Hey guys. Well I'm still sick as a dog (though I never did understand that expressio), actually it has only gotten worse. I wont go into detail but my head feels like a Mercer punched me. Yeah. That's way I wont go into "the meet" yet, because it's going to take a lot of energy, and I'm going to be in a low mood since I have planned for it to be dark, you know what I mean? Until I'm well again or at least better than now I'll write some flashbacks, might be only one more I don't know, depends on my cold. Btw why is there no Mark Wahlberg fics anywhere? The guy is freaking hot, please if you know of one let me know, need something to read. I don't own four brothers.

Evelyn sighed as she hung up the phone and turned to face her oldest son who was sitting at the table shoving food into his mouth like an inmate who was afraid someone would steal it from him. Maybe he had picked up that habit while in prison she mused.

"Who was it?" Bobby asked, his mouth full of food.

Evelyn sighed "Please swallow before speaking Bobby, one would think you have no manners at all"

Bobby grinned but obdiently swallowed "There"

"Good" Evelyn smiled back but it was shortlived as her thoughts turned to the phonecall. She met Bobby's eyes and took a deep breath "It's Jack" Bobby's fork stopped halfway to his mouth, he tried to conceal the panic he felt but knew that it was little use, Evelyn could always see right through him. She continued quickly, seeing his worry. "He's been arrested".

Jack was sitting on a bench inside the station. He desperately wanted a smoke but since his hands were handcuffed behind him he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He knew that by now they had contacted Ma, and if Ma knew then Bobby knew. If he was home. Maybe he was out at a bar, getting drunk, and having to spend the night in the arrest. Yeah, what a dream. But Jack couldn't help but hope.

"Jack"

Jack looked up to meet officer Green's eyes as he stood in front of him "Green".

"I called your house"

Jack felt panic crash over him, he took a deep breath "And?"

"Evelyn answered. I told her she could come and pick you up"

Jack let out a sigh of relief. At least Bobby hadn't answered the phone. That was a good sign right? He glared at Green who appaerently found his relief to be really funny.

"What the fuck are you laughing about?" He spat out.

Green sighed and sat down beside him "You see Jack, that right there is exactly why you are in so much trouble all the time. Had this been any other cop than me you would be staying the night here"

"Like I give a fuck. What? You want to give me a lesson in respect? Trust me officer, I already know all about it and I don't fucking care"

Green shook his head, a small sad smile on his face "I really wish you would trust me Jack. Not everyone is out to get you" Green had some idea though, why Jack was the way he was. That didn't mean he could let everything he did slide.

"Where the fuck is he?"

An enraged cry from the front of the station made them both stiffen for different reasons. Green sighed and Jack, well he tried to make himself small, but wasn't having much luck.

"Mr Mercer! You'll have to wait here!"

"Like I'm listening to you, what the fuck are you anyway, a traffic cop? Get the fuck out of my way before I slap you one!"

"Are you thre..."

"Bobby" Green stood up "He's right here, calm down before you end up locked up as well. Where's Evelyn?"

Bobby came to a stop in front of them, his eyes glaring a hole through Jack who refused to meet his eyes.

"Well you see Green I thought it would be better if I picked Jackie up, especially at this late hour" He snarled the last part to Jack.

"Alright then I'll get the paperwork"

"Wait, what did he do?"

"He was driving a stolen car when he was pulled over for a broken tail light"

Bobby's eyes hadn't left Jack "A stolen car huh? To lazy to walk fairy?"

"Since he is only 15, we are letting him go with a warning. But just so you know, he wont get lucky next time" Green turned to get the papers, tossing back a final warning "Be sure to wait until you have your license next time Jack".

Bobby smacked Jack in the back of the head and then sat down next to him "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Jack sighed and didn't answer. Bobby wanted to continue but a cop came to release Jack. The guard tugged a little to hard on the cuffs and Jack tried to hold back a wince but Bobby noticed.

"Hey" The cop looked at him "Try that again and your friends will be locking me up, and not for stealing, got it?"

He obviously did as he hurried to release Jack and scurry off. As they exited the doors Green yelled after them "Til next time Mercer". Bobby flipped him off and steered Jack to his car.

The ride home was tense at best. Bobby could see that Jack was retreating into himself like he usually did when something was going on. He decided to try to get some words out of him before that door was completely shut.

"Wanna tell me what you were thinking?"

Jack continued to stare out the window, a blank look on his face.

"Jack?"

Still no answer and Bobby sighed in frustration. Talking to Jack where sometimes like talking to a wall, except the wall made more noise. He thought Jack had completely shut off so when he spoke Bobby was surprised.

"I wanted to see if I could"

"You wanted to see if you could steal a car?" Bobby spoke slowly, showing what a stupid idea he thought that had been.

"Yeah"

"Why?"

"Felt good"

That right there was what worried Bobby. It wasn't the car, shit he himself had done a lot worse at Jack's age. It was that curiosity, the testing of limits that Jack seemed so fucking fond of that had him awake at night.

"Yeah well you got caught. Was that the plan too?" Bobby hissed, his worry igniting his temper.

"No"

"Figures" Bobby muttered "Look Jack. I can't tell you what to do, or shit scratch that, I sure as shit can tell you what to do and you are not stealing another car, you fucking get that? And if your gonna do stupid shit like this for fucks sake don't get caught doing it!"

Jack nodded, a far away look in his eyes. Bobby sighed when his eyes turned to the window, watching the town as they sped through.

As they returned home Evelyn talked to Jack while Bobby listened outside the room. As Jack ventured up to his room his eyes met Evelyns worried ones.

Later he was staring at Jack while he slept. He looked so young and innocent, but then he always did. That innocent face hid so much pain Bobby thought. Pain and hurt and sadness. That was the thing about Jack. He was never angry at the life he had been handed, he didn't curse those who had hurt him, or his life. Instead he turned it to himself. Instead of punishing the world like Bobby had done Jack punished himself. For every pain he wanted to add a little more to himself. Looking closer he saw that Jack had removed the leather bracelets he usually wore around his wrists and he peered closer, unable to help himself. When he only saw the old scars he let out a sigh of relief. You never knew with Jack, his need for pain was still there, even if it had lessened a bit over the years. Taking one last look at Jack he walked out the door, closing it behind him with a heavy sigh.

Just a short one since my head is spinning, but I wanted to give you something :) Anyway if I write another flashback chapter I'm thinking of writing some happy times too, cause it wasn't just angst and stolen cars. But I'm already thinking of another "event" so to speak. But also a happy one. Thanks for reading and take care!