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Like I said in the A/N to the cast list the page where I was doing edits for characters and everything have been taken down. Instead I have put up an Instagram account where I post pictures about fanfiction, updates about what stories I'm working on, pictures of characters and much more. And if you're interested in following it you can find it on "Linneagbfanfiction"

I'm sorry for not updating in a while. I have a tad too many stories going on right now and have been so bad with updating. Good news are, several of my stories are getting close to their endings. And them six are top priority for writing right now so I can finish then. And then when I have, I'll be able to concentrate and update the ones left more. The ones close to endings are the ones lifted below.

-How far I'll go
-The one where rawr means I love you in dinosaur
-Dancing in the rain
-Unpretty hurts
-The little girl
-Stranger defended

So those are ending and I'll have more time for the rest.

There, that's the end of the A/N's and to the chapter.

"I wondered if Jess and Jake will ever come back here." Floss questioned, hours after they had left. "Or if Jeremy hurting himself scared them away forever. One of us could get fostered today and you and Jeremy all ruined it Bailey."

"Okay, okay." Duke had stayed through all of his shift and a bit more when Mike had "disappeared and he was now trying to get Floss to calm down. For the billionth time this day. "Settle down now Floss. I'm sure that whatever happens this will end up right. Now, it was time for you to go to bed ages ago and…"

"MIKE'S HERE."

Floss had been looking out the window and now ran to the hallway with everybody else just as Mike with a big yawn came in to everybody meeting him with their questions. Some of them, like Floss running straight up to his feet, and others, like me stopping in the doorways as Mike tiredly looked around as questions hailed from all directions.

"Are Jess and Jake coming back?"

"Did they decide who to foster?"

"Are they going to foster one of us?

"Or did Jeremy scare them away?"

"How's Jeremy?"

"BE QUIET." Mike shouted at the top of his lungs at last. "I can't even answer one single question when you're all talking at once. Jeremy's fine. But his foot is broken in several places so he's going to need surgery. I'm going to stay with him so I only came here while Jess and Jake are still with him over there to get some stuff."

"Will they be coming back here?" It wasn't a surprise Floss stood for half of the questions asked. "So they can decide who to foster?"

"Calm down Floss." On the look on Mike's face I could tell Mike wasn't going to give Floss the answer she was longing for. "First of all, Floss, Minnie, Belle, Sofia and Harry. You lot should have been in bed ages ago. What are you doing up? And second. I only have to do some paperwork and then I'm going again. I'll stay with Jeremy at the hospital tonight and…"

"Will Jess and Jake come back? And foster and maybe adopt one of us?"

"Don't shout like that Floss. No and yes… They made a decision just an hour ago. They've decided to foster Jer…"

"THAT'S NOT FAIR." Floss shouted, she was dramatic as usual but I couldn't help to feel sorry for her. After all this place was full of children longing for forever-families. "When there comes foster parents here and we all could have a chance. Jeremy hurts himself and suddenly they're all over him. Because they only met him, of course. Couldn't they at least come here so they could meet the rest of us too?"

Mike looked over the group of children in the room. A couple of the kids, Yazzy, Kim and Belle had already disappeared hearing who was getting fostered this time. And Tee was walking away too, then Carmen, Trenton, Michael..

Meanwhile Floss stood with a heartbroken look on her face in the middle of the hallway. Before a slight little sparkle of hope lit up in her eyes just as Mike was trying to make his way past her and into the office.

"But what if they would want to foster more than one kid? If they got to meet all of us too then maybe we could ask them. Then I and Jeremy, maybe we could be like sister and brother. Maybe even like twins."

"Sorry Floss." I could hear the suppressed sigh in Mike's voice. "That's not the way it works." Floss got up, turned around and ran up the stairs and through the hallway stomping hard. "Now… Hey Kenny. You know, the best part about this job is seeing a kid and the parents so happy when they're starting to make a family… Seeing the other kids, that didn't get a family this time around is one of the worst parts." Sighing deep and tiredly Mike turned and got his bag to pack some things. I- as usual tired early from all of my energy constantly running on two people. Trod slowly and heavily up the stairs and through the hallway before I collapsed on my bed.

Jeremy had to stay at the hospital for the surgery for a couple of days. But like Mike had said, when he came out it was better for him to go straight to live with the McDonald's than at the dumping ground with stairs and with kids and people everywhere.

He didn't seem to mind that.

Bailey had packed Jeremy's bags and left them all in the hallway. It was obvious he loved finally having a room to his own again. And he couldn't wait to have it for real again.

