Hey everyone…just got my internet restricted at work, so I was kinda worried how I was going to post….but, I love my awesome, beautiful and retired mom who agreed to post for me! So, thanks again mom!! I'm sure my readers will give you some love in their reviews!! Hope you like this one. I decided to bring in Luke's brothers like they did on the show, but I'm changing them up a bit.

Chapter VI: Another One Bites the Dust

Caitlyn knew she was in for it. Looking over at Eric and Brad Ward, she was at least relieved that she was not alone. It had been a long few hours after Marissa had left for the airport. Caitlyn hadn't really decided what to feel about her sister's departure. In a way, she was ready to be the sole focus of her mom's attention. For so long, it had seemed like she was the invisible daughter while Marissa had gotten all the interest. Now, she was getting everything she had always thought that she had wanted….all the spotlight was on her now. But, maybe that wasn't turning out to be such a good thing.

She could hear the faint clicking of the designer heels and the smell of her mother's favorite perfume before Julie entered into her sight. Bracing herself for what she could only imagine was going to be a huge spectacle, Caitlyn was surprised when she saw Dr. Roberts trailing her mom with a concerned and disappointed face. As soon as she locked eyes with him, he turned away, not wanting to get involved any more than he had to. She saw Julie talking quietly to the guard as he motioned toward her. Ducking quickly, Caitlyn turned her head around just in time to avoid her mother's penetrating glare

"Alright…Ms. Cooper, it looks like you are free to go," the guard said as he opened the small fenced cell. The accommodations in the Newport Juvenile facility were not prototypical Newport style, as Caitlyn had thought they must be, instead consisting of a small twin bed and a generic-looking nightstand.

As Caitlyn swiftly removed herself from her uncomfortable surroundings, she smirked towards Eric and Brad, happy that at least her mother hadn't decided to let her sleep it off overnight in jail. After their dad had left for Portland, the twins' mother had turned very bitter and unyielding. 'Guess that's what finding out your husband of 20 years is gay can do that to you,' she thought.

"Caitlyn," Julie called, icily motioning to her younger daughter to hurry up. The last thing she had wanted on this already difficult night was to deal with this. "Hurry up, we'll talk about this more when we get home," she sniped, grabbing Caitlyn's arm firmly guiding her out of the station. She nodded a thank you to the guard behind the glass, who smiled back timidly. 'Even the police are scared of her,' Caitlyn thought.

On the ride home, the car was eerily quiet. Too quiet for Caitlyn. She wished that there was some noise, even bad Muzak would have been better than this. Caitlyn knew that her mother would have not waited to tear into her on the ride home had Dr. Roberts not been there. Silently, she cursed Eric for ever suggesting that below the pier was a safe place to smoke. Of course, it was she who had been too wrapped up to notice that there was a cop looking right at her. But, she couldn't help it.

Flashback

Eric was having trouble rolling the joint. Frustrated, he threw his hands up in the air.

"Here….you wanted it…you get it to roll! I GIVE UP!" he said, exasperated at the task. Quickly, he handed the joint over to Caitlyn. Without missing a beat, she licked the side where it had been previously ripped and rolled it into a perfectly smooth spliff. Smirking with pride, she motioned for the lighter.

"What would you two do without me? Oh, wait…I know. You would keep thinking your dirt weed was the shit, and be totally oblivious to all the possibilities your mom's hidden stash can buy," she said as she lit the joint. Taking a long, relaxing drag, Caitlyn scooted further under the pier, she made sure it was fully lit before taking another puff.

"Hey, Bogart…..quit babysitting!" Brad said, motioning for her to pass the joint.

Caitlyn looked at him hastily, and said, "Wait you turn…don't you know it's puff-puff-pass?"

Brad looked at Eric to confirm that that was the case before shrugging his head in defeat. Caitlyn had just passed it when out of the corner of her eye she saw someone coming down the stairs. She squinted to get a better look, but her instinct already knew whom he was. Several others around his age followed him down to the sand, but her eyes could only focus on him.

