Disclaimer: Don't own Four Brothers, we all know that! I own the other characters that are unfamiliar. )

Lost

Jack lay on his bed, wishing he was far away from all the troubles, responsibilities he had to face from now on. He just couldn't be Jack anymore. He had a son to take care of, and the letter. What did the letter mean? Did it mean she's still alive and that she would be back? 'But I saw her die' Jack thought. 'It's impossible to un-die' He just brushed the idea of her been alive still, she probably just wrote the letter before she wanted to leave him and Matty behind. 'Maybe' Jack thought again. He missed her so much.

Bobby and Angel walked into Jack's room. Bobby stood beside where Jack was lying while Angel was leaning against the door. "How you feeling, Jackie?" Bobby asked concerned.

"Can you guys just leave me alone man" Jack instructed, feeling uneasy. He didn't tell them about the letter, he just didn't want to keep his hopes up.

"Are you sure?" Angel asked. "Let's go play some hockey" Angel trying to pump his little brother up but with fail.

"You guys go, I'll just hang around here" Jack told them sternly. Jack watched as his brothers walked out of his room. He can hear Sofi and his son giggling downstairs, wondering what they were doing but didn't get up to find out.

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"Do you remember the girl Shirley?" Jack asked his band mates, lounging on the couch playing Fifa on the ps2.

Chris, Nathan and John laughed in unison. "Yer," Chris answered. "What about her?" Chris was versing Jack in Fifa soccer, Jack was pretty bad at it only because he wasn't concentrating.

"She fucken came over my house a few weeks ago" Jack continued. "Telling me she's pregnant and that it's mine." He waited to see the guys' expressions. The three of them looked at Jack, worried. "And you guys definitely know it's not mine. I didn't do that hole."

Nathan was looking really worried. "Uhhh" He began. Jack, Chris and John looked back at Nathan knowing it must have been him. "Shit!" Nathan exclaimed as he stood up and paced around the room. "What- What if it's mine? I can't remember a thing from that night. Shit! What am I going to tell Malty--"

John interrupted. "She's a slut. She coulda fucked some other guys from other nights. Who the fuck knows" That didn't help Nathan though, but it had eased Jack's suspicion. He was relieved.

"So where's the Flux girls?" Jack asked Nathan, knowing he would be the only who knew. He asked this because he needed to tell the girls about Tyiona.

"Uhh, they're in Cali just enjoying the sun--" Nathan replied but got interrupted by Jack.

"So you haven't told them about Ty?" Jack asked. Nathan shooked his head, "I thought you wanted to do that."

Jack just stared blankly at the tv screen. "Yeah" he muttered.

"How does it feel been a father, ey?" Chris asked Jack. "Weird?"

"Yeah man" sighed Jack. "It's still weird… Especially without her. I can't even be out all the time, drugs, whatever. Incase I fuck up."

"Wait!" Chris yelled. "I hope that doesn't mean you can't come with us to gigs and shit. Our tours! What the fuck? Please tell me that's not gonna happen now. We need you--"

"Oh shutup!" Jack yelled back. "I can still do all that stuff. I don't need to change my whole life…" Jack wasn't playing attention to the game, time was running out and Chris had scored another goal. 3-1. Chris stood up and did a stupid dance.

"Oh Yeahh!" Chris sang, jiggling himself. The guys looked at him, like he was fucked.

"Sit the fuck down man" Jack told him. "That's a fucken shit victory dance"

The guys laughed at Chris, throwing potato chips at him.

From the writer;

Hey, I'm not trying that hard. I don't know, feeling unmotivated. Tell me what you think

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