Hey all, really sorry I haven't updated for ages, what with school holidays everything has been so hectic! And I'm also real sorry for not reviewing all of your fantastic stories; I'm getting on to it right away!

Hope all of you like this less heavy chapter, and there will be more DRAMA in the next few chapters! Thanks heaps for the reviews last chapter all appreciated!

Also thanks to Nicole for reading this before I posted and giving me feedback!

Chapter Six

Unwanted faces from your past

It was the morning after: Thanksgiving day.

Anya managed to pry herself out of Jacks vice like grip and get changed into his leather jacket and her boxers, a lovely outfit she thought exiting his room.

"Anya!" Bec spotted her sneaking out across the landing, "you hoe, get over here!" she urged, pulling her in for a tight hug.

"So you and Jackie made up then?"

"How could you tell?"

Bec raised an eyebrow "you wearing his Jacket, with only a bra underneath I may add!"

"And the walls a paper thin my friend"

"Shut up!" Anya laughed, punching her in the shoulder.

"c'mon lets get some breakfast before the horde comes" Bec suggested, grabbing Anya's head and giving her a playfully nooggie as the duo clambered down the stairs.

"Let.. go of…me!" Anya huffed, finally sliding herself out of Bec's arm.

Bec disappeared into the fridge for a moment "so what tickles your fancy, hmmm?"

"What you got?"

"Well, to be honest, nada!"

"Zip?"

"Zero" Bec finished "c'mon we'll run to the supermarket and fetch some supplies"

Anya groaned, lolling about on the kitchen bench "its 8 am in the frickin morning, all I wanted was some coffee!"

"Well we ain't got no coffee, nymph, so go put a shirt on and maybe some descent pants and we'll be back before you know it!" Bec said, in a happy-go-lucky voice.

"Fine, I'll see you in the car ok?"

"Yeh but don't be long ok, no making out with the fairy upstairs"

"Fuck you!" Anya yelled, already half way up the stairs.

"Oh well ain't that charming!"

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The supermarket was no mans land, barely anyone was there, and those who were there weren't really there 'mentally'.

"It's too early and it's too cold, man!" Anya sulked, leaning heavily on the metal cart.

"Oh quit whining!" Bec retorted, not a morning person either. "Ok you'll be pleased to know your highness that we're done, I'm sure I've got the lot!"

"Hallelujah!" Anya yelled, throwing up her arms.

"Amen to that, sister!" Bec replied, catching the cart as it veered left.

The two girls continued to yabber ( hey that is a word, my friends, well in my world it is!)until they were stopped, by a very unwanted person standing at the end of the aisle.

"Holy shit" Anya hissed.

"James Soren" Bec answered "fuker."

"C'mon lets just go before he sees us!"

"Too late, nymph he's coming our way."

"Fudge packer!"

Bec grimaced "what was that?" "No, wait never mind, just let me talk, ok?"

"Yeh, if I talk I might bite him!"

The sickly sweet man, approached their cart a 'hey I know I'm hot' look plastered all over his face.

"Ahh, haven't seen these two beautiful faces around here in a while"

"James Soren, screwed up anyone else's life lately?" Bec asked politely.

Anya grinned, refusing to meet James's gaze instead finding the nutritional information on the back of a cookies packet far more interesting.

"If you'll excuse us, we're in a rush to get home, what with thanks giving and shit" Bec stated.

"Yeh, some of us still have a life" Anya from behind Bec gave a cold smile and sauntered past James, trailing the cart behind her.

"She was always one to hold grudges" James sighed.

"Yeh, we Mercer's are good at that"

James set his hand down on Bec's shoulder squeezing it tight.

"Ahh, jesus Christ James you're hurting me"

James sneered inching closer to her face "you better tell that bitch of yours that we have unfinished affairs to handle, and I ain't going no where until I get em!"

Bec stared back transfixed with hate. "Fuck you" she spat, tearing herself free.

James looked surprised with her strength but he quickly regained himself "So I'll probably see you later on in the day, some of my mates have offered a friendly hockey game to Bobby."