It was also obvious how everybody, especially Floss were jealous that Jeremy had gotten to meet the McDonald's for real and there upon gotten fostered. But he, of course- like anybody else here was worth it and when he jumped on crutches into the hallway when he got back to get his things and then go live with Jess and Jake it was with a bright smile.

"Here is the last of your things." Bailey dropped Jeremy's backpack, the last of his bags on the floor. "And no, nobody else is sharing with me now."

"Nobody wants to share with you now. You're the worst roommate ever." Jeremy glanced over the things Bailey had put in the hallway. "Hey. That lamp wouldn't fit here. The table lamp, neither the sitting puff- those are both mine too. As well as the black bed and chest of drawers. And the painting. Those are all mine. Aren't they Mike?"

"I do believe they are." Mike said calmly and nodded towards the side for Bailey to go and get those things. "Duke, Trenton, Yazzy, Kim. Come and help me take the bed and the chest of drawers from his room and to my car. I will go after you guys in my car and take those. Don't worry Jeremy. If it wasn't for that we are more than full here you wouldn't get to take your bed with you."

Jeremy laughed. Understandably he looked happier than any of us had ever seen him before. And the look he gave Jess and Jake. As well as the ones they gave him while he, not being able to walk and carry at the same time stood and jokingly demanded people to carry things out to the car for him.

"That one goes there. And no, no. Harry, put the backpack in the back seat, on the floor so I can reach it. Mo, put that big bag in the back. And don't you even dare to think about keeping my things Bailey. Minnie, go upstairs, to our room. The table lamp and the painting on the wall are both mine. Carmen. Go with her, take the sitting puff… Bailey? Did you "forget" anything else of mine?"

Bailey only glared back on Jeremy, turned around and got up the stairs. Jeremy struggled to jump after him and we could all hear him continue and check himself their room to make sure he had brought everything.

"Come on now son." Mike told him once everything was packed for certain. "If you've forgotten anything we can bring it to you later. Now get lost. I can see you can't wait to. I'll come and follow you in my car with your bed and chest of drawers. Time to say goodbye to the others."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Bye Jeremy."

"It's not fair."

I knew Jeremy hated the life in a care home. Even though he didn't always show it. It showed more than ever as he was making his way through the hallway. With a big smile up towards his new parents. The smiles on all of their faces were undeniable. And so was Mike's watching them.

I only saw Mike in the corner of my eye though. Only watching Jeremy with Jess and Jake thoughts had started spinning in my head. It didn't get any better from going upstairs. A strange kind of silence filling the house once we heard the McDonald's and Mike's car leaving the driveway.

Strange kind of silence. It wasn't very silent at all. It all just sounded so weirdly.

"It's not fair." Floss was crying in her room. "It's not fair. If someone comes here then we should all be able to meet them." Her words went into sobs and I heard Tee trying to comfort her. "I always wanted a family too."

I couldn't help but frown all the way while I changed into a pyjamas and brushed my teeth. And what Floss had said to Tee just kept on playing on and on in my mind until I laid down on my bed and on my side and noticed Minnie was still awake.

"What do you think about living in a place like this?" I asked Minnie just as she pulled her covers up to her chin and hugged Lamby tight. "Is it alright? Too many people?"

"I don't mind it really. I quite like it, having people around me all the time. It's actually kind of like having a family. Although a big one. And we're not related by blood or genes… Goodnight."

Minnie turned her back against me as she turned in bed. Of course I felt happy she didn't mind it- she was my friend and roommate after all. And I did care for her. I also knew that I'd much rather live here than at Sunshine. And after what the rest of my life had been like I didn't want to go live anywhere else.

But then of course, that was me. Some of these kids had never known anything else than a life in care homes. And hearing Floss sobs, loud but muffled by the walls in between us broke my heart for her.

I rubbed my belly. Sometimes it just hit me that the date when little Boo would be born was nearing and that fast. Way too fast.

And of course, about 24/7 it was on my mind what I would do once that day came.

There were thousands of children in care in the UK only. And as soon as I tried falling asleep during the night that followed. Pictures flashed by on the insides of my eyelids. Pictures about kids getting sent from one care home to another. One foster home to another. Parents- real ones, foster or adoptive that didn't treat them right.

Kids that were in terrible, terrible homes. But no one had the chance to do anything about it until It was too late, very much too late.

There were just as many stories as there were children. Reasons onto why things weren't the way they were supposed to be. Then twice as many parents and even more stepparents. All the thousands upon thousands of people made my head spin.

All of a sudden I just felt like I couldn't sort anything out. Or know. Know anything at all.

