A/N: I own my ideas and no I'm not stealing scenes from other TV shows and movies. It's just a coincidence. So don't sue.


No one's POV

Jason is sitting in the kitchen at his mom's house talking to Carly, Sam, and Freddie.

"So Dad fell into depression again?" Freddie said.

"Yeah. I noticed that. The cops made me a suspect." Jason said. "They think I was angry at him and shot him. So I lied to the cops saying that my crazy neighbor lady shot him."

"You could've told them the truth." Carly said.

"What do you want me to say, 'oh my dad shot himself because he's suicidal and depressed all the time.'" Jason said and looked at Carly.

"I stand corrected." Carly said and Jason looked at Freddie.

"Are you suicidal again?" Jason said.

"No." Freddie said.

"What's the real reason you cut yourself?" Jason said.

"I'm not cutting myself." Freddie said.

"I know you love homework when you were younger because it distracted yourself from listening to Mom and Dad arguing." Jason said.

"I was always angry at Mom and Dad fighting because they were fighting. For no reason." Freddie said and Jason shrugged.

"I think it has something to do with Mom's being overprotective and Dad getting sick of it, or Mom was mad because Dad was cheating on her." Jason said thinking about it and grabbed his head. "Owe. My head hurts."

"That's because you never used your brain before." Freddie said.

"Shut up. I never asked you for your opinion." Jason said.

"That was mean." Freddie said.

"Yeah." Jason said and Freddie looked at his little brother.

"Why are you mean?" Freddie said.

"I lived with Dad, did you except me coming out nice?" Jason said.

"True." Freddie said. "Where's Rebecca?"

"Hanging out with friends. She says she wants to have a girls night out, whatever that is." Jason said.

"It means, she wants to hang out with her friends that happens to be girls." Freddie said.

"Yeah. You would know what that is." Jason said.

"So shoot himself in front of you?" Freddie asked.

"He didn't know I was watching." Jason said and tried to push the memory away.

"Oh. When you were four, why were you looking at me?" Freddie said.

"I was trying to figure out why everything was in black, white, and grey." Jason said.

"Oh." Carly said and Jason looked at her.

"Are you my brother? No you're not. Did I know you back then? No." Jason said.

"Oh. That explains the strange looks you gave everything." Freddie said and looked at his little. The pre-teen shrugged and looked at the ground. Freddie did the same. "What's on the floor?"

"Nothing. I just naturally look down." Jason said.

"Oh. You look depressed when you do that." Freddie said.

"Yeah. You would know that." Jason said.

"Hey." Freddie said and shrugged. "Yeah." Jason shrugged and looked at the table cloth on the table. Jason tried to figure out the color of the table cloth and Freddie placed his hand on his little brother's shoulder. Jason looked at his brother's hand which caused Freddie to remove it.

"Touch me again, you die." Jason threatened and smiled. Freddie stepped away from Jason and his little brother chuckleld. "Kidding about the killing thing. But seriously. Don't touch me." Freddie nodded and looked at his brother.

"Do you need a hug?" Freddie asked.

"No." Jason said a little confused.

"You know you want a hug." Freddie teased.

"No. I don't need a hug." Jason said.

"Yes. You do." Freddie said and hugged Jason. Jason shrugged and hugged his brother. Carly and Sam joined the group hug.