Bec cursed under her breath, at times her brother was so stupid "yeh, good bye James"

"Good bye Bec, and ah, sorry about your ma"

Bec felt her heart tug but she refused to show it "thanks" she walked off swinging her butt in an conscience effort to show him he could never have it.

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When the pair got home, the house was as quiet as the supermarket had been.

"Lazy asses" Bec said, pulling off her coat and hanging on her hook.

"Wana play some hockey?"

Anya grinned "An old Mercer family tradition"

"Yep!"

Bec bent down retrieving a puck and two sticks which had the names "Becky Baby' and 'Nymph' etched into them.

"Just like ol' times" Anya smiled, twirling the stick and reading the engravings "hey would ya look at this one 'Nymph 4 fairy 4eva 2001' Jesus four years ago, what was I?"

"fifteen, weren't you?" Bec answered "anyway stop wasting time and let's play!"

Bec and Anya both scored before the game had to be ended early by the breaking of a vase.

"Shit ma would've killed us if she knew!" Anya panted, a trickle of sweat stinging her eye.

"Oh c'mon you and I both know she hated that thing with a passion!"

"Yeh, wana cola?" Anya asked, jumping up.

"Naw make it a beer and then it's a yes!"

"It's just gone nine you alchie!"

"Oh so sue me, remember who's the older sister, aye!" Bec breathed deeply resting her head back on the couch.

"Heads!" Anya yelled as the bottle came sailing though the air.

"Jesus titty fucking Christ!" Bec hollered expertly catching the ice cold bottle in her left hand.

"You kiss your brothers with that potty mouth?" Anya asked, coming to sit down beside Bec.

"You serious where'd you think I got it from?"

"Yeh, I spose, well I'm going got a shower, make sure there's coffee in the pot!"

Bec saluted "I, I CAP'EM!"

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Anya found the door unlocked to the bathroom, not one for knocking she barged in.

"Holy, Hell!" Bobby cried, poking his head around the plastic shower curtain. "so you heard of knockin?"

Anya gave him a look "you live in a house with four people and one bathroom, you better get used to it, fella!"

"Shut up!"

"Hey!" "And don't go using all the hot water aye!"

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Jack opened one green eye, then when he found neither Anya nor his Jacket he opened the other, "Nymph" he smiled, stumbling out of bed and rushing for the bathroom.

"Jesus, gota pee, gota pee" he said to himself, doing a funny jig before he jumped into the bathroom.

He saw Anya's raven hair fly across her face as she turned to the new occupant in the bathroom.

"Aww, not you too, I already bagsed the shower after Bobby!" Anya moaned.

Jack only grinned, lacing his arms around her middle and kissing the length of her neck.

"don't worry only pissing!"

"So Anya you got a dick that you've been hiding?" Bobby gargled from behind the curtain.

"Fuck you Mercer!" she snorted, flushing the toilet and awaiting the scream that would fill their ears.

"Mother Fucker!" Bobby roared right on queue "low bloody blow!"

Jack stifled a laugh as he fronted himself towards the john "you guna pee in front of me?" Anya asked.

Jack who had already let rip, jerked his head "nothing you haven't seen already!"

"Pig!" she muttered shoving him forward.

"Hey, you made me miss the toilet!"

"Cry me a river!"

Bobby's hand came snaking out from behind the curtain "Anya hand me a towel!"

"Yes, Sir!" she shoved a towel into his hand and waited for him to hop out of the shower.

"Turn around, kay" she smiled, already stripping of her t-shirt and un-hooking her bra. Jack quick as a flash zipped up is pants and stood in Bobby's view.

Bobby smirked "You ass" he laughed, grabbing another towel to scrub away the water from his hair.

"Angel up yet, he owes me a game."

Anya turned around, everything from the collarbone up visible "Nope, wake his ass up!"

"Alright, well Jackie you beta be going seeing as your boyfriend might see this as infidelity!" Bobby cackled and slammed the door as he went.

"Fucker" Jack mumbled.

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Bobby threw his last record chip at Angel as he made his way towards Jack who was setting the table.

"So Jackie you come out of the closet yet?"

Jack sighed, setting down a handful of cutlery "don't you think it's about time for a new joke?"