"Hey….kids…didn't you parents teach you that drugs are for losers?" he spat out sarcastically as grabbed the joint from Brad's hand and put it up to his lips. He took a long, slow drag from the joint as he examined the group. His eyes stopped on Caitlyn, sparkling with a hint of recognition and intrigue. Holding his gaze, she could feel her face start to flush with nervousness. If that was how he looked at her sister, then she totally understood what she saw in him.

"Volchek….right?" she asked, but she already knew the answer.

Eric and Brad looked over at her in surprise and confusion, wondering how she knew this older guy. Volchek smiled slyly as he handed her the joint back. Wanting to impress him, she took as large of a breath as she could and exhaled the smoke in rings. Volchek raised his eyebrow with interest as his friends quietly lingered in the background, still engrossed in their previous conversation. How did she know who he was? There was something so familiar about her, yet he didn't remember meeting her. She kinda looked a little like….no, no way. He had to stop thinking about her. She was gone, and she hated him. He shook those thoughts out of his head and tried to find out how this mysterious girl knew him.

"And, you are?" he questioned. He motioned for the two of them to walk away from the group to somewhere more private. Looking over at the twins, she could tell that they were both intimidated by Volchek and didn't want her to go with him. They were urging her to stay by widening their eyes and swiftly shaking their heads. She could swear she saw a tinge of jealousy in Eric's eyes, but she quickly dismissed it and continued walking with Volchek. She handed the joint back to him and decided to go for it.

"Caitlyn…Caitlyn Cooper…"

Volchek's jaw dropped slightly as the realization of who she was hit him. So, she was Marissa's sister. Undoubtedly, she very much resembled her, with her long legs and perfect body. But, she was not as polished as Marissa had always seemed. She was definantly the rebellious one, not even needing someone to supply her with her stash. For a moment, he got so caught up in comparing them both physically and mentally that he didn't realize that he had been staring at her. Caitlyn cleared her throat in discomfort, secretly knowing that he was internally trying to decide whether or not he should go for it. Not wanting to give him a chance to back out, she forwardly took a step towards him and tugged slightly on the bottom of his shirt.

"Trying to decide which sister is more your type?"

Volchek couldn't help but nod, somewhat embarrassed that she had caught him sizing her up. They stopped near the end of beach and continued talking.

"Well, I think I can answer that question for you," she purred, as she leaned in closer to him. Her breath was hot on his cheek, and he thought he smelt the same shampoo that Marissa had always used. He inhaled a deep drag from the joint still in his mouth. Without further thought, he grabbed her forcefully by the back of her neck and pushed her lips onto his. Then, he blew the smoke into her mouth. She choked a little, not expecting him to do that, but she recovered quickly and blew it back into his mouth. Smiling, he pulled away and blew the smoke out. Both of them were so engrossed with the moment that they failed to notice that they were no longer alone.

"Well, what do we have here?"

The two pulled away from each other as Volchek quickly discarded the joint, realizing that they had been caught. As Volchek tried to nonchalantly put it out on the sand with his foot, the police officer eyed them both down, trying to decide which one he was going to arrest. Once he recognized one of them, the decision was made.

"Well, if it isn't my old pal Volchek….wish I could say that I was surprised to see you here, but I'm not. So, looks like we got you for possession with possible intent to sell….and,"

He looked at the young girl next to Volchek. She looked so young. It made his blood boil that Volchek would take advantage of a teenage girl like that. Remembering that his daughter was probably around the same age, he made a mental note to himself to have a talk with her about guys like him.

"and, fraternizing with a minor. I must have done something good to deserve this jackpot," he finished, pulling out his walkie-talkie to call for backup.

Caitlyn had stayed frozen the entire time, conflicted between wanting to appear cool and calm in front of this hot, older guy and terrified that she might get in trouble.

