A/N: So, I got 2 reviews. You people are lazy! Shout outs go to my two reviewers, who's names escape me at the moment, but they rock my socks off!

And in your reviews for this chapter, please put who you think killed Kevin.

I can't believe he's gone" Heather Wandler said, staring at the picture in the newspaper of Jason. Her sister, Brittany, nodded. They turned their attention to their cousin, Erica, who was crying.

"I never told him I love him" She said, staring at a photograph on her cousins mantel. It was a picture of Erica and Jason at a Pressplay Concert with E.J. Baron and Candy Williams. Shane was in the background hitting Nate (who was out of view) with a crutch. Earlier that week, Shane had broken his leg. Heather and Brittany were standing to one side, smiling big. And best of all, no Corrine to ruin Jason and Erica's friendship.

Those were the days when Corrine was married to Erica, Heather and Brittany's cousin Steven. She had cheated on him with his best friend and done drugs, so Steven had divorced her and Corrine had run to Jason, sobbing.

Kevin had recently called off an engagement to Isabel Sarsa because he "just wasn't feeling it" as he had told Erica. A week after the engagement had been called off, he and Corrine had run off to Vegas and gotten married. and 9 months later, Corrie Gray had been born.

That had been 3 years ago when Jason was 23. Corrie was currently living with her grandparent and Blake because Corrine had disappeared right after Jason had died 3 days ago.

Shane came in the living room, looking like he'd been hit by a bus and then drowned. He sat down next to Erica and wrapped his arms around her. He did this often, because it made him feel better to have Erica, Heather, Brittany, Blake, or Corrie in his arms. Frankie never sat still, Heather blushed beet red, Brittany flipped him off and Corrie didn't like Shane much, so he was stuck with Erica.

Erica put her head on his shoulder. Heather cleared her throat. "We'd better go get dressed- the funeral is in an hour" she said, standing up.

Her sister followed suite and Erica and Shane stood up as one. Shane went upstairs to the room he had moved into after he and Nate had had a major blow out two days ago. Erica went to her room, telling Shane that if he needed anything to knock on her door first.

She went into her closet and picked an outfit. She chose a black, grey and white plaid skirt, a white shirt with a black vest, a black jacket, black boots with fringe, a black sequined hat, black gloves and a black bag.

When she left her closet, she groaned, realizing it was raining. "Well this is perfect" she said, sadly as she left the room. She went to Kevin's room and just walked in, when she heard his sobs. He was sitting on his bed in his boxers crying. Erica sat down next to him.

"It's okay. Come on, Jason would want us to be happy. That was his motto, remember? Be happy. That and Birdhouses Rule" she said, as he burried his head in her lap. She stroked his hair. "It's okay. He's with God now" she said.

Shane sat up suddenly "Get out, I need to get dressed"

"Geez Shay, bipolar much?"

"You have no idea"

The funeral was beautiful. Jason's casket sat at the front of the church and all of his family sat in chairs behind it. Erica had been placed inbetween Shane and Nate and had sobbed through the whole thing into Shane's shoulder.

Nate had glared the whole time. Now, sitting in the limo on the way home, Corrie turned to Nate "Uncle Nate, are you constalated? Cause my mommy frowns like that when she is"

Three year olds had an uncanny ability to lighten any mood.

The whole time it rained, adding to the grimness of the affair. Denise Gray was raving about how Corrine didn't both showing up to her husband's funeral. And Blake was agreeing "She was never meant for him" Blake announced.

The 14 year old boy nodded as his 21 and 24 year old brothers stared at him. "And who would you think was?" Shane said, sounding congested.

"Well, I'd say Erica is" Blake said "Because he really loved her and she loved him0 but neither one told the other. And now it's too late"

Nate smacked Blake upside the head "Who are you sometimes? I mean, seriously?"

"Well, I'm Blake Peter Gray, the youngest of 4- now 3"

Erica grinned. She loved Blake because he was so, not conformed to what his brothers were like. Blake would go out in the rain in his boxers, surrounded by paparazzi and fan girls and not care. He was just so Blake.

"Blakie, you realize that even though Jason is gone, you are still his little brother right?" Denise asked.

"Yeah, I guess so. And I'm not 8 anymore" Blake said

"Good. and you'll always be Blakie to me" Denise said.

A/N: So who killed Kevin? Eh? Eh? Eh? Do you want a tootsie pop? do ya punk? do ya? do ya? My tootsie pop! and Nicole, just pm me already.

Also, what would people say to an Erica/Shane romance? It won't last because Erica will end up with someone eventually and Shane will end up with Heather, but what would people say if they fell in love briefly? and Erica's some one will be very- shocking (hint: look at the title of the story)