Chapter 4 – Picture Revelation

I was surprised. The week went by quicker than expected. I hung out with Sean mostly. I didn't like his friends though. That, Anna or Amy chick –whatever the hell her name is- wouldn't leave Sean alone. Always putting her arm around him or laughing at his lame ass jokes. Then there was Jay. I'm not entirely sure what his story is, but he keeps trying to put off the 'bad boy' image that is getting really tired very quickly. And last, but certainly not the least, was Alex. I'm really getting sick and tired of her vampire jokes. And if I hear the term 'blood sucker' one more time, I'm seriously going to bash her head in with a hammer.

Now, don't misjudge me, I'm not a violent person. If at all possible, I try to avoid it. But there are just certain people who can push those buttons. And trust me, you won't like what you see.

I grabbed the box labeled 'Parker - Baby Stuff' and opened it. Hey, there's nothing wrong with taking a stroll down memory lane is there? I picked up the pictures of mom holding me when I was a toddler and smiled. She looked so content, so loved, and so happy. I missed her.

I sighed and blinked back my tears. I wasn't going to cry. Crying isn't an option for me. Crying only leads to sadness and then to depression. And being depressed only makes you want to… No. I wasn't going to cry.

I threw the pictures back into the box and quickly closed it. Enough of the emotional drama for the day.

"Parker! Sean's here!" Dad yelled from the living room.

"Be there in a sec!"

I got up and walked into the living room where Sean was leaning on the couch.

"Wow," I said, "You look exceptionally clean today."

"Yeah, well, I thought it was time for one of those –what do you call them nowadays- showers?"

I laughed. "Ok, Janeane."

Sean raised an eyebrow at me. "Janeane?"

"Janeane Garofalo."

He still looked at him confused.

"You mean to tell me, you've never heard of Janeane Garofalo?"

"Should I have?" He asked.

"Apparently not. Anyway, you're Canadian, so I'm going to let it slide just this once."

Sean raised his eyebrows and looked at me dumbfounded.

"Wait. What does--"

"Dad, we're going to be in my room unpacking," I interrupted.

Dad folded his newspaper and put it on the table. "Ok, but keep the door opened."

"Whatever," I mumbled.

I turned and walked to my bedroom with Sean on my heels.

"So, what's this about me being Canadian?" Sean said, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Are you trying to tell me that you're not?"

I sat Indian-style on the floor and began folding the clothes that were scattered everywhere.

"Well I am. I just don't see what that has to do with me not knowing who this Jackie person is."

"It's Janeane. Besides, everyone knows Canadians are deprived of real entertainment."

"Oh?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "It's not your fault though."

Sean laughed. "There are many things I could say about Americans, but I won't. I'm going to be the bigger man –er, Canadian- and show some sign of maturity by refusing to comment."

"Yeah, that, or you can keep lying to yourself. Denial is the first sign of insanity. Just face it, you didn't have a comeback."

"I did too have a comeback."

I stopped folding and looked up at him. "Well, then. What was it?"

"Well, everyone knows Americans are lazy."

I laughed at him before going back to folding.

"That's it? That was your comeback?"

"Not really. It just popped into my head."

"Color me surprised."

I was in the middle of folding my fifth shirt when I felt a wad of paper being flung at my head.

"Ow," I laughed, "What was that for you jerk?"

I grabbed the paper and threw it back it him, but missed and ended up hitting the wall behind him.

"Nice throw. Anyway, I came here to help you unpack. What do you need me to do?"

"Can you take that box to your left and give it to my dad. I have no idea where to put it."

"Which one? There are a thousand boxes over here."

I laughed and put the last folded shirt in my bottom drawer. "It's the one labeled Baby Stuff."

Sean's eyes went wide-eyed and he opened the box.

"Sean, what are you doing? You're supposed to give that to my dad. Those aren't toys."

"Oh, I disagree," he laughed pulling out a rattle and shaking it.

I laughed at him and his childish behavior. "You know, sometimes I really worry about your mental health Sean."

"You and my counselor both."

He pulled out the pictures and held one to me.

"Is this your mom?" He asked.

I held my breath before answering. "Yes," I said, nodding.

"She's really pretty."

"Thanks."

Noticing my uneasiness he put the pictures back into the box. I got up and walked over to yet another box title 'Books, Movies, CD's'. I groaned and got down on my knees.

"I hate moving," I mumbled to myself as I began to pull out the books.

"Whose Emma?" Sean asked.

I looked back at him.

"Who?"

"Emma," he held up a white notebook decorated with the name of Emma on it, "You have a baby book in here about her. Who is she?"

"I don't know," I got up from the floor and sat next to him on the bed, "Let me see it."

He handed the book to me and I began to flip through the pages.

Emma Nelson

Born: May 13, 1989

Parents: Shane McKay and Christine Nelson

"This chick has the same birthday as me."

"Maybe you're adopted," Sean said, jokingly.

"God, how I wish I was."

I flipped to the next page and found a picture of a woman holding an infant. The baby was very small and woman didn't look like a woman at all. She looked my age, maybe younger.

"Nice hair."

"Well, it was the 80's," I said, turning the page.

I gasped at what I saw.

"Hey, Parker, isn't that your dad?"

I nodded. "And my mom."

It was a picture of my mom and dad standing behind the girl holding the baby and smiling.

AN. I have no idea when Emma's birthday is. I completely pulled that one out of my ass. LOL. Anywho, REVIEW!

crashetburn - Well, Emma didn't completely control his life. There were things she tried to keep him from doing yeah, but only if it would hurt him or her. There are things I don't agree with that Emma does, but I think she only means to do good by it. I guess the whole Ellie/Sean thing just surprised them. They probably always expected Emma and Sean to get back together, even if they didn't like Emma. And when Sean hooked up with Ellie it was a complete shock. And yeah, I try to keep Sean how he is in the show, but more of me comes out in my writing than the actual character. It's a sickness. LOL.. Anywho, I really hope you actually like this story.

Thanks to everyone else for reviewing!

And a little heads up. The next chapter will be the last update (of this story atleast) for atleast a month. I'm not at home and this (and one more chapter) is all I have saved onto I have a couple more chapters saved at home, and I have no way of getting it to me. Sorry guys :(