Sorry for my Hiatus. Here is another chapter that is hopefully eventful enough. Reviews please.

The Next Morning. . .

PJ nervously fiddles with his tie while looking in the mirror. He got up extra early, which is on time for him, and got ready for his day. His mom and him talked for a while least night. In that conversation, his mom told him that she would let him skip school to take care of things that needed to be done. The reason he is nervous is because the people from social services are coming over and observing their home to see if PJ can stay. He was so afraid that he would get taken away from his family and his friends. So to make a good impression, he got dressed up.

PJ growls at the mess he made with his tie and slouches. Teddy comes downstairs and hears her brother. She chuckles to herself before stopping in her tracks. The sight before her is welcoming and pleasant. She sees PJ fiddling with his purple skinny tie and his white shirt is slightly wrinkled. But man, PJ looks good. He is very groomed and handsome.

"Awww PJ. Did you forget that it isn't Sunday today? You don't need to dress up just for school." Teddy laughs at her forgetful brot- . . . friend.

PJ just fake scoffs and brushes off her remark. "Pshh… I know church isn't today. And actually I am not going to school."

Teddy's eyes widen in surprise. "Why aren't you going to school?" PJ tries to adjust his tie again but fails.

"The social service people are coming today and so I wanted to get ready. Mom…er- Amy let me."

Teddy notices that PJ still doesn't turn towards her and that annoys her to no end. She walks closer towards him. "Well try to convince them to let you stay here." Teddy helps him tie his tie right. Once she is done, she looks at her work and smoothes it out on PJ's chest. She slowly drags her hand down his tie. She sighs loudly, lost in her own thoughts.

PJ is just looking down at Teddy as she does this. He wonders, what the heck is she doing? It shouldn't take that long to tie a tie… does it? PJ shakes his head and decides not to question her. He can't even do it himself so if Teddy is doing, he will leave her alone.

After a minute, PJ clears his throat to try to get the attention of his. . . of Teddy. She finally hears him and awkwardly separates herself from him.

"Umm that will do it. You look very handsome." Teddy quietly says to him. PJ can barely hear her but he knows what she is meaning. She looks back up to his face.

"I want you to stay here, okay? No going off to some foreign home where we can't get into trouble for losing Charlie or something weird like that. I need someone for me to look after." She softly adds. PJ smiles at the memories. Suddenly a wave of nostalgia washes across him. He has this eerie feeling of sadness, like this might be the last time he sees her. Surprised by his own impulse, PJ reaches out and pulls Teddy in close to him. She immediately wraps her arms around his torso.

"I will."

The whole house is silent as the two embrace. It's a short moment of peace. Soon, Gabe walks in from the kitchen and sees the two. He coughs loudly. PJ and Teddy separate slowly. They cast mournful glances at each other.

PJ turns to look at his younger brother one more time. He knows he will probably see them all again, it's the last time he is seeing them as his family. Gabe approaches him and gives him a raised eyebrow look.

"Why are you all wishy washy?" Gabe starts to choke up. "I thought we said no wishy washy stuff. I don't like it." Gabe starts to cry and he then clutches onto PJ's leg.

"I know, bud." PJ squats down to Gabe's level and holds him by the shoulders. "Hey, promise me that once you get a phone, you will text me about everything that happens. I want you to tell me what your girlfriend looks like and how you asked her out." PJ smiles sadly at his brother. Gabe sniffs and wipes his tears away. PJ glances back at Teddy, who is standing by the door, and looks back at Gabe. "And promise me that you will call me and tell me about every boyfriend that Teddy gets. You can dig up dirt on them so when we pay them a visit, they know we know business about protecting our sister. Okay?"

"I promise." Gabe says quietly. He breaks out of PJ's arms and threatens to topple him over when he rushes to hug PJ.

After a moment, Gabe detaches himself from PJ and walks solemnly out the door. PJ stands up and watches him leave. Sighing, begins to walk into the kitchen but stops.

"PJ." Teddy barely says his name but he stops anyway. He turns around and sees Teddy is tears. He looks her over, trying to remember this moment forever. Her white dress with yellow dots on it is slightly crumpled while her beautiful wavy hair is slightly tussled from their embrace. Her make up isn't smeared despite she has three tears on her face and one threatening to escape. PJ walks briskly over to her.

"Hey." He whispers to her. They are standing a foot away from each other. It seems like a mile but they keep it there anyway.

Teddy chuckles, despite her current sadness. "Hi." She shivers as she feels his hand wipe away the tears on her cheek.

"Whatcha doin'?" He casually asks her, still speaking quietly.

She smiles and turns away to compose herself more. She turns back to him with new tears on her face. "Eatin' chocolate."

"Where'd ya get it?"

"Monkey dropped it."

"Where's the monkey?"

"Behind the door."

"What's he doing?"

"Making more." Teddy's voice dies down at the end of their joke. That joke has been their family's way of making situations less awkward. It's like a staple in… her family.

Finally Teddy takes her eyes off PJ's and she gives him a hug one last time. This hug is brief. Too brief for PJ. He misses her as soon as she starts walking towards the door.

"Teddy?"

Teddy turns the knob and hesitates. She doesn't turn back when she answers him. "Yes."

". . . take care of Gabe and Charlie."

"You can take care of them yourself. Your not leaving." And with that, Teddy leaves. PJ is just left there, with a feeling of sadness and a bitter taste on his mouth. PJ runs his hand through his hair. He sighs loudly as he plops down on the couch.

This sucks.

I know that was a little OOC but I was feeling the sadness vibe and thought it went with it.