"Hands behind your back," the officer ordered to Volchek, who rolled his eyes at this insistence. However, he obeyed, and just as the officer was about to put the handcuffs on him, Caitlyn broke her silence.

"Wait…it wasn't his…it was mine!" she exclaimed.

Both of the guys looked at her in shock, not understanding why she would say something when she was going to be the one set free. Volchek furrowed his eyebrows at her in confusion, and in return, she just shrugged and nodded toward the cop. She obediently put her arms behind her back. Wanting to show Volchek that she was different and more his type than her sister, she nervously tried to brainstorm what her next move would be.

"Well, isn't this rich? What, Volchek, now your getting your prospects to take the fall for you?" the officer questioned as he shook his head at the situation. This was not panning out the way he had thought it would.

Volchek went to speak up, but he stopped himself realizing that if she was stupid enough to take the blame, he wasn't going to stop her. Then, two more bodies quickly appeared.

"WAIT…..it's not hers…..it's ours!!" Eric exclaimed, as he ran out of breath towards the officer. Brad followed behind him, furious at the position that his brother was potentially putting them into.

"Bro, what are you DOING?" Brad questioned, trying to pull Eric away from the situation and walk the other way. "Sorry, officer," he said, addressing the cop, "my brother…he's not…feeling well…We weren't involved with them…..we don't even know them." Scrowling, he eyed Caitlyn, hoping to will her to agree with him and get them off the hook. Why did they have to go down with her?

"No..man…it's okay. Yes, we do know them…and, it was ours."

Brad shook his head in disbelief. His brother was always the dumb one, getting them into situations that got them in trouble. 'Why couldn't he be more like me?' he thought to himself, shaking his head in defeat.

"So, are you trying to tell me that the 3 of you are arguing over who gets to go to jail?" the officer asked, finding it hard to believe that this was actually happening. Usually in a case like this, everyone was pointing the finger to someone else, not trying to take the blame themselves. What should he do?

Present Day

Caitlyn knew once she saw the back-up officer was an big, black, angry-looking woman that she was screwed. Any sympathy case that she could have worked on the male officer was no longer an option. But, all didn't seem lost. After all, Volchek did look impressed that she would do that. She knew Marissa sure as hell would have never done anything like that.

Looking into the uncomfortable scene in the front seat, Caitlyn plotted how she would get upstairs without confronting her mother. If only the Roberts mansion had those secret passages like the Clue game, she would have a chance. But, as it stood, she knew she was dead meat.

As Dr. Roberts pulled into the driveway, he quickly maneuvered into the house, leaving Julie and Caitlyn alone in the car. Caitlyn moved swiftly to leave the car, but was deterred when she noticed she was locked in.

"Don't even think about it," Julie spat out. She turned around in her seat to get a good look at her mischievous daughter. Eyeing her up and down, she thought she saw a little of herself in the rebellious teenager. "Now, listen to me, I'm not sure if you really understand the severity that this little….incident…could have cost you…us. You really need to start thinking about others besides yourself young lady…."

Caitlyn's mind began to wander as her mother droned on about how she was lucky that Dr. Roberts knew the judge that would be trying her and let her off with a warning and about how this could have potentially jeopardized her future in college. She couldn't stop picturing Volchek in her head, his impressed, sexy smile when he saw her get cuffed, the way he looked at her with pondering, smoldering eyes….God, could she go that route when her sister had already been there?

"Caitlyn…CAITLYN..ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?" Julie screamed, frustrated at her daughter's lack of attention.

"Yes…mother…I heard you, and I'm sorry, really. It won't happen again," Caitlyn replied in her best innocent child voice.

But Julie wasn't buying it.

"Oh, please, I've heard this one before….You're grounded for a month….no cell phone, no TV, no leaving the house….I MEAN IT!" Julie said.

Caitlyn thought about trying to argue her way out of it, but quickly decided against that when she saw that her mother was not going to budge on this one. She quietly nodded her head in defeat and secretly hoped that her mother would forget about it in a week or two. After all, she did have a man in her life. And, Julie Cooper with a man in her life doesn't often get bogged down with things as silly and unimportant as parenting.

