A/N- I was sitting at work today and I got this idea for a perfect story. Let me know what you think, let me know if you think I should continue or not. This takes place about a year after the movie and Jack is not dead, cause I can't write a story with out him.

Brooklyn had spent her whole life with abusive parents, But one night she had finally had it. She packed a small bag and left the only home she ever knew. She walked for days until a trucker picked her up. He was decent man who dropped her off in Detroit, by then she was exhausted and hadn't eaten in days. As Brooklyn looked around the streets of Detroit and noticed they were different rom the small town of Illinois she ran away from, they were scary. But being so tired and hungry the young girl collapsed into the snow next to a small grocery store.

"Does anybody in this house ever go food shopping?" Bobby Mercer yelled as he stared into an empty refridgerator. "La vida loca, go get us some food." Bobby yelled to his younger brother Angel's girlfriend.

"Fuck you, Bobby," Sophie yelled back at Bobby, "What did I say about calling me that?"

"Bobby, she ain't going out at this time of night, so if you want food get off your lazy ass and get some," Angel stuck up for his girlfriend.

"Fine," Bobby said giving in knowing that in was to late for a girl to go out to the store by herself. He put on his black leather jacket, then walked into the living room. He saw his younger brother Jack, sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hey fairy you want to the store with me?" Jack shrugged his shoulder and got off the couch. He put on his coat and both brothers left the house.

Bobby parked his beat up car in front of the small supermarket. "I'm gonna stay in the car." Jack stated after taking one look at the market. It was where there mother was killed and although it had been almost a year, he didn't really ever want to go in there again.

"Jackie I don't want go in there either, but I'm gonna, I don't want to drive to the other side of town just to get food. I t will be fine," Bobby took his gun out of the center consul, stuck it in his pants and handed Jack a gun also. Jack agreed to go in knowing his older brother would always look out for him.

Both boys went into the store and picked out the usual things, milk, eggs, cereal, a turkey, and some other items. The boys paid and headed out of the store. "Hey Jack do you hear that?" Bobby asked putting his hand on his gun as he heard a muffled cry around the corner. Bobby walked around the corner and into an alleyway with Jack following right behind. As they got closer to the noise they realized it was the cry of a young girl.

"Hey kid you ok?" Bobby asked slouching down. The girl looked up at the boys and gasped out of fear, but nodded her head to tell them she was fine. "Is there some where we can take you?" Bobby asked a little concerned. He had seen a lot of hoodlums in this neighborhood, but this girl looked different then the ones he had normally seen, she looked scared to death to be out on the Detroit streets.

"Why do you care?" the girl answered with an attitude, "You don't even know me and I sure as hell don't know you."

"Well than what's your name sweetheart?" Bobby asked.

"Brooklyn," the girl stated a little surprised by Bobby's niceness.

"Well I'm Bobby and this is my brother Jack, it's nice to meet you. Now can we give a ride, to your house or something?"

"No, but if I had one you could," Brooklyn told them.

"You can come home with us?" Jack offered and Bobby shot him a surprised look. Jack shrugged because he had surprised himself.

"What would I have to do sleep with both of you, cause I won't do that."

"Little brother I think it's time we get out of here, cause this girl is makin' some god damn stupid accusations bout us." Bobby turned to walk away and Jack had no choice but to follow his older brother.

When Brooklyn decided this may be her last chance to have a place to stay for the night it may be worth taking the risk to go with these stranger. "Wait I shouldn't of said that, I'm sorry."

Bobby and Jack turned around and smiled, "Works everytime," Bobby said low enough so only Jack could hear. "So you want to stay at our house for the night?" Bobby wasn't normally so nice to strangers, but this girl was different, he knew she had a story just like him, Jack, Angel, Jeremiah did. Bobby knew that his mom would do the same thing and at some point he needed to make his mother proud.

The ride home was silent, mostly because knew better than to question the young girl about her past, when she was ready she would tell them anything they would need to know. Bobby pulled into the driveway, parking next to Jeremiah's SUV. "I didn't know he was coming," Jack stated as they got out of the car. Brooklyn followed the boys into the house a little nervous about what she may be getting her self into.