A/N:Thanks for the reviews guys, don't worry, not all my stories will be sad :)
As the weeks wore on, things just got worse. Isadora quit her job so that she could help Quigley with the triplets and Sunny, and Duncan and Klaus helped out whenever they could, but Quigley was distant, he never smiled, or laughed anymore, he never told jokes like he used to, in fact, he hardly said anything at all. He packed up all of his old photos of Violet, and letters from her, and put them in her old inventing room, which he locked. Sometimes Isadora would stay the night at Quigley's house, and as her bedroom was next to Quigley's study, she could hear him all night, he went to bed at unearthly hours, staying up reading, drawing and studying maps.
Two years ago…"I still can't believe I'm married!"
"Me too!" Quigley smiled at his new wife.
"I love your smile Quigley."
"You made it happen Violet…"
One particular Wednesday mid-morning, Isadora, Klaus, and Duncan decided to head over to Quigley's house. They knocked on the door and got no answer. "Quigley!" Duncan called softly, and knocked again. They heard banging, then footsteps, and finally Quigley opened the door. He looked terrible. He was wearing the same clothes that he'd been wearing the day before, his hair was messy, and he had enormous bags under his eyes.
"Hey Quig." Isadora gave her brother a hug. "How are you feeling today?"
Quigley shrugged, and opened the door wide to let everyone in. They walked into the kitchen, and Isadora put some coffee on.
"Where're the triplets? Do they want to see their Uncle Klaus?" Said Klaus in a playful voice.
"No. They're asleep."
"Oh, ok."
There was an awkward silence.
"Hey Quig, where's that picture of you and Violet at your wedding? It used to be on the counter." It was a particular favorite of Klaus's
"I moved it."
"Where to?"
"The inventing room." Quigley couldn't even say her name, couldn't even say Violet's inventing room.
"I want to look at it." Klaus got up and walked down the hallway to Violet's old inventing room. He tried the door. It was locked. On the way back to the kitchen, Klaus noticed that Quigley had taken down all the photos off the walls too.
"Hey Quigley, Violet's inventing room is locked, and why did you take all of her photos off the walls too?"
"I don't want to talk about it Klaus."
"Do you miss her Quigley? Remember that time when she was pregnant, and we went for a picnic and she pushed you in the pond because—"
"Klaus! I don't want to talk about it."
Klaus started to get upset.
"What's the matter with you Quigley? Sure we're all sad, it's bad enough that Violet's gone without you tying to forget her! She wouldn't want you to be like this! Klaus was crying now, and ran out of the house. Isadora gave Duncan a 'do something!' look as she ran after Klaus.
Duncan was lost for words, that was, until Sunny walked into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes and yawning at the same time.
"Sunny, why aren't you at school?"
"Sunny looked at Duncan, bewildered."
"I—I don't know, I haven't been all week. I just woke up because I heard shouting."
"Are you supposed to be at school this week?"
"Umm…yes."
Duncan looked at Quigley.
"Quigley why isn't Sunny at school?"
Quigley shrugged.
"Quigley—I think it might be a good idea if Sunny came to live with us for a while, it seems you have too much on your hands at the moment."
"Ok"
Duncan helped Sunny gather her things, and they headed out the door. Duncan turned around to say:
"Sorry about Klaus, Quig, he's just upset, we all are. Call if you need anything, I think Isadora's coming over tomorrow. Well…Bye."
Duncan arrived home with Sunny, and filled Isadora in on what happened. Then Isadora told him that Klaus had locked himself in his room, and wouldn't come out.