Amanda came down the stairs chasing Storm "Storm, don't go down there! STORM…!"

"Get away from me, Amanda." Storm pushed her away

"Amanda, it's fine," Michael came from the kitchen rubbing his forehead, he looked up at Storm who was dressed "Where are you going." He followed her into the kitchen.

Storm set her red scarf of the counter "I'm going out for a little bit, get familiar with the place." She grabbed some water.

Michael perked up "That's perfect, here" he pulled out his wallet "Go buy yourself some new clothes, you can take my car. Stay out as late as you want, you know I have some clients coming over why don't you take the kids with you."

She made a disgusted face "The kids…?"

"Yes, they missed you Tracey would love to hang out with you, show her some of your moves, take her to the shooting range-"

"MICHAEL!" Amanda scolded him from the stairs.

"Okay maybe skip the shooting range, but go have fun," He pushed her out of the kitchen and to the door "KIDS let's go you're going out with your aunt!"

Tracey came jumping down the stairs with Jimmy right behind her "O M G Alright this is going to be so fun!"

"Oh yeah tons…" Storm rolled her eyes as she sluggishly walked out the door.

Michael waved from the front porch grinning about his master plan "You kids have fun!" Michael shut the door behind him chuckling "You are a genius Michael!"

The street lights sweep across Sasha's face as Franklin drove down the street. She was looking out the window, her face unsure. She looked at Franklin. He is such a sweet guy. Sasha and Franklin had been hanging out or talking almost every day. This dinner date at Michaels would make it their tenth outing together. He was introducing her to everyone, and spoiling her. She didn't deserve this.

Franklin looked over at her and smiled. He patted her thigh "Michael is a nice guy; you have nothing to worry about."

She forced a smile and went back to looking out the window. When they pulled into the Driveway the gates opened automatically. Franklin got out and went around opening her door. She stepped out in a knee length black dress with an off the shoulder sleeves. She gripped Franklin's bicep as he escorted her to the door. She took a deep breath through her nose when Michael came to the door.

"Ah, Franklin" He smiled and out stretched his arms for a hug. "And this must be Sasha, come on it!"

The table was set for five with white china plates with gold trim. Two candles were lit in the middle. Amanda was standing by the table smiling. "Hello."

They all sat down and chatted "Who's the fifth plate for Mike?" Franklin asked.

Michael hesitated before answering "Um… Trevor is going to join us."

Franklin's face was confused but didn't ask any further questions. Then the doorbell rang. Michael went up to answer it, but Trevor had already let himself in. "Well hello everybody! Thank you for not starting dinner without me!" Trevor had on a red and green flannel shirt that was half tucked in. He also wore dress pants and dark colored work boots. He took a seat with everyone else as Amanda went to get dinner. As everyone was eating Trevor sat slumped in his chair looking bored. He chewed obnoxiously as he listened to the conversation about movies and Sasha. His eyes moved back and forth between everyone talking. He stabbed his plate aggressively and kept chewing. Finally he became impatient. He threw his fork down and sat up "Alright people let's talk about something of actual importance. Now, I have to find this girl and-"

Michael interrupted Trevor "Trev we have plenty of time for that, maybe you could go in the kitchen and grab us some more wine? It's on the counter."

Trevor rolled his eyes as he slammed his hands down on the table before leaving. "Of course I can anything for you, your highness."

"What was that Trevor?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing at all… you pompous asshole." Trevor made his way into the kitchen as he heard the table laugh at some dumb joke Michael made, he silently mimicked their laughter making ridiculous faces. He grumbled as he searched the kitchen. He looked down at some red piece of cloth on the table, thinking nothing of it he looked away. He did a double take and ran to the scarf diving into the counter as he scooped it in his hands. He caressed it with his thumbs and took a whiff. It was lavender, just like her hair. He looked up angry "Michael" he set down the scarf and grabbed the bottle of wine as he made his way into the dining room. "Here's your bottle of wine, do you mind if I use your bathroom…Mikey."

"Thank you, no problem it's up the stairs straight to the back."

"Thanks" Trevor answered through his teeth. He went up the stairs searching the rooms. He finally found the guest room and snuck inside. He couldn't find anything of Storm's but he did find something of his. His T-shirt was lying on the bed, when he spotted it. His face contorted into an angry crinkled mess. He gripped his shirt in his hand and punched a hole in the side of the guest bedroom wall. He stampeded down the stairs screaming.

Michael got up from the table "Amanda, go into the family room take Sasha, Franklin come with me."

Franklin got up and met Trevor in the front foyer with Michael. "Trevor, man, what's wrong?"

"Stay out of this Franklin; it's this ASSHOLE I have a problem with!" He approached Michael shoving his shirt in his face "Oh I know you love me Michael but has it come to this… stealing my shirts?" His eyes were wild.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! Why do you do this to me Michael, why do you continue to lie to me like this!? You made me BEG for your help to find this girl and you had her here in YOUR house, YOU BASTARD!"

"Wait, what…?" Franklin couldn't believe it. "Is that true Michael?"

"No… I mean… yes, but…" He looked at Franklin and Trevor and then sighed "Storm… Storm is my sister."

Trevor stepped back "I've known you for years and I had no clue you had a sister."

"I have two… actually."

"Why didn't you tell me about them… was I not good enough to know?"

Michael's vein popped from his forehead as he shut his eyes tight "I HAD ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT THAN YOU BOTHERING MY SISTERS!"

Trevor was hurt, his eye brows were furrowed and then they slated straight down. He was angry "you son of a bitch" he lunged at Michael grabbing his shirt collars. They tumbled to the floor fighting each other off.

"Dudes, break it up!" Franklin tried to peel the two apart, but struggled. Amanda ran in with Sasha "MICHAEL" she started to scream and cry hysterically.

"Day after day you show me my mistake of not killing you a long time ago." Trevor told Michael between gridded teeth.

"Fuck off Trevor" Michael struggled under his weight. Just when Trevor had him pinned for a punch Storm and the kids walked in.

"What is going on" Storm stood above the two old men fighting. Tracey was standing in fear and Jimmy was crouching behind her.

Trevor saw Storm and got up immediately. He brushed himself off "Storm…I…I" he was smiling ear to ear.

"Trevor what are you doing here?"

"Well your brother Michael here was having a dinner party! And he almost forgot to invite his friend of 15+ years!"

Storm shook her head "That can't be right I… I never knew about you."

"Looks like that was the point" he pointed at Michael "Would you care to explain?"

"Well, we better get going thank you Michael. Trevor, nice seeing you. Come on Sasha!"

As Franklin and Sasha left, Amanda scooted by and took trembling Tracey and Jimmy upstairs, leaving Trevor, Storm, and Michael alone in the foyer.

"Well…?" Storm crossed her arms nodding her head to signal Michael to go on. Trevor moved next to Storm copying her posture and facial expressions as back up.

Before Michael got a chance to speak someone else walked into the opened front door "Well, what?" there in the door way stood a short skinny blonde girl with hair down to her butt. It was straight with zig zags of brown hair shaped like lightening. She looked to be in her late twenties. Her eyes had dark circles under them. "Did I miss something..?"

Storms eyes widen and she ran to her sister for a hug "Lightening!"

"Lightening… you mean you weren't joking about that?" Trevor looked confused

Michael rubbed his head with his hand "Oh great… one big family fucking reunion."