That whole night I couldn't sleep. Over and over again I turned from one side to the other. And little Boo kicking and tumbling around in my belly didn't exactly make anything better while thoughts about what would happen to him once he was born span round and around in my head.

"Don't worry." When Minnie had gotten up in the morning I sat up, rubbed my belly and looked down. "I am never letting anything happen to you."

Not until I could hear the others get up for another school my eyes fell closed as I fell asleep. What felt like a second later I woke up to the whole house being silent and my body stiff from falling asleep sitting up.

"Well, there you are." Mike greeted me good morning when I made my way down the stairs into the kitchen. "It's almost noon. I went up to check on you a while after the other had gone to sleep. But you seemed so deep in sleep I didn't want to wake you up."

"I had some trouble falling asleep but I… I… ehrm. I was thinking about… you know, the baby. And… After watching Jeremy with the McDonald's yesterday I was thinking. Then seeing Floss so upset I was thinking. I… I'd say that I've come to a decision but honestly I haven't… But… I think I'd like to call up Matthew Dunn, and meet him and Ashley one more time. The Dunn's seemed really nice and… I'd like to at least get to know them a bit more. Even though… you know. I can't decide what I want to happen to Boo right away just like that but… I'd like to keep in touch with them at least for now."

Not until I said it out loud I heard what I was saying. Whatever would Ashley, Matthew and Patricia think if I met them more. Then suddenly decided that I didn't want them to be the parents of my little boy.

I know what I would think if I would have been them then. That I wouldn't want to let them be the parents because Ashley and Matthew were homosexuals. Although so wouldn't be the case of course.

"I just mean I'd like to get to know them a bit better at least. I don't exactly want to wait until I'm like eight and a half months pregnant. Still with no idea what to do two weeks later. Then just giving the best thing I've got to first best couple who happens to want to adopt a child."

Mike had frowned, now he smiled at me and hugged me from the side rubbing my arm in the same move.

"I know you Ken. And I hope that you know that whatever you think. Whatever you want to do. We're all right behind you. And if there is any way I, Duke, May-Li or anybody else can help you. Then you'll just have to ask. Okay?"

"Okay."

"And I know you ken. And I know you will hesitate about asking for help. But you don't have to. And then. I also know that you love your baby. And whatever happens I know that you will make sure that he is in the very best place that he ever could… And now… Have some breakfa…. Brunch first. And then call up Mr. Dunn."

I nodded, knowing what I would do my heart was beating hard in nervousity. And my hands shaking so much I could barely hold onto the butter knife making myself sandwiches with orange marmalade. Always that orange marmalade. Then dropped one of the sandwiches with the jam in my lap before I was finished and had to go and change my pants so I wouldn't have a big stain of orange jam on my clothes.

And then at last, while Mike was doing paper work on the computer I sat on the couch in the office and pressed the phone number reading "Matthew Dunn" in my contacts.

As the signals went by towards my ear my whole body was trembling. Probably, if someone had asked right then what my name was or how old I was I wouldn't have been able to think and answered.

Then, all of a sudden the phone clicked on the other line.

"Matt Dunn?"

"Hey, Matthew?" I paused nervously. "It's Kenny LaRusso. I'm… hoping that you remember me."

"Of course I remember you. How could I not?" I breathed out in relief. "What's on your mind?"

I was in loss of words for a minute and I could hear Matt only breathing on the other end. His breaths only sounded about as nervous as I felt.

"I- I, I mean I… You and Ashley. I was just thinking. I'd like to get to know you a bit better." Silence fell into my phone and something clenched in me when Matt didn't answer right away. He must be having as much trouble as I finding the words. But I had a feeling there was something else too. "Matt? Matthew?... Mr. Dunn? Are you still there?"

There was still no reply. And while I could hardly breathe I saw Mike frown towards me and then get up, sat down next took me and squeezed my hand in his.

"Kenny…" Matt responded at last. "I'm grateful… beyond words that you are considering us as potential parents of your baby. Or even just, wanting to get to know us more. But… sorry. But there's something I have to tell you. If I don't tell you now nothing will get easier for any of us. Because you will find out sooner or later and there is a problem that's turned up since I, Ashley and Tricia met you."

I could feel my stomach clench. When I finally had a clue about what I wanted and now…

"Ashley's left me."

Random fact

The idea of Ashley leaving… where it came from? Well, I first didn't want to use it at all haha. But after making the polyvores for the characters. Afterwards when I looked at them, on Matthews there were a few baby- things. On Ashley's there were only a few things of his own. Then the idea popped into my head and I couldn't let it go. And here it is.