A/N: hey. i am so sorry that i havent updated. i kno i say that a lot but i really am. i already have my next BMW fic posted. it's called Whisper. check it out if you like dramatic angst filled stories. well, here's the next chapter of Changes.

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disclaimer: i do not own BMW or any characters

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Back at Cory and Topanga's house it was complete silence. No one knew what to say or how to handle what was taking place. Suddenly, the front door opened and Shawn walked in with a look on his face no one has ever seen before. It looked like a combination of hurt, hate, confusion, love, and betrayal. It was hard to tell though.

"He's not ready to come back yet," he said. No one replied, but Angela stood and walked over to him, taking his hand in hers. He smiled slightly at her and she laid her head against his chest.

"Why is this happening?" Eric suddenly asked.

"I don't know buddy. I wish I could answer," Jack said. Eric stood from the couch and looked at everyone in the room.

"Everything's falling apart. Nothing is like it used to be. Why? What's happened to us?" he repeated with a desperate tone in his voice. Angela felt a lump rise in her throat as she noticed that Eric was right. Things have changed. Nothing was right anymore.

"You're right, Eric," she agreed. "But it's no one's fault. Things change. It happens."

"Well, it wasn't supposed to happen to us!" he snapped.

"Eric, don't do this," Shawn pleaded.

"Why? You realize it. I can tell by the look you had on your face when you came inside. Where's my brother? You said you'd bring him back. You didn't. You could always make Cory see the truth. You could always make him feel better and come back home. You can't anymore," Eric pointed out. Shawn knew it was true.

"Eric, this isn't his fault. It's no one's fault. Cory will be fine. Everything will be ok," Angela said, trying to convince herself along with the others.

"Well, it's not really looking like it right now, Angela," Shawn noted. Agela sighed, knowing he was right.

"Look, I think we've all had a tough night. Why don't we all just go home and see what things are like tomorrow," Jack suggested. Eric shook his head.

"It won't be any different. And what about Cory? And Topanga?" he exclaimed. Shawn shook his head.

"Eric, there's nothing more we can do. We tried. We jsut have to let them figure it out by themselves," he said.

"They can't! They never have been able to. Shawn, if no one does anything, nothing will ever be right again. Ever," Eric objected.

"I say we just go home and see what tomorrow brings," Jack repeated himself.

"I second that," Angela agreed. Shawn agreed with the other two and Eric saw he was outnumbered.

"Fine," he said, giving in, "we'll go home. See you all tomorrow." The three watched as Eric walked out the door without another word. Soon afterward, Jack left with Shawn and Angela right behind him. As these four people left the house they all shared one common thought. The question of if things will ever be normal again.

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A/N: sorry it's so short. i hope everyone liked this chapter. i'll post more soon. but not until i get some reviews. please RR!