My fever is making me crazy I think, so if somethings seems weird it's probably that, or it could be me. Who knows. Anon: I have sweet sweet (no pun) plans for Bobby too lol, though I'm waiting for the right moment, but his time is coming. This is kind of funny, or it's supposed to be at least, don't know how I'll do since "angst" is more my thing. I don't own four brothers.

"Ma..."

"Don't Ma me Bobby Mercer. You're spending way to much time inside the house, all of you, go out and do something. Why don't you take your brothers to the movies? That would be nice wouldn't it?"

"Are you kidding?"

Evelyn sent Bobby one of her stern looks and met his eyes right on. "Do you think I'm kidding?"

Bobby sighed "No"

Evelyn patted his cheek gently and gave him a small smile "It'll be fun. I'll leave money on the counter for you".

And that's how the Mercer's ended up at the movies, Evelyns words 'it'll be fun' ringing in Bobby's ears. Of course, actually making it to the movies were an accomplishment in itself for the brothers.

"Where's Jack?" Jerry asked while putting his jacket on.

"He'll be right down" Angel bounded down the stairs.

And sure enough, less than a minute later Jack came down the stairs in his usual swagger. He bumped Angel who was choosing which jacket to wear, causing him to swat after him. Bobby sighed and rolled his eyes from his place on the couch.

"What the fuck is this? Date night? Pick a fucking jacket some time today Angel!"

"Fuck you Bobby"

"I would, if your girl wasn't so hellbent on doing it"

Angel rolled his eyes "Shut up man"

"Can we go?" Jack asked impatiently

"We can sweetheart, we just have to wait for your big sister to pick out her shoes"

With a huff Angel changed shoes, muttering that some people around here actually cared about their looks, and didn't want to come off looking like a hobo. Bobby ignored him and went outside to start the car, the others trailing along behind him. Soon they had parked and were making their way inside and that's when another problem presented itself. Which movie to watch.

"What about this one?"

Bobby looked and promptly scoffed. "No fucking way am I watching that shit again Angel"

"Well, this one seems pretty good" Jerry stated

"Please tell me you're not pointing to 'Legends of the fall' Jerry.

"No man the one next to it, 'Forrest Gump'.

"Well that must be the most boring piece of shit ever"

"You talk like Britney Spears"

Bobby spun around and came face to face with a small boy. He glared first at the boy, then at the woman holding the little boys hand "What did you just say?"

"I said you..."

"I fucking heard you!" Bobby snarled.

The woman gasped in shock and dragged the boy away after sending a glare Bobby's way. The boys voice drifted back faintly "I just meant that she also says 'ever' all the time. Like all the time. Like..."

Bobby turned back to find his brothers trying to hold back their laughter, unsuccessfully.

"Shut up" He dragged a hand over his head "Britney fucking Spears" he grumbled.

"I'd do her"Angel nodded, a big smile on his face.

"That's because anyone, or ANYTHING is an upgrade from your girl"

"Can you shut up about her? Man..."

"Shit I hate kids" Bobby muttered, his irritation returning.

"You don't" Jack's voice interrupted his train of thought.

"Oh yeah? What the fuck do you know of it sweetheart?"

"Well you were nice, well not nice" Jack corrected himself "you were always good to me, when I was a kid"

Bobby ignored Angel's comment on how Jack was still a kid since he was only 15 anyway.

"That's different. You weren't a kid. Your a fairy"

"Fuck you"

"Thank you honey"

"Can ya'll shut up, people are looking"

"What about this one?" Jack asked

"Finally someone with some fucking taste in movies!" Bobby strode over to the girl selling tickets "Four tickets to die hard" Looking to his side he saw Jack stand there with a look of longing in his blue eyes. Bobby sighed. "And two big buckets of popcorn and four sodas"

Jack smiled gratefully.

The movie was good but after an hour they were all bored except for Jerry. Angel was throwing glances at a girl on another row sitting with her boyfriend and Bobby was commenting on how Bruce Willis was almost as badass as he himself was. Jack had resorted to throwing popcorn at a guy who went to his school. He watched as they bounced of the back of his head every few seconds. He did have pretty good aim.

Suddenly Angel got up and went to sit next to the girl on the other row, her boyfriend or whatever he was having had to use the toilet or something.

"Jackie. Take a good look" Jack looked over where Bobby pointed and discovered Angel, with his tongue down the other girl throat "that, is a very big mistake".

"How so? I thought you didn't like Sofie?" Jack dug deeper into his bucket of popcorn and looked at the one Angel had abanded. He had used most of his on the guy from his school. Bobby saw his look, rolled his eyes and handed him Angel's bucket, which Jack gratefully accepted.

