I'm happy that people actually like this story! I thought that no one would read it, but as anyone can see, I was wrong! I'm dedicating this chapter to all of my friends/fans out there!

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The day of the funeral…

Ally woke up early. Before the sun was fully up, actually. She looked over at Jack and smirked. He was sprawled out over the bed that was now about a two feet too short for him. Ally's bed was like that too, because she was about the same height as Jack.

"Jack. Wake up, Jack!" She groaned. When he didn't stir, Ally threw a pillow at him and it hit his face.

Jack shot up, ready to fight if necessary. He was still haunted by his early childhood memories. Ally did the same thing, except she only could remember bits and pieces of her early childhood. She had been found in her father's house unconscious and she had gotten amnesia. After that, the memories were even more haunting. One memory she had remembered as clearly as a crystal… her mother and brother being killed in front of her eyes… her father had beet her to the point that he thought she was dead.

Jack got out of bed slowly. "Ally, it's only 6:00."

"And the funeral starts at 7:00. Get up and dressed before Bobby wakes up and come in here. Then, you'll be sorry you didn't wake up when I told you to." Ally was speaking half monotone.

Jack gave her a look that Ally could read as saying "You're right."

Ally changed in the middle of the room. She never cared if Jack was there or not because she knew she could trust him and they were as close as a brother and sister could be.

Ally was wearing a white long-sleeved collared shirt and a red and black striped tie. She put a leather jacket with studs on it over her shirt. She always was rebellious when it came to clothing.

She slipped on her baggy black pants with a chain on and a studded belt to hold them up. She put on her black combat boots and a few rings and necklaces.

Then, she did her eyeliner. It was black, of course. She also mixed black and red eye shadow on as well. [Think Avril Lavigne.

Jack started to put his clothes on…

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At 7:00…

"Bobby I am not wearing a freakin' dress!" Ally yelled. Jack just had an amused look on his face as Ally yelled at Bobby.

"Fine, Ally! I give up! I was just thinking that Ma would've liked it if you wore something nice to her funeral…"

"Oh, don't try to guilt me into it! It's not goin' to work, so just drop the idea!" Ally yelled back at him.

Bobby sighed. He rarely won in these sorts of things against Ally. She was a lot like him in some ways.

"Fine!" Bobby yelled into Ally's face.

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At the funeral…

Jack was speaking at the podium.

"…And Ma would say, "Jackie, you don't have to steal your own toothbrush anymore." Jack began to cry.

Ally stepped up from behind him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder and let a single tear escape from her eye. She hugged him and then began to speak.

"Evelyn Mercer… wow. She was a great woman. When I first came to live with the Mercers, I was scarred of Bobby. Well, look at him, who wouldn't be scarred of Bobby Mercer?" This brought a small laugh to the crowd of people.

"Well, I had soon to find out that Bobby wasn't as much as an asshole as I thought he was. We still have our arguments, but Evelyn Mercer was the one to show me that Bobby was my brother… her cared and cares for me. My other brothers helped Evelyn with that too. I remember how when she adopted me, I was in bad shape from the foster home I had been in previously. I collapsed and passed out. When I woke up, I was in a hospital. Ma was standing over me, waiting for me to wake up. Jack told me later that Ma had been standing there for a few hours. Then I realized how dedicated Ma was to all of her children." Ally felt another tear slide down her cheek and drip off of her chin.

Then, she stepped down and stood beside Jack. She was numb for the rest of the memorial service. She stood beside Jack for the rest of the day, even at the burial. At one point, she buried her face in Jack's shoulder. She wasn't crying, but she didn't want to see her mother being lowered into the ground.

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At home after the funeral…

Ally sat on the hood of Bobby's car, smoking a cigarette. She watched Jack and Bobby talk to Daniela and Amelia, Jerry's kids.

She smirked as she heard Bobby call Jack, "Uncle Cracker Jack".

Presently, Green and Fowler walked over and started talking to Bobby and Jack. Bobby said something that Ally couldn't hear and Jack nodded.

Then, Jack came over to Ally. "You got anymore cigarettes?"

Ally pulled out a cigarette from inside her pocket and handed it to Jack. He stuck it in his mouth and seemed to be waiting as he gave Ally a look.

"Ah, Jack, you really need to start carrying your own lighter." Ally said as she pulled out a silver cigarette lighter and handed it to Jack. He held his hand over it and lit it.

"We really shouldn't be smokin' these things. It's like cancer in a stick." Ally laughed.

"Yeah." Jack agreed.

They sat there in silence for a few minutes, just smoking their cigarettes.

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Later…

Ally crept down the hallway to the bathroom where she knew Bobby was crying with the sink on, trying not to let anyone hear or see him.

Ally walked up behind Bobby. He saw her in the mirror, but just ignored her.

She put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, Bobby."

Bobby hugged her.

Then, Ally went to her and Jack's room. Jack was sitting on his bed playing his guitar absently. She sat down on her bed and began playing a tune that matched the one that Jack was playing. He looked up and smirked slightly.

Then, Bobby came into the room and sat down on the floor by Jack's bed.

"You been cryin' in here, ya fairy?"

Jack ignored him and pulled out a joint. Ally gave him a look. She set down her guitar and sat beside Jack on his bed. As he puffed the joint, Ally plucked it from his hands and took a drag.

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Ok guys, sorry this is so short! I'LL UPDATE SOON!