Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Four Brothers. I only own the characters that are not in the movie. This story is purely fictional. I hope you enjoy it. It takes place little before, mainly during and after the movie took place. Well enjoy!

A/N : Again thank you for the reviews, they are always wonderful. If you haven't caught on already, everything in this story is told by Elizabeth's point of view. Except when she is dreaming, or having a flash back. Then it is told in 3rd person. So if the entire section is italicized, then its a dream or flashback, all other forms are her thoughts at that moment in time. Just to clear things up :)

Chapter 3! Enjoy!

I don't remember much of the ride home from the hospital. I don't remember ever coming into Jeremiah's house, or going upstairs to their guest room. But I do remember the gun shots. The frightening scream that had awoken the entire house and had them rushing to my bed side. The fear in my brothers eyes as he placed his hands on my face to ask me what was wrong. I just shook my head…

"Nothing Jerry, just a bad dream…" It was enough for Jeremiah. Placing a kiss on my forehead he whispered goodnight to me and left the room.

I looked at the clock and sighed. My mothers funeral was in less then 24 hours, and I had to be there. Wasn't it already enough? I had to witness her death, and now her burial. Cursing myself I turned in my pillow.

You owe it to her I told myself, she truly cared, you can at least say goodbye.

If there was one thing I was looking forward to tomorrow…was him. I laid my head on the pillow, hoping my next set of dreams could be happy, and about the life I had once had.

She had been walking home from the super market alone. She knew that it was against her brothers wishes, but she felt now age ten she would be able to cross the street and walk 1 block to get some candy by herself. Perfectly content with herself and she waited at the sidewalk, then two men walked up slowly behind her.

"Well well look at this pretty little thing Marcus"

"She is indeed pretty Seth, hey little girl want some candy"

Elizabeth knew better then to respond. She may have been only ten years old, but she was taught well by her brothers. She ignored the men and walked across the street when walking sign on the crosswalk had said go. But the men still followed her. Walking with a bit more speed she knew she was almost home.

Just one block she told herself.

But it seemed that life wasn't going to let her off easy, one of the men grabbed her arm and stopped her from going anywhere.

"What's the rush sweetheart? We aren't going to hurt you" Marcus smiled, "We just want to talk to you."

Elizabeth was about to answer when a deep voice spoke for her from behind.

"You can talk to me…" Marcus and Seth looked up to see Bobby Mercer standing at the end of the sidewalk. Marcus immediately let go of Elizabeth's arm. She ran over to Bobby and stood behind his legs, holding him. Bobby put his hand on her back and looked up at the men. Marcus spoke first.

"We didn't do nothing Bobby, we was just talking fool!"

"Yeah, talking we swear"

Bobby took a step forward.

"That was your mistake…fool" He hissed the last word out, "Now if I ever catch you or your buddy" pointing to Seth, "Talking! To her again and I find out…watch your back, you wont even know what will hit you."

The two men nodded and ran off, Marcus pulling Seth after him.

Bobby knelt down and picked Elizabeth up in his arms, she put her face in his neck and wrapped her little legs around him, arms around his neck. She was to scared of let go.

"See why I don't want you alone?"

"Yes…I'm sorry Bobby" She said crying. Bobby ran his hand down her back rubbing her to make her feel better.

"Baby it's ok, it's over now Possum. Now…what kind of candy did you get me!" Bobby asked. Elizabeth smiled and pushed herself away from his neck to look in her bag, and pulled out a 3 musketeers bar. And waved it in front of him. Bobby stopped and set her down.

"Well look at that Possum! My favorite how did you know"

"Silly! You told me"

"I did! Ok…maybe I did, but don't call me silly!"

Elizabeth stuck her tongue out at Bobby, "I'm going to get you now Possum"

Elizabeth laughed and then ran to the house, Bobby chased after he and picked her up again and threw her in the air, Elizabeth laughing the entire time. Then walked up the porch and into the house, with Elizabeth still laughing in his arms.

He held my hand the entire funeral. I didn't know when he arrived, I didn't know when he stood next to me, I didn't even know when he took my hand into his. I didn't even have to look, I knew it was Bobby. All I knew was that now, since he was here…I felt safer then I had in a long time.

Jack stood on the other side of me. Crying, he always was the one brother not scared to admit he had feelings. He was open about it, not like Bobby. I searched around the crowd after the funeral had ended. Bobby gave tug on my hand.

"Angel isn't here Possum…" Still after all these years he called me that name. I wiped a tear away and went with Bobby. He wrapped one arm around my back and escorted me to his car. We were going to Jeremiah's, and if I knew Bobby, he wanted answers. He wanted them directly from me. The problem is, was I strong enough to tell Bobby the truth, more then that…was I strong enough to admit that it actually had happened, and this wasn't just a horrible nightmare. I hope I was…

Well Here is Chapter 3. Review?

I hope you have a sense of her and Bobby's relationship now. I'm a very Bobby centric person. So most of my stories will be about some relationship with him.

Expect more soon. I have a tooth ache and I will be up for quite a while trying to keep my mind off the pain. Soooo what better way then writing?