A/N: Another part finished, but I must admit I was having a little writers block on this part. Anyway thanks to jhhhhjfjk89, CaptnWolFox, Allie-Dee, Dezzire, Crizzy4RFR, and animefanatickid25 for awesome reviews! I'm glad you all like my story, and Yay I've gotten more reviews on this story than any of my others! Keep those reviews coming, and I'll think about what to write next :) As always enjoy.

Part 8: Inspiration

"Choose: A messy yet finely furnished room or a clean and mostly empty room," Ray asked one day as the foursome was sitting on the stairs.

"Hmmm, I'd have to say the messy room." Robbie laughed, "Because messy rooms are just more inviting."

"Unless you're Kim Carlisle!" Ray joked.

Robbie couldn't help but laugh, "You're right there."

"Or Mr. Strong over here," Ray offered.

"How would you know Ray?" Lily asked.

Ray motioned for them to get closer, and then whispered, "I've seen it."

"You've been to Travis' house?" Robbie asked in bewilderment.

"Yup," Ray bragged.

"No way," Lily was getting interested.

"Yes way," Ray smiled.

"What's it like?" Lily asked.

"It's a nice house, but…" Ray began.

"Ray," Travis warned.

"Lighten up, Swami, just cause you're a little uncomfortable discussing the pictures in your house and you have a bedroom with absolutely nothing to do in it is no reason to be over protective." Ray accused.

"What's this about a picture?" Lily asked.

"It's nothing," Travis assured them, but Ray couldn't keep quiet.

"It's a picture of a little girl, with long brownish hair and…" Ray said.

"Who's it a picture of, Travis?" Lily asked.

"Travis?" She asked again, but by the time they got tired of waiting for a response and looked up Travis was nowhere to be found.

"What was that all about?" Robbie asked.

"Dunno, guess he's just a little embarrassed over the fact that I caught him baby-sitting." Ray joked.

"So?" Lily asked.

"I dunno, he's been acting really weird…" Ray stated.

"He's always weird, Ray," Robbie offered.

"Yeah, but lately he's just gotten weirder," Ray shrugged. "I dunno why."

"It's probably nothing," Robbie assured him.

"Yeah, I guess so." Ray agreed.

"So tell us more about the house," Robbie prodded intently.

Ray started to talk, and described, in detail, every room of the Strong household he had seen while Robbie and supposedly Lily listened intently. But Lily wasn't listening, she was staring down the hallway nodding vacantly, watching, waiting for Travis to come back, but he didn't; and now she was worried about Travis. Suddenly Ray noticed his lack of audience as he told his tale, with a few exaggerations here and there, and found it harder to concentrate on his memory of the house.

"Lily?" He finally asked bringing her out of her trance.

"What Ray?" She asked.

"Have you heard a single thing I said?" He asked.

"Ummmm…no," She responded.

"What's wrong, Lily?" Robbie asked.

"Nothing," She smiled. "I'm just a little preoccupied,"

"With what?" Robbie asked.

"Well I've been thinking about a new song and…" Lily began.

"Oh," Robbie said.

"Hey, Lily, I won't mind if you go off and look for inspiration." Ray stated.

"Thanks guys," And with that she left, but she wasn't looking for inspiration.