The next morning

"Who's in the guest room?" Michael asked.

"Kellie," Sonny said, "She's staying with us for awhile."

"Cool," Michael said, "But why?"

"I'm gonna go see her," Morgan said. He started to take off.

"Morgan," Sonny said. Morgan stopped. "Sit down. You too, Michael."

"Why is Kellie staying with us?" Michael asked.

"Kellie is your sister," Sonny said.

"How?" Michael asked.

"I knew Kellie's mom a long time ago," Sonny said, "Her parents sent her away before she could tell me about Kellie. And now Kellie needs help."

"Where's Kellie's mommy?" Morgan asked.

"With the angels," Sonny said.

"Can I see her now?" Morgan asked.

"She's had a long night. She's probably still asleep," Sonny said, "Just wait until she comes out."

"Let's wake her up," Morgan said.

"Hold on," Sonny said, "We need to discuss a few things. The man that hurt you and Kellie the other night, Morgan, hurt Kellie again last night. She's really sore okay. She needs her rest. And you can't sneak up on Kellie or jump at her even when she's not sore anymore."

"Why?" Michael asked.

"The guy that hurt her, hurt her really bad a long time ago," Sonny said, "She might not realize it's you and she might hurt you without meaning to because she's scared."

"You and Jason will make whatever's scaring her go away, right Dad?" Michael asked, "Then she won't be scared anymore."

"That's the plan," Sonny said, "It might be awhile before Kellie's not scared though."

"But the bad man won't be able to hurt her anymore," Michael said.

"Yeah, but he's been chasing her for a long time," Sonny said, "That kind of fear takes a long time to get over."

Meanwhile Morgan had snuck upstairs. He slowly opened the door to Kellie's room.

"Kellie," he whispered.

Kellie sat up too fast "Oww" Her hand was almost to her gun.

"Yay! You're awake," Morgan said. He jumped on the bed.

"Daddy says you're my sister," Morgan said, "Will you play with me?"

"Morgan, I have a really big owie and it hurts too much to play right now," Kellie said, trying to keep the gun out of Morgan's sight.

Morgan looked disappointed. "Could you get your dad for me?" Kellie said.

"You mean our dad, right?" Morgan asked. "He's your dad too, right?" He bounced on the bed.

"Morgan, get off the bed," Sonny said, "What did I say about disturbing your sister?"

"Not to," Morgan said, "I just wanted her to play."

"Kellie's too sore to play," Sonny said, "I bet she'd have breakfast with you. Michael, take your brother downstairs." Michael and Morgan left.

"Do you need anything?" Sonny asked.

"Pain pills," Kellie said, "And please don't volunteer me to do stuff with Michael and Morgan without asking me first."

"He wants to hang out with his new big sister," Sonny said, handing Kellie the pills.

"I'll be honest with you. I'm not sticking around beyond taking care of Ethan," Kellie said. "There's no point in me getting close to Michael and Morgan."

"It's just breakfast," Sonny said, "Besides you need to eat."

"I'm not hungry. I'll eat later," Kellie said, "If you insist, bring it up here."

"There's no reason you can't come down for breakfast," Sonny said, "I'll have one of the guards carry you down."

A look of fright passed over Kellie's face. "Do you want me shoot your guard?" Kellie said, "I wouldn't test that one if I were you."

"Give me your gun then," Sonny said.

"I'll beat the hell out of them instead," Kellie said, "With or with out a few busted ribs."

"You don't have to jump at every person who comes near you," Sonny said, "Especially here."

"It's kind of become a reflex over the years," Kellie said, "While we're on this subject, I'm either going to move out to the guest house or I want a lock on this door."

"The guest house is out of the question," Sonny said, "You don't need a lock, Ethan won't get in."

"I almost pulled a gun on Morgan when he came in here," Kellie said.

"But you didn't," Sonny said.

"He's little boy. He won't understand if I actually pull a gun. It'll terrorize him. The locks are more for your son's sake then mine."

"You don't actually sleep with the gun under your pillow?" Sonny asked.

"Yes," Kellie said.

"Keep the gun in the lockbox," Sonny said.

"Then I'll just hit him," Kellie said, "Which would you prefer, Sonny? The gun or the fist? Do you really want to take the chance that I might hurt Michael or Morgan? I sure as hell don't."

"Breakfast will be ready in 20 minutes," Sonny said, "I expect you to come down." He left.

"I'll get the lock myself," Kellie said, "Changing the subject won't fix anything."