the front of her face and two framing the back of her neck.

When she walked down the hall and into the living room where Jim was sitting on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune, he about died when he saw her.

"Oh my God Megan! Just where exactly are you planning on going dressed like this?"

'Great,' thought Megan, 'Talk about adding a whopping side of self-conscience to my plate.'

Megan decided to play it cool. "What do you mean? You don't like it?"

"No, I don't like it; you are showing way too much…skin! Where the hell are you going anyway?"

"Well, if you must know, I am going to a party with some friends."

"…what?"

"You know, party, dance, teenage normalcy?"

"Just when exactly were you planning on telling me about this?"

"…well, apparently right now."

"Megan, I don't know about this…" At this point the doorbell rang and Megan opened the door and let Pete inside.

"Hello Mr. Street, Megan, wow, you look, absolutely, wow…" Pete ended his conglomerate of words with a smile and a blush.

"Thanks, Pete. So, Jim, can I go?" Megan annunciated the last three words very carefully and smothered them in impatience with a hint of sarcasm.

"Are you going with her?" Jim asked Pete.

"Uh, yes sir. I won't let her out of my sight. Scout's honor."

"Oh, alright…but be safe. Oh and Pete, Megan, no kissing, no hugging, no drugs, no drinking, no smoking…"

"Bye Jim!" Megan laughed as she pulled Pete out the front door.

"So, is he really a SWAT officer?"

"Yeah, why, did he scare you?"

"Uh, just a little…"

Megan got into the passenger seat of Pete's black Passat and they made their way to the Campbell home.

When they got to the house, they dispersed and mingled for a while with friends. The house was jam packed with teenagers; many of them doing things that, well, let's just say their parents probably don't know about it.

"Oohh, hey Megan. Looking good." Jason popped up behind Megan, startling her.

"Oh, hi Jason, having fun?"

"I am now…hey, do you wanna get out of here?" Jason decided to get a little 'fresh' now, and put his hand on Megan's petite hip.

Moving away from Jason's grip, she said, "No thanks."

"Come on, it'll be fun." He replaced his hand on her hip, this time putting his other on her other hip. He started feeling her up, but she again moved out of his greasy reach.

"I don't think so, oh, and don't touch me again, pervert."

Megan gave him a fake smile and made her way out the front door; suddenly she wasn't having such a good time.

She went outside in the front yard and paced back and forth, contemplating her situation. Megan finally decided that she wanted to go home and was making her way inside to get Pete, when Jason came out.

"Hey, Megan, wh-what's the hurry, doll? We were having a good time."

"Well, I wasn't having a good time, now leave me alone, Jason."

"Come on, girl, it's just a little fun." Jason came up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She tried to move away from his embrace, but he simply tightened his grip.

"Where are you going, doll?"

"Let me go, Jason!" Megan screamed as he rubbed his hand up and down her bare stomach.

"Please, stop it!" Megan yelled.

"Why?"

OOOF!! Jason grunted as he was knocked to the ground by Pete's poetic timing.

"Because she asked you too, asshole." Pete said as he bent over to help a fallen Megan to her feet. "Are you okay?" He asked her tenderly.

"Yeah, thanks Pete."

"You're welcome. Come on, let's get you home."

"Okay."

Pete wrapped his arm tenderly around Megan's trembling shoulders. They made their way to his car and drove away.

When they got back to Megan's home, they sat in silence for a moment. "Thanks." Megan finally broke the odd silence.

"You're welcome, Megan. Did, he didn't hurt you or anything, did he?"

"No, no. He didn't."

"Good, good."

"Well, I had better go, Pete."

"Yeah…good night, Megan."

"Good night, Pete."

Right as she opened the door to get out, he stopped her. "Megan, wait."

"What?"

He leaned in and kissed her tenderly on her cheek, then they just looked at each other for a second before Megan said, "Good night Pete."

"See you later."

"Bye."

Megan made her way up to the front door and knocked, waiting for Jim to answer the door.

"Megan?"

"Jim…" Megan ran into her big brother's embrace and started crying.

"Megan, what happened?"

Megan went and sat down on the couch followed by Jim who placed his arm around her. "Megan, tell me what happened, are you alright?"

"I'm fine Jim, this boy just got a little rough; that's all."

"Did he…"

"He didn't rape me Jim, he just was a little rough. Pete stopped him though, and then he took me straight home. Oh Jim, why did I even go to that stupid party; I didn't even have fun!"

"Megan, sometimes people just need to experience things for themselves. Are you sure he didn't hurt you?"

"I'm sure, Jim, I'm sure."

They just sat there in each other's embrace for a while, Jim soothing his weeping sister, Megan, feeling safe and secure in her big brother's embrace. Then the phone rang.

"Hello?" Jim answered.

"…Yes this is Jim Street…what? How did this happen? Yes, of course….absolutely….of course…no, thank-you….okay…good-bye."

Jim hung the receiver down softly and turned to face Megan, his eyes were filling with tears. "Jim, what's wrong?"

"Megan…something happened. Megan, mom is dead."

A/N: Ok, I am just letting you know that this is not my personal favorite, but I had to post something before you all thought I like died or something…oh, and I apologize for the party scene; I suck at writing 'those' scenes. I apologize. Also, I know it was kindof cliché with the whole 'rescue' scene, but I thought it was just ssoo sweet!! Hoped you liked this chapter…I am planning on posting again soon as I have three days left of Christmas Break…waahh!

Later

Peace

Brittanysr 