*Stefan's POV

We bring Jake over into Elena's room and sit him on her desk chair. We both take a seat on the bed and she puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I focused on that hand and tried to think of what to say. I didn't want to have Jake as broken as I was. There were two things keeping me together right now and they were both in a ten foot radius of me. I took a deep breath and looked straight into Jake's blue grey eyes.

"Little Man," I start my voice probably the weakest it's ever been, "There was an accident."

"Is someone hurt?" he asks sitting up straighter in the chair.

"Well not exactly, buddy," I say glancing at Elena who nods her head for me to continue. I grab her free hand before I start again. "Dad was hurt and he was hurt really bad so he um."

"Daddy left us?" he asks tears brimming his eyes.

"Yeah bud. He went to go join grandpa and grandma," I say watching as my words hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Does this mean you have to return me?" he asks as a couple tears run down his face. I let go of Elena's hand and pull him into my lap and hold him close.

"Baby Bro we're not letting anyone take you away," I say looking into Elena's chocolate brown eyes that are filled with unshed tears. I pull her into our hug and we stay like that for a good ten minutes.

*Damon's POV

I pace around the cell my hands running through my hair. What did I do? How'd I get this bad?

Sherriff Forbes walks in with our family lawyer and they stop in front of my cell. They're silent until Mr. Barnes clears his throat which gets me to stop pacing.

"Damon," he says switching his briefcase from his right to left hand. "Your father is dead."

What?! I didn't… I couldn't have… what?!

"Stefan made a deal with the judge," Sherriff Forbes says trying to comfort me. "You're going to rehab for two years, then house arrest in Chicago for a year."

"On top of that," my lawyer continues, "you were taken out of the will after your father got a call from Whitmore. Stefan has agreed that you can keep half of your trust."

"You're also not allowed near Katherine or the baby until you've been sober for five years," Sherriff Forbes adds, "but don't worry Stefan has agreed to take care of them."

Their words hit me. It's like a punch to the stomach with every syllable. My dad being dead and it being my fault is one thing but having my little brother control the rest of my life is another. I know I shouldn't argue with them so I just sit down on the metal chair and nod my head. But I will have some choice words with Stefan later. They turn to leave but Mr. Barnes hesitates and stops for a second.

"Oh and I've instructed Stefan not to see you until after a couple months of rehab," he says. "I'm sorry for your loss Damon."

*Katherine's POV

Stefan, Jake, and Elena came to pick me up from John and Isobell's. They weren't mad about the pregnancy like I expected they said they'd do everything to help me out but I know Stefan is going to go crazy in that big house with only Jake. Sure, he had Elena, but he needs someone there to cook and clean and get Jake on and off the bus which Elena can't cook and she's in school herself so I'm the best option.

"So, you can have the North Corridor," Stefan says as we carry some of my bags into the front door. There's not a speck from the fight scene anywhere. "It was Damon's but yeah…"

"That's fine," I say grabbing my bags and heading to the left where the North Corridor was.

"Actually Kat, why don't we get some food ready?" Elena suggests as she grabs the bags from my hands motioning to Jake with her head who is staring up at Stefan about to cry. I nod and we head to the kitchen.

"Are you staying tonight?" I ask as we heat up the food from earlier.

"I was going to," She says sitting on the stool. "I don't know how long his tough guy act is going to last and I don't want him to crack trying to keep it together."

"You know for someone you hate you're there for him an awful lot," I say tossing a piece of lettuce at her.

"If he's not himself I can't be mean to him," she says rolling her eyes at me.

"I think it's because you actually care about him," I say giving her a knowing smile, "He cares about you too."

"We're talking about the same guy who let my hamster go before show and tell and who purposely spilled grape juice on my white dress on picture day freshman year," she huffs out.

"Did he not go and get you a new hamster?" I ask, "Plus if I remember correctly he also gave you his letterman jacket to cover up the stain."

"Whatever," she says tossing a piece of lettuce at me.

*Jake's POV

We had carried Auntie Kat's fifty billion bags into Damon's room and Stefan took me over to the East Wing. I wasn't allowed over here unless I was with Stef, Daddy, or Damon, well now just Stefan I guess. We round the corner and head towards the back room, his room.

"Okay Little Man," Stef says getting down on one knee. "We're going to go in there and get Dad's favorite Whitmore Sweatshirt and guess what?"

"What?" I ask looking into his green eyes.

"You can keep it okay?" he answers and then returns to standing. I nod and he puts his hand on the door handle. I grab his free hand as he takes a deep breath and pushes the door open. Instantly we are hit with Daddy's scent. It was a mix of sunshine and wood. We walk straight to his closet and walk in.

"Wow… I didn't know Dad had this many clothes," I say looking at the rainbow of shirts hanging in the closet. Stefan chuckles and ruffles my hair. We walk to the back of the closet where the sweatshirts were folded and Stefan grabs the red-brown one from the top.

"Here you go, Little Man," he says I carefully take the shirt into my arms careful not to unfold it and I hug it close looking up at Stef as a couple tears come down my face. He wipes them away and pulls me into his arms and carries me out of the room. He closes the door behind us and we head to the kitchen.

A/N- Thanks for all the reviews :) Sorry this is short and not to the fun part of someone finding their feelings out. Don't worry it's coming up real soon Love y'all xoxox