Angel: YOU'RE BACK! (huggles) No more cliffies!

Me: I'll try but I can't make any promises.

Mimi: Yay! (claps)

Me: Okay here's your popcorn sit back and chillax

Roger and Ryan ran upstairs to the loft. When they got there they saw the entire loft torn up, glass everywhere, windows broken and furniture tipped over. Mark was on the roof at the edge.

"Mark come on this isn't the way to deal with this." Collins said

Roger heard the ruckus upstairs and ran upstairs. Mark was on the roof obviously drunk and crying. "Why am I even here anymore? I have nothing else to lose! I lost my wife, my son and now my home!"

"How long has he been this way?" he whispered over to Maureen.

"About a half hour since Ryan left."

Ryan ran up to the roof to see his father at the end of his rope. He ran up to the edge. "Dad, listen…I'm sorry I didn't listen to you before. I shouldn't have ran out on you like that but I was just upset, I realized I was wrong thanks to Uncle Roger here setting me straight. It had to be hard to raise me by yourself. To tell me the truth about Mom may have been too much for you. I understand now! Dad please don't jump, I already lost my mom, I can't lose my dad too" he said with tears rolling down his face.

Roger slowly walked up to them both. "He's right Mark, you two need to talk this out some more. Don't throw it all away now, he needs you."

Mark looked down at the ground and back at his son and best friend. He reached for their hands and…

Meanwhile, back in Ria's room, Ria, Rachel and Kyle were sitting there trying to figure this out.

"Well what are we going to do with her?" Kyle asked.

"Well she IS the heir to the whole Grey fortune." Ria said with a smile.

"Ria are you implying that….?"

"Come on dude she's gotta be worth something!"

"Ria that's illegal!"

"Actually that's not a bad idea" Rachel added. "If we call my parents and say that I've been kidnapped, they've gotta pay up!"

"And we could use the money to stay here!" Kyle chirped

"Or we don't ask for money but demand to stay here!" Ria exclaimed.

Just then, Joanne came in. "Kyle go get Jason beacu…what is going on here?" she said with a look of shock on her face.

Back on the roof Mark grabbed his son's and best friends hands and pulled himself up from the edge. Ryan pulled his dad into a hug. "I'm sorry dad" he said sobbing on his shoulder.

"It's okay buddy, it's okay just calm down."

Roger interrupted. "Come on let's go back downstairs"

They all walked back down to the loft. When they got there they saw Joanne with her son by the shirt in one hand and Ria in another with a look of complete rage on her face.

"Okay Ria Angel Davis, tell your father what you just told me."

After Ria told everyone her idea to keep Rachel here for ransom, they looked at her in shock.

"WHAT THE?"

"Do you know what kind of trouble we could get into?"

"Do you WANT us to go to jail?"

Just then Rachel spoke up. "Actually I wouldn't mind if I could stay here for a few days. I ran away from home after what my dad did you guys. What he's doing is wrong and I won't stand for it! Maybe if he finds out I'm here, he may change his mind. Kyle told me about your fight to save the building. I can help if you want."

After she was done the room was completely silent. What ever resentful feelings felt towards this poor girl were quickly washed away as she hung her head down.

Everyone was silent for a while until Mark spoke up. "She's right, this could help us out a little bit. If the benevolent god sees his precious daughter on the side of the poor artists, he may just cave in. We could save our homes and our lives!"

"Okay dad that just sounded like a cheesy Christmas special speech. What next do we save Santa from the aliens?" Ryan said with a laugh.

The rest of the boho family laughed but soon stopped after another one of Collins coughing fits started up. But this one was the worst yet. Collins fell to the floor hacking up blood and started to pass out.

Jason ran up to his dad and fell to the floor beside him. "Dad? Dad? Are you with us? Guys someone call 911!"

Jason and Roger pulled Collins up to the couch and laid him out there as Mark ran to the phone.

Angel: YOU PROMISED no more cliffies!

Me: I know, I'm mean like that.

Mimi: Well at least Mark's okay.

Me: Don't worry Angel baby, you get to be in the next chappie and you sing a duo with Collins.

Angel: Really? WHEEEEEE!

Mimi: OMG You soooo have to lemme do your hair!

Me: Well get ready because this will be the turning point of it all!

Mimi: Uhh we're outta cookies but we have fruit punch! R&R!