They sat there in silence for a few minutes before Julie unlocked the door.

"If this happens again, I might be forced to resort to some tough love….and, that could potentially include no funding for your escapades and public school. You are not going to ruin this opportunity for me."

Caitlyn spilled a few tears as she hurriedly left the car. Her mother could always do that to her, make her feel like she was one step away from abandonment. Didn't she understand that her father had already done that to them? She must have known that that was the way to get under her façade. As Caitlyn ran into her room, she could overhear her mother telling Neil that she would make sure it wouldn't happen again. Caitlyn fell onto her bed, wishing that she could have been born into another gene pool. A warmer, more caring, non-judgmental one that wouldn't just leave when the going got tough. After all, that's what her father and sister had done, leaving to escape their problems.

Suddenly, Caitlyn jumped as she heard a noise at her bedroom window. She looked towards the window, unsure of what to do. Timidly, she made her way to the window as more rocks hit the glass. There, below in the grass, was Volchek, breathing slightly and motioning for her to come down. The excitement that had been temporarily lost during her stint in jail was now re-ignited as she saw his smirk. Not wanting to get caught, Caitlyn frantically looked around the room for something that would help her get down the side of the huge mansion. Settling on a few long scarves, she hurriedly tied them together and returned to the window. Haphazardly tying one end to her armoire right beside the window, she tested it for durability before beginning to shimmy down. Volchek couldn't suppress a laugh as he saw her tiny frame wiggling down the homemade rope. As she hit the ground, they bolted as quickly as they could towards the gate. He subconsciously grabbed for her hand, and her heart quickened its' pace.

Finally reaching safety, Volchek let go of her hand as he hunched down, waiting for his breathing to become normalized again before turning to her and smiling.

"Damn cigarettes….," he cursed as he pulled out his pack of Marlboros and lit another one. Caitlyn eyed him curiously, wondering why he had come to her house. He motioned to her offering a cigarette. She gladly accepted, coughing slightly as she took a deep inhale. His smirk returned as he realized just how young she really was.

For a while, they sat quietly on the grass, overlooking the ocean. Every once in a while, Caitlyn would steal a glance over at him, and he would return her gaze. She could never hold his eyes when he looked at her. It was too intense for her. She would shake her head slightly and blush. Finally, he decided he would have to initiate the conversation.

"So….uh, thanks, I guess…for taking the rap….," he said, trying to hide just how truly grateful and surprised he had been at her actions.

"Sure...it's cool. No big deal," Caitlyn replied, trying to hide just how big of a deal it actually had been.

"So, was your mom pissed?"

Caitlyn thought about how to answer this question. She was sure that he had heard about how evil her mother could be from Marissa, but she wondered if he really knew the depths of shallowness that her mother had sunk to. She shrugged lightly, not really wanting to delve any further into that topic.

Volchek could sense that he should tread very carefully, so he decided to change the topic. He pulled out his cigarette pack again, although, Caitlyn quickly identified what he pulled out of it as not being a cigarette. He lit it up, offering her a hit.

"Thought it would be the right thing to pay you back….," he mumbled, hoping not to sound too sweet.

"That's sweet….but, it totally ruins your image," she smiled as she took a deep breath into her mouth.

There the two of them sat, mostly silent, except for the occasional questions that two young people interested in each other would ask. For a while, they just sat and watched the stars. Later, when Caitlyn had decided it would be safe to go back home because her mother would never be up that late, Volchek walked her back to her house. Not hesitately one moment longer, he grabbed her forcefully and threw her up against the gate of the house. Startled, she let out an anticipating moan before he kissed her deeply. For several minutes, the two just sat entangled in lust. Finally, he broke away and looked at her with a slight smirk on his face.

"Yep…..definantly a Cooper," he said as he swiftly turned around and left.