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Emma looks like Ella Allan, Emery looks like Mia Allen, Elizabeth looks like Olivia Busby and Elena like Ava Busby

There are some new oneshots since I updated last. So I hope someone will find something they like and maybe do some reading.

-A new type of music- if only
-Nobody said it was easy (take me back to the start)- Everything, everything

Eric McGorrill

I really didn't get why I didn't get to walk first into the airport, but after the Marin's.

After all, I was the one who had almost died at the island.

I pouted slightly as we went from the plane. But just as we came inside and found the whole hall clapping their hands for us, and I saw my parents and all of my sisters right away I forgot what I'd been thinking about, dropped my things at the floor and ran up to them.

I, with my parents and my four younger sisters- split over two pairs of twins had a bigger family than anyone else, and when I finally hugged my mum tight not only my dad. But all of my sisters hugged me from all directions.

"Can I at least get some air?" I moaned after quite some time. "Please? You can all get a hug one after one but you're choking me…."

"I want to hold on forever" what mum said came as no surprise. "Please let me hold on forever."

I would have rolled my eyes, and if this had been a few weeks ago but right now I just didn't want to ever let go.

"What is this? I want a hug too and so do the girls." I didn't let go of my mum before he started whining. "It's nice to see you again son."

I couldn't remember a single time before when my dad had hugged me. Maybe he still had a couple of times when I was little or so but I couldn't remember. Now he embraced me and held me tight enough to break all of my ribs.

When he finally let go I looked straight down on my sisters- two ten year old's and two almost four-year-old's.

"You were always the only one that could tell these two…" He laid his hands on the two older twin's shoulders and then down on the youngest. "And these two apart. Now you're back we will finally be able to tell when they're trying to trick us."

So this was it, dad had hugged me like I was a child and now he was back to his usual ways. I guess it would only be a matter of time until we started fighting.

"Hubert, Rupert…" I chose the most terrible names I could think of and pointed to each of the girls. "Albert, Gilbert." Dad raised an eyebrow and gave me a weird look and I made it over again. "Emma, Emery, Elena and Lisa."

"I'm not Lisa anymore." The three-year-old said sternly as the youngest of five siblings could. "I'm Elizabeth."

Good thing I made my way home. Or I'd keep calling my youngest sister by her nickname forever.

"Sounds good." I really didn't want to go on with this, I just wanted to go home. "Can we go eat at McDonald's before we come home? I've never gone so long without eating at McDonald's in my whole life."

"Sounds like something you would think." Mum still hadn't let go of me but answered just the same. "Of course we can. We can eat at McDonald's every day of the rest of your life if that's what you want."

"YAY"

There were four different squeaky voices around me cheering over food at McDonald's.

"Here's your stuff."

I didn't even notice I'd dropped all my things until I heard Daley's voice and felt the bag being dropped right next to my feet.

"Ahem." I cleared my throat when I felt there would be no way of me holding the tears back. "Hrm…"

I kneeled and pretended to search for something in my bag, I only had the time to look down and then cover my face with one hand before I found myself breaking down completely.

"Eric…"

The first one to say anything was Li… Elizabeth. And where I sat on my knees she could wrap her arms around my neck, while I pushed my face into her soft, blue shirt and sobbed.

"Here…." I heard mum said something, I had closed my eyes and only heard and felt it when Elizabeth took a step back and mum embraced me. "It's okay baby. It's okay…"

If possible, I cried even worse when mum embraced me than when it was my sister.

"It's okay now. You're home. Your back home."

I couldn't even move for I didn't know how long. Could it have been a second? A minute? An hour or a whole day? I didn't even know. But at last I had to let go of my mum and leaned back against my heals instead of leaning against her.

"How much…" While mum seemed in loss of words I heard Emery's voice from next to me. "…How much of what you've been feeling lately is just letting go?"

"Oh my…" My voice still sounded broken and I wiped tears with my hands. "None of you could even imagine…" I sniveled again and took a deep, shaky breath. "I was always the comedian."

I said the last more to myself than to anyone else, and was quite surprised when my mum answered.

"You don't have to always be funny anymore darling." She said calmly. "You can just be, and after everything you've been through…. What do you say? Should we go home? And then we make dad go and buy food at McDonald's to bring with him home?"

"You care more for that food than for me finally meeting you?" Dad pouted jokingly. "No… I'm just kidding. Of course I can do that."

I gave another long, shaky sigh and then got back onto my feet, took Elizabeth on my hip and Elena by the hand.

"Will it be okay if I take a nap before dinner? I haven't slept in a bed for just as long as I have eaten at McDonald's."

Mum sighed and with a slight smile shook her head.

"Comedian, McDonald's, napping… some of these things just reminds me so incredibly much of your dad. That reminds me of how happy I am of you being back home where we get to see it. But we all know that you'd take a nap before dinner whatever we said about it… Now, let's go home."

We walked in silence to the car, I helped the younger twins into their car seats and I was happier than ever that I was back home for every single detail like this and being there for my sisters, like every single detail such as smelling my old teddy bear or even going to a regular toilet.

Then, as I got into the car myself, I suddenly remembered one thing.

"Did you know I'm allergic to shellfish?"

Random facts

I apologize to anyone who has a name ending with Bert. I actually like the name Gilbert- I promise! It's too cute.