Alvin blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice. Brittany was the first to pull back, with a sigh as she slumped on his bed. She also finally removed her hand from his lips, helping him to let out a breath Alvin wasn't even conscious of holding. They were silent. It wasn't an awkward silence although nor it wasn't comfortable either, there was something tense within the air. Finally Alvin said something, however to Brittany it sounded much more like a mumble. "What was that?" He asked, causing the female to narrow her brows at him.

"It was an indirect kiss, idiot." She stated, talking as though it was common knowledge. Actually, it probably was in Brittany's world.

"Okay..." Alvin frowned deeply as he stared at Brittany. Then the silence returned. This time it was quite an awkward silence, neither of them wanting to say anything yet knowing that probably anything they do say would end up making the situation they were currently in worse. Brittany stared at the floor, as though in deep thought, Alvin found himself wondering what she could have been possibly thinking about. Alvin then moved, scratching the side of his nose. The movement had brought Brittany from her thoughts as her head snapped up towards him, the sudden action caused Alvin to jump, the hair on the back of his neck suddenly stood on end as he felt goosebumps run up and down his arms, his body daring to shudder. "So... Mind telling me why that happened?"

Brittany was confused by his question as she pointed to her lips, a puzzled expression asking him if she was right. He nodded. There was a moment as her hand became limp and she seemed to gather her thoughts. "I don't know." She squeaked. Her voice was quite quiet, Alvin wasn't sure if he registered what she had said or not.

"You don't know." He askes, making it sound more like a statement then a question. She nodded faintly, again her eyes didn't look at him, seemly in deep thought. It was strange. Alvin was confused about what Brittany had to be thinking about although after some thought it make sense- she was just as confused as he was. Probably even more so, with her not being apart of the Red Caps. Soon Alvin's shoulders dropped. One could have mistaken it as relief of it wasn't for his dark eyes or his deep frown. If he had ever felt that he had gotten rid of one burden, ten more had appeared. He spoke again, "Brittany I'm going to go, okay?" Protest was dee in her eyes when she looked up at his face although he was already out of her reach. "I'm going to look for Simon." And with that he left Brittany on her own.

Simon stood holding the blue scarf within his palm. His face was expressionless as he felt his heart pounded in his chest. He clenched his fist, already he felt his hand warming up. His breathing quickened. Usually the blue wearing brother would be the one with the logic; the one who would have all the answers, the calm amf collected one. However if someone were to see him at that moment of time they would have never have thought that this Simon was the usual demeanour of the boy. No, they'd think be was a brash boy, one who got in trouble quite frequently. Unfortunately, as of now, perhaps he was? Was this what he was going to become? He knew that this kind of thing wasn't something he enjoyed, nor was it something he particularly wanted to participate in. But when you're left with no other choice, what are you supposed to do? Let your youngest brother get involved? You're father? Or anyone else you knew?

He sighed out all his frustration as he let his body relax and almost go numb. His arm flopped to the side. He was in so much mess. What had he been thinking? Oh yeah, that he really needed to punch his older brothers daylights out. He looked up, as though the ceiling would make everything better although running away from your father to find your own secret gang who were accused of shooting your brother? Well, lets just say, there was no answer for such a ridiculous thing. He narrowed his brows when he heard footsteps coming towards him. "Simone."

Simon didn't respond. Why should he? He looked over to the person, he relaxed slightly. "Yeah?"

"You heard about Alvin?" The girl asked, a scarf covering half her face. "About him being shot?"

Simon snorted. "Please," he turned towards the member. "I thought you'd be more concerned about Brittany."

The female tensed. "I am although," the girls voice drew quiet as a silent conversations played within their eyes.

"Don't worry about my brother-"

"What are you talking about- this is our problem now, they've both gotten involved in this stupid war," the girl's eyes flared with passion, although she turned silent as her passion quickly died down.

"I know, but for now we just have to be there for our siblings." The girl sighed although she nodded. "Yeah you're right."

Jeanette sighed as she walked into the house. How did her life become a mess? Seriously, things were so much easier when she was a child, when she had nothing to lose. She threw a bag from her shoulder onto the couch, sighing in relief as the pressure was finally gone from her shoulders. "Eleanor? Miss Miller?" The brunette called, only receiving silence as a reply. Of course she was home alone, she had work she really needed to get done and they were probably at the hospital with Brittany. Jeanette frowned deeply at the thought of her older sister. Would that be her one day? Fainting after being kidnapped? Or maybe she'd be like Alvin? Shot and lying in a hospital bed whilst her family rush to her side? Maybe. Although Jeanette doubt it. She was smarter than Brittany and wouldn't get into the situation where she would get shot. She had heard about Alvin and the Red Caps. She wondered if Dave knew? Od how long it had taken. Hell, it had been a whole day at least with Brittany's disappearance so he could have possibly have gone back then.

Why he did it, Jeanette hadn't known. A small part of her could see why Alvin would go back, it was just like him, although after what had happened last time? Why would he risk it? Why wouldn't he have stopped and thought what would happen to him when it did happen. But that was asking too much for the former leader. He wouldn't give it up. He was a dare devil. Jeanette walked upstairs, exhausted she was and she really didn't have the energy to walk to the hospital. As she walked passed Brittany's bedroom she stopped at Eleanor's, hearing shuffling. Jeanette opened the door to see her youngest sister sleeping soundly in her bed. Did that mean that she came home early from the hospital? Or did she even go at all? Jeanette shrugged it off but closed the door after her as quietly as she could. She could ask her little sister in the morning.

A/N: Oh my what's this? A chapter? No way, you're all dreaming! You must be! But hey guys, I know this chapters short however I have placed a few little bits in it which broadens the plot... What do you think will happen to Alvin? What's going to happen with Alvin? And where exactly have Jeanette and Eleanor been? Or even Miss Miller? Hopefully you'll find out in the upcoming chapters!