A/N: Hi all!

I'm sure a lot of you most likely don't remember this story, I bet I've lost a lot of readers however I'm finally finally back with the fourth chapter!

I've been meaning to update for a long time, however life just has gotten away from me. I've been really busy; however I always finish what I start! I know this is short, it's to short for my liking however I want to post it. Things will get rolling, just setting it up a bit.

As always, any ideas or suggestions; feel free to leave them in a review or email me!

Thanks so much for reading, I appreciate it!

Please RR and tell me what you think!

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Chapter 4:

It was two days later that Lizzie was finally allowed to go home from the hospital. The young teen hadn't spoken to anyone, even when the police came to question her Lizzie had refused to talk.

"I've got your bags in the car," Jo says as Lizzie sits in a wheelchair, "Can you get in by yourself?"

Lizzie nods as with her father and doctor's help she slides in to the back seat of her parent's car. The young girl looks to her left, not seeing Matt. When both of her parent's are inside the car and Sam begins to pull the car out of the parking area Lizzie poses a question.

"Where's Matt?"

Jo's head sharply turns as the first actual words come out of her daughter's mouth, "Matt, Matt is at school."

The rest of the drive was silent as thirty minutes later the family pulls in to the driveway. With her dad's help Lizzie gets out of the car and heads towards the living room couch. As Lizzie sits down Sam hands her the remote.

"You want to watch some TV?"

Lizzie nods again as Sam sighs and walks in to the kitchen where his wife leans against the sink, her eyes gazing out the window.

"Lizzie's watching TV," Sam said.

"Sam," Jo whispers, "That's not our daughter in there. That's a young child that has had a baby and she won't tell us anything about it."

"I find it very strange that supposedly neither Gordo nor Mirranda knew she was pregnant," Sam comments as he sits down at the kitchen table.

"I know," Jo says as she joins her husband and sits across from him. Suddenly the couple hears the front door slam and see Matt walk in to the kitchen. The young boy has blood on his face as he uselessly uses his hand to stop the bleeding.

"Matt, my god what happened to you!"

The mother jumps up and rushes over towards her son, "What happened?"

"Don't worry," Matt replies to his mom's questions, "The other kid looks much worse."

"Matt," Sam sternly says, "What did you do?"

"Dad," Matt begins as Jo hands him some paper towels, "I kicked some kid's ass today…"

"We don't use that language in our house," Sam firmly says as Matt presses the towels to his face.

"He was calling Lizzie all these bad names," Matt mumbled.

Jo gives a sigh, "What kind of names Matt?"

"He was calling her the baby killer, saying how she's a slut and the kid deserved it," Matt said as Jo swallows hard and Sam exhales a breath of air.

"I was just trying to stick up for her," Matt says, "She's annoying and can be a bitch but she's still my sister."

"Watch your language," Jo remarks as Matt turns and goes in to the living room.

"Thanks Matt," Lizzie whispers as she stands up and begins to make a slow walk towards her room.

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