It had been a full two weeks since Amanda was found by Bobby. She was better; a lot better. She was finally happy! Happy that she would never have to see her father again, and happy that she Bobby was willing to help her. She had met Angel and Jerry, both of them were funny. And it was time.. It was time for her to leave the hospital, finally.

Amanda smiled over to Bobby as she pulled herself from the bed and walked over to the wheelchair. She had learned to trust Bobby and the others. She felt safe with them, secure. She knew everything was going to change, and that it would all be for the best. Nothing could be worse than what she had already went through.

She was so happy that she was now a Mercer -- Amanda Mercer. It sounded just right to her, it sounded so perfect.

Bobby was pushing her down the corridor and she smiled up to him. "…Thank you." She said.

Bobby looked down to those beautiful blue eyes and nodded. "You're welcome."

Amanda looked back up to see Angel and Jerry at the end of the hallway, both of them holding bouquets of flowers. She blushed as they handed them to her. "Thank you.." She reached up and hugged them tightly.

Angel helped her into the car as Bobby and Jerry got into the car. She sat beside Angel and smiled. "…I can't wait to see what the house looks like."

Bobby looked at her from the rear-view mirror. "Don't mind the mess, Mandy." He said, pulling out of the hospital. "We are guys, ya know? We're messy."

"Hey! Speak for yourself." Jerry cocked a brow.

Amanda laughed and looked out from the window. She never thought she'd laugh again, or even smile. In the back of her mind she was afraid. What if something happen to them? What if her father came and stole her away from them, and then hurt her again? But those thoughts were tossed away when she looked over the three of them again. They'd never let that happen; they were her brothers now. Her protectors, knights in shining armor.

She let her head fall back to the soft cushioning of the car seat and closed her eyes, a huge smile racing up her cheeks. In a flash, they were there it seemed. She opened the car door and stood, leaning against the car. She hadn't been on her feet in a while, and she was still just a bit sore. She bit her lip and looked to the house. It was like a fairy tale. The house was beautiful and it looked like some of it was just rebuilt. She smiled to the three of them as they walked beside her.

Bobby grabbed her hand and smiled down to her. "Come on. I wanna show you inside."

She nodded and followed him inside slowly. Inside it seemed so cozy and loving. She could just feel it. She walked around, seeing pictures of Angel, Bobby, and Jerry when they were little.. Along with someone else. She looked at the picture carefully. "…Whose that?" She asked, pointing to the boy in the picture.

Jerry walked over to her and put an arm around her. "That's Jack. He died last year.."

She swallowed hard and tore her finger away from the picture. She wished she could have met him just once. She remembered Evelyn; she was so nice and she remembered Bobby from a hockey game a few years ago. She missed Evelyn probably as much as they did. She helped her in ways that no one ever could.

She stepped away from the pictures on the wall and continued to look through the house. Her eyes teared slightly.

Bobby walked over and hugged her. "What's wrong, baby?" He asked.

"Nothing.. I-I'm just.. I never thought anything like this would happen to me." She wiped the tears from her cheeks.

Bobby gave a hearty smile and held her tightly. "..Welcome home… Amanda Mercer."

"I think we need to celebrate." Jerry smiled, leaning against the doorway. "What do you say?" Angel nodded and looked to Bobby and Amanda.

"You choose, Amanda." Bobby said. "What do you wanna do?"

"I wanna stay here." She whispered, closing her eyes.