After loosing his brothers, Kevin shut down. Not able to live without them, but not willing to take his own life, he fled.

No one knew what had happened to the oldest Lucas. It had seemed like Kevin Lucas had disappeared off the face of the Earth.

It was almost 6 years later on a gloomy morning in Anchorage, Alaska when Stella Malone flew into the airport.

She called a taxi, shivering in the cold winter air. After giving the driver the address she thought back to 5 years ago.

When she found out that Nick had died from leukemia she had gotten pretty depressed. Less than a week later she got a call from a hysterical Kevin.

She flew down the highway making her way to the Lucas household. She easily let herself into the house; she was considered part of the family after all.

Knowing there was only one spot where any of the Lucas's would be if they were upset, she headed towards the music room.

What she didn't expect was the sight that met her eyes.

Her knees gave out as she watched the oldest brother beg his brother to come back.

It was a sight that had never left her mind and she often had nightmares about it. Stella wiped away tears as they leaked out of her brown eyes.

She could not believe it had been 6 years since then. 6 years ago, she lost 2 of her brothers, and the third fled and had been no where to be found, until now.

Frankie was now 14 and about to start high school. His love for music had grown a lot since then, and he often dedicated the songs he wrote to his brothers. But he still missed Kevin, not really understanding what had happened to his oldest brother. Frankie was practically a only child. He often said that was the worst week in his life. He went from the youngest of 4 to an only child in a matter of a little over two weeks.

The taxi stopped and Stella got out of the car, she paid the man and watched as he drove away.

Turning around Stella walked up the path and stopped to ask a local for directions.

Finding her way easy after that she stopped in front of the door. Her brown eyes took in the sign written on the door. 'Welcome to UAA, Music Class 101 with Professor Adams.'

A smile traced over her face, at the sign. Today was the first day of classes at University of Alaska, Anchorage and she was about to interrupt it.

Opening the door and walking into the room freezing slightly when her brown eyes landed on her old friend.

"Don't be late next time miss," the professor said without looking up.

"Kevin," Stella whispered.

The teacher looked up his hazel eyes widening before whispering, "Stella."

Instantly Stella pulled her old friend into a tight hug. As soon as the hug ended he turned around and dismissed the class.

Stella watched as Kevin packed up his stuff on his desk so they could go catch up somewhere.

Kevin had cut his hair short and spiky much like the look he had back when he was 18. He was wearing square glasses, and had shaved off his sideburns.

He looked lean and somewhat muscular, Stella even had a feeling that he could take on Nick now. He was wearing nice dark blue jeans, a green button up and his favorite Louis Vuitton boots.

A smile traced across Stella's face, even after 6 long years some things never change.

After the two sat down at a local Starbucks, Kevin asked "How did you find me?"

"Paul Adams huh?" Stella said, causing the Jonas to choke on his Chai Latte another thing that didn't change.

Kev gave her a small smile as if to saying, 'I thought no one would connect that to me.'

"Kev, Paul Adams is kind of obvious. Maybe not as obvious as Lucas Jerry . But to those who know you it is."

"Actually when I was trying to pick a name, Lucas Jerry was on the list."

Stella smiled at him, "Kev, no matter what name you went by. I know you too well and I would've eventually have found you."

"So you're a music professor?"

"Yea, I love it. Not as much as making music but I still love it. What about you?"

"Still making clothes. I opened my own little store and its doing good. It makes me think about your brothers a lot and realize how much I miss all three of you."

Kevin looked away, suddenly taking an interest in the floor.

"Kev, Frankie misses you, as do your parents. They just want you to come home."

"I can't Stella."

"Yes you can Kev."

"No, I can't."

"Kev, it's not your fault."

"Yes, it is."

"No it isn't. Nick lost his battle with leukemia. That was God's will and not your fault. And Joe….Joe just couldn't live without Nick."

"I should've told him."

"Should've told him what?"

"Nothing."

"Kev?"

Silence fell on the 2 friends as Stella waited for the answer. As Kevin fought with the emotions that he was feeling.

"Kev? What should you have told him?"

"Nothing of importance."

"Of course it was important."

"It's nothing Stella. Just forget I said anything,"

"Okay, but you still got to come home. Everyone misses you.'

"I …I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"Stella," Kevin sighed his hazel eyes meeting Stella's. "I'm married."

"You are? Congrats!"

"My wife, she's pregnant with twins."

"Oh my gosh! Congrats Kev."

"Well you have to come home some time. Your mother will want to meet her grandchildren."

4 years later

Kevin walked into the backyard of his new home. Well the house wasn't really new; it was the same house he lived in long ago with his family.

Frankie was now out of high school and was signing a contract with thier old record company, starting his solo career.

Months ago Kevin flew down here to LA to visit his parents. He explained to his parents why he had left, and that him and his family were gonna move here.

His parents then told him he could have the house, causing Kevin to look up in surprise.

"It's getting too big for just the two of us anyhow. But we didn't want to sell it, not with all the memories." His mother explained.

So here he was moving into the house that at one time he called home…

Moving into the one house he vowed to never live in again…

Everywhere he looked reminded him of his brothers.

