A/N Hi there! This is my first Sisterhood Fan fiction, but I recently watched the movie, read lots of other Sisterhood Fanfics, and now I'm really in the mood of the Pants! So please and review, kindly please! Oh and this is set in America, but I'm not American, so there may be a few mistakes, if there are I'm sorry!

Summary: Carmen, Bridget, Tibby and Lena are now almost 20, its been four years since the Pants came to them. Now they have decided they no longer need them, and that its time for the Pants to help another Sisterhood in trouble.

Lena, Bee and I were travelling up to New York to see a showing of Tibby's newest documentary. It was the beginning of Summer, and we all had different plans. But this time we had decided that they wouldn't involve the Pants.

The Pants had come to us when we were almost 16 and were spending the Summer apart for the first time. They had helped us through love, loss, starting college, finding new friends, but most importantly they had helped us keep our old ones. Perhaps it wasn't the Pants at all, perhaps it was simply what they stood for, Our Sisterhood. But in some way they were definitely magic, they fitted us all. Tall Bridget with her soccer players body, Tibby who was pretty small, Lena who is quite skinny, and me, Carmen with my typical Porte Rican body. (Yep the butt and all.)

"Wow Tibs, that was really good, they must be teaching you stuff here!" Bee said laughing, as we came out of the screening.

"I'm sure my Mom hopes so," Tibby laughed, pushing her newly dyed black hair from her face.

"Where to now?" Lena said quietly.

"It's time isn't it?" Bee asked, and they all looked at me.

Technically I had bought the Pants, and so that made it sort of up to me. "Yup, it is. We don't need them any more, and they're beginning to not fit." It was true, they were a little short on Bee, a little hard to get on for me.

"It's time then, but where are we going to take them? We can't go round looking for someone," Lena laughed.

"No, we'll leave it up to the Pants, we'll drive home, and go through where ever we feel like it, we'll find the place," I said certainly. They looked a little sceptical, especially Tibby but they piled into the car. After we had picked up our stuff from Tibby's dorm-room we headed out into the night.

"Shouldn't we sleep, no where will be open now," Bee said,

"No, I think we have to do it now, before we change our minds."

The next day we were driving through a small town, around the same size of Bethesda, when we saw a small store. Samuel's Clothes, new and used fashions.

"It sounds like a car store!" Tibby said,

"This is the place isn't it?" I nodded, we parked up in the small car park, for the store and the surrounding ones. I pulled the Pants out of my bag and checked that the manifesto was folded neatly in the pocket. I passed them round, and each of us traced over the inscriptions written. Finally they came back to me. I folded them neatly and placed them on top of a bag full of old clothes from all of us.

"The Pants equal love, love your sisters, love yourself," I said quietly. Then we bundled out of the car and headed into the shop. The woman at the desk smiled as we came in,

"Hi, can I help you?" She said, tucking her brown hair behind her ears.

"Yes, we wanted to hand these in,"

"Oh, ok thanks," She reached for the bag, and placed it behind the counter, "Anything else I can do for you?"

"No, that was it," I smiled, and we all walked out. We sat in the car for a minute in silence.

"That's that then," Tibby said,

"The Sisterhood isn't over, we just don't need the Pants any more, but someone else might, this is probably how they came to us."

"I know, it's just the memories, some of them I'd like to..."

"We still have them, but its time for the Pants to move on," I said firmly, and then I began to pull out of the car park and to drive back home, where the summer was waiting to start.

Erin Samuel walked up the front to her Mom's shop. The summer had just started and she had said she would help out until she went to England to visit her cousins on her Dad's side.

"Hey honey!" Her Mom smiled from the counter, "We just got a new load, can you sort them for me and pop them in the washer? It was weird, their were four girls, a couple of years older than you, they were really teary at handing it over, strange,"

"Yeah, I wonder why?" Erin said, pulling her brown hair into a pony tail before lifting the bag into the back to be sorted.

A/N Well this was just a prologue, to get the story started, but what do you think? I've never read one like this, but there are probably loads, I just hope that what happens in my story can be original! Please review, also I would like to know what exactly do the Pants have written on them, and the rules. I would check myself, but unfortunately, I don't have the books, they are with my friend and she won't give them back! Grr, I shall get them soon though! Whoever tells me can have the next chapter dedicated to them! In order of who tells me, (1st chapter, 1st person, 2nd chapter, 2nd person etc.) anyway, just review ok? Thank you! Oh and if anyone has an idea for a better name, please tell me!