Mary: Emma Anne apologizes so much-

Stella: Who asked you to talk? E.A. is totally sorry for the month long wait, she just has to much on her plate.

Mary: Why are you rhyming?

Stella: Because it's fun.

Mary: You're wierd.

Stella: I hope you know to run.

Mary: Oh no you did not!

Stella: 1: It's oh know you didn't! 2: Oh yes I did!

(Much pushing and shoving, several "Mom"s.)

Carry: Thank you very much MermaidRaven, Anna Craft, and Larfang for reviewing. I should go make sure they don't kill each other.

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"How is that possible?" I asked. My thoughts were out of control, it was simply impossible for me be related to them. Mother I would suspect of not telling me, considering all the things she hasn't. But surely Adella would have told me. And then there was James and Alexa.

"I'm Ariel's older brother. And Arianna is her younger sister. Jamie, err James is Eric's little brother."

"Why didn't they ever tell me about you all?" I asked. I wouldn't put it past Mother to "forget" to tell me. And Dad never talks about his parents at all. He had had a little brother before the accident. Could he have somehow survived?

A voice interrupted my thoughts. "It is possible that Ariel doesn't know, since this all happened when she was what, five?" This came from Bethany.

"Four. I was seven, Arianna was two, and Colin was four. Ariel and Colin's birthdays are in the same month." Drew cut in. His voice was monotonous and, bitter somehow. Resentful.

"It happened on my birthday. My fourth birthday, so Ariel was three, not quite four." Colin added.

"Knowing Triton, he would never have explained to her about what happened, and told the ones that could remember to keep their mouths shut about it." Bethany's voice cracked on it, which startled me. What had happened? What were they talking about?

"Has your mother ever mentioned anything about her mother to you?" Arianna asked. Her voice was the only gentle one.

"She said she remembered her singing, and teaching her to play the piano. Not much, just comfort memories. A hug, the way she smelled, mostly jumbled up things. Really, you're asking the wrong person. She doesn't tell me much." I replied. Somehow I knew they knew "much" meant "not anything".

"What happened?" I questioned them. "Why doesn't my mother remember you? Who are you, really?"

"We shouldn't tell you that, honestly. It's not something a kid ought to hear- Arianna waas cut off.

"Excuse me?" Every kid in the cell yelled that. The adults rolled their eyes.

"It's complicated. We don't know everything." Bethany put in.

"Tell me what you do."

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I really am SUPER SORRY for the wait. I'm really glad I'm not doing cheerleading, or this fic wouldn't have even gotten started. :) I know this one was also kind of short, it's a bridge chapter.

NEXT CHAPTER: What happened, and why Ariel doesnt remember.