The kitchen where Joe would always try to cook and end up burning things. The living room where they celebrated their first Christmas in the house. The library where Nick could be found most of the time. The living room where Joe and Frankie would play video games as their voices echoed through out the house.

Then there was the music room. Kevin loved and hated that room. Some of his best memories were in that room.

It was the room where they had written some of their biggest hits. The room where the 3 brothers bonded closer. The room where Joe and Nick would get into the stupidest fights and he would have to break them up.

But it was also the room where he lost both of his brothers.

Kevin walked into the music room, sitting down at the grand piano that was there. His parents had sold their other house long ago, the grand piano that had sat in that house's music room was now here. Nick had chosen this piano to sit in the house they spent less time at cause it wasn't his favorite.

White instruments were for some reason favorites of all 3 brothers. Nick's favorite piano was white, and both Kevin and Joe favored their white guitars.

"Daddy!" Kevin's hazel eyes left the piano in front of him to meet his son's smiling face.

Picking up Aaron and sitting him in his lap, "What's up sport?"

"Play something Daddy!"

"Maybe later." Kevin responded quietly.

"Pweease?"

Kevin looked up at the new voice to see Aiden the younger of the two twins standing not to far away.

Aaron had inherited most of Kevin and Nick's looks. The curly brown hair and hazel eyes, with the cute chubby cheeks that he had when he was little.

Aiden on the other hand, had inherited Joe's looks. The curly black hair and brown eyes he even had the mischievous smile that he inherited from his uncle.

Kevin's chuckle resounded through the room as he looked down in those very brown eyes that happened to be giving him a puppy dog look.

Aiden had soon figured out that his father was a sucker for the puppy dog look, and almost instantly would give in. He never knew that the look was identical to his Uncles.

Kevin always had a soft spot for the puppy dog eyes especially if it was Joe who was delivering it. With Aiden giving him the same face he could never say no.

"Okay, maybe just one song." He said as he picked up Aiden and sat him down next to him on the bench as Aaron sat on the other side.

"What do you want me to play?" he asked his sons.

"RACECAR!" They both shouted causing Kevin to chuckle.

Kevin placed his fingers on the piano keys and sat there for a second. Kevin hadn't played any of their old songs for a long time.

He started to play Turn Right or as his sons called it racecar, since Uncle Joe said it was about racecars a long time ago in a chat that the boys had seen.

Aaron Joseph had a personality a lot like Nick, he loved music and already had his own drum set which he LOVED to bang on. He was pretty quiet but loved to read and play sports.

Aiden Nicholas was a lot like Joe, he also loved music but he really loved making people laugh. He also loved to dance. Loud and usually full of energy like his uncle he loved to play outside and also play sports.

"Mommy! Dance with me." Kevin heard Aiden say as he jumped off the piano bench to go dance with his mother.

Kevin's hazel eyes met the brown ones of his wife as she chuckled, she held her sons hands as he tried to lead her around the room.

Kevin watched them fondly a smile tracing across his face, as he felt Aaron move back into his lap.

His family was finally where they belonged.

And they would soon be growing. They found out not long ago that they were expecting a girl in a few months time. Both the boys were excited that they were getting a little sister.

Madison Michelle was going to be spoiled. Kevin groaned at that thought. Not only was she his youngest, but she was also going to be the youngest grandchild. And the only girl in the Lucas family line for at least 2 generations.

The twins had already dubbed their sister as Maddie and were helping paint her nursery in a pale yellow which ended with both boys, all 4 walls, he door, and even the corner of the window in paint (Aiden thought that had to get painted too).

Kevin finished playing and after giving both of them hugs and kisses, his wife took them to bed.

Leaving the music room, Kevin found himself in the backyard.

The backyard had changed since he had left. His parents had most of the yard covered now and in the middle was the piano.

Kevin sat down at the piano, as his mind went to his brothers.

Stella had been right; his brother's deaths weren't his fault.

Nick had lost his battle and that was obvisly God's will.

Joe couldn't live without Nick.

And though Kev had wished he had told him a secret that to this day he had never uttered out loud, it wouldn't have changed anything.

Underneath the piano was where his brothers were laid to rest. It seemed right.

They both died on top of the piano.

It just seemed right for them to be laid to rest together underneath it.

"I miss you guys," Kevin whispered as his fingers traced the keys of the piano. A tear fell and landed on the black and white keys causing a slight 'plink' to echo through out the yard.

His fingers started to play 'Can't Have You."

This song may have been written by Joe, but Kevin had helped.

"I don't want to fall asleep…" Kevin whispered.

"Don't know if I'll get up." Kevin whispered his voice heavy as he fought back more tears.

"Cause, I can't live without you." Kevin whispered as tears fell from his hazel eyes.

"Kev? Are you coming?" His wife called from inside.

"Be there in a sec." he called back surprisingly hiding his emotions,

He got up, his fingers sliding across the keys to the edge of the piano.

Just as they got ready to drop into the air, the oldest Jonas whispered his deepest secret.

His secret has too meanings, he often said the phrase to his brothers. But they always thought he meant the first meaning.

They had loved each other as lovers, what they didn't know was….

"I love you."