"It's a bad idea because her boyfriend is big as a house, and because he talked to the gang of five dudes up there before he went outside. He knows them. Maybe their friends. Maybe they don't mind helping him kick some ass"

"Maybe he went home?" Jack mused

"Trust me, he didn't go home"

"How do you know?"

Bobby laughed "Take a look at her. Now I know you don't swing that way but still, can't you see she's hot as fuck?"

"Shut up" Jack glared at him which made Bobby laugh harder and tussle his hair "Sorry princess, couldn't resist"

Jack looked over at the girl and he had to admit, she did look good. Bobby nodded "No guy leaves a girl like that hanging, trust me. Angel's should be really grateful that we love him an all, since he's about to get his ass kicked"

Jack looked at the boyfriend who was making his way down the aisle, not yet having discovered what his girlfriend was up to.

"I think Angel can take him" Jack shared his opinion after studying the other guy.

"I think so to. But I don't think he can take all six of them. Let's go save your big brother Jackie-O"

Jack left his popcorn, well, Angel's popcorn and stood up and followed Bobby. Bobby slapped Jerry on the back of his head "Hey. Need help here Jer"

Jerry looked up and then over at Angel and sighed "Man..." He stood up to follow them.

They reached the group just as Angel stood up, yelling at the so called boyfriend and his friends, who, true to Bobby's word had gathered around. Bobby took one look at the girl and deemed her a dimwit. Since he was feeling generous he decided to do her a favor.

"Get the fuck out of here"

She didn't need to be told twice as she took off like a rocket. The boyfriend grabbed Angel's jacket with his hands, but Bobby stepped forward and pushed him back. He felt Angel's grateful glance on his face but focused on the problem at hand.

"Problem?" His voice was low, which everyone who knew Bobby Mercer, knew was very, very bad.

"Yeah I got a problem. He was hitting on my girl!"

"Yeah well, I don't really give a fuck" Bobby said "Look, you can go, we wont stop you, or you can stay, but if you do..." He cracked his knuckles together, the message clear.

"We aint going nowhere"

"I knew you'd say that. Jackie?" Jack stepped forward, next to Bobby "Stay close to me". Bobby then proceeded to slam his right fist into the guys nose, breaking it, before he grabbed him, banging his head against one of the chairs.

An hour later the brothers walked into their house looking a little worse for wear. Angel had two black eyes and Bobby had one. Jerry's shirt was ripped and Jack had a split lip. They took a seat on the couch, letting out a sigh as Bobby turned on the tv.

"Sorry man..." Angel mumbled.

"It's okay. Can't blame you for trying to find something better"

The fact that Angel didn't bother to answer showed that he actually was sorry for the mess he had caused. Jerry took off his ruined shirt after a laugh and Bobby turned to Jack.

"How's the lip?"

"I've had worse"

"That's not what I asked is it?"

Jack sighed "It's fine. Stings. It'll be numb soon"

Bobby nodded and reached over to tussle Jack's hair "You did good Jackie. Got in some pretty good punches there, your fast. That's good"

Jack nodded, secretly thrilled at the words.

The next morning Bobby was drinking his coffee when Jack stumbled in, looking like he was still asleep.

"What day is it?" His groggy voice made Bobby lower the newpaper, well, the sports section.

"Saturday"

"Oh thank god" Jack slumped over the table looking like he was preparing to go back to sleep right there.

"Hey" Jack raised his head "Get some breakfast, were going out later"

Jack blinked "Where?"

"The forrest"

Jack shook his head, wondering if he had heard right "The forrest?"

"Yep"

"Why?"

"Target practice"

Was he still asleep? He thought he just heard Bobby say they were going to the woods for target practice.

"Why? You already taught me how to handle a gun. You taught me when I was 12 Bobby, and I think your exact words were: Don't get any fucking ideas fairy. This is just for protection. If you even think about anything else I will know, and then I will kick your ass. Got it?"

"Course I remember. And that still fucking stands okay? I just think practice is good. So get something to eat while we wait for your brothers"

Jack sighed. He wasn't getting out of this one. He really jus wanted to sleep, but he could see that Bobby wasn't going to let that happen.

As for Bobby he was trying hard to push down the horrible feeling of unease when he pictured his little brother waving a gun around. It felt wrong. He just didn't know what else to do. This was the world they lived in, and he would always protect Jack, even from himself. He had to know, he told himself. What if someone breaks in, and he's the only at home. What if he needs to defend himself, or Ma... I would regret not teaching him then, I know I would. But I'll always be here, he thought. Then his thoughts turned to his close call with the police last month and steeled his resolve. What if he himself was in prison for some shit and was locked up for several months? No, he couldn't risk it. Jack had to learn, just in case. He would never forgive himself if something happened to him.

Well yeah. Not very funny. Still something is better than nothing right?