Hello again everyone! I'm back a day early this time! I know, not much of an achievement, but it could be a day late, so yay! :) Anyway, I don't have much to say besides sorry for some of the dialogue being very poopey. It's four in the morning right now and I'm forcing an update, so please forgive me. Or hate me for the rest of your days, whichever you decide is cool :3

Okay guys, lately I've been inspired of certain moments or chapters from songs, so I figured I'd let you guys in the awesomeness of the songs that I have listened to! If you're like me, you'll like to listen to them as you read the chapters for background music. Either way, feel free to check out the songs I'll display!

This Chapter's Song Inspiration: I Will Be by Avril Lavigne. I know, weird and random right? Well, even though I know it's, most likely, a love song, I really see Justin and Jesselynn's sibling relationship in it. This song inspired the moments with the Thorne siblings below and many more to come! I hope you enjoy! (Also, I see the song from Jesselynn's POV, but you can choose whatever. Go with the flow, man.)

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January 21, 1968

Khe Sanh

Private Justin Thorne, Sergeant Frank Woods, Captain Alex Mason, and Special Agent Jason Hudson

Justin brought down three NVA soldiers that were hiding in trenches when he saw the Jeep that Woods, Mason, and Hudson were using finally stop and the riders hop out. He could tell that they were calling it a day because Woods didn't clutch his weapon so tightly and just let it dangle from his arms. He resisted the urge to let out a deep breath of relief and made his way back to his squad.

After taking down the NVA soldier that had nearly killed Woods, they made their way through another bunker to which they went their separate ways. Justin followed those around the base to defend on the ground while the others rode in the Jeep with Mason on the TOW. He was still considering which task was, possibly, easier as he met up with the others.

He followed Woods' lead and let his gun hang loosely from its strap around his shoulder and joined the three as they both examined the area around them with Mason standing silently behind them.

"It's over…" Hudson seemed relieved and let the moment sink in. That is, until Woods burst his bubble, so to speak, about the matter.

"No…This is the start of something else," he paused as took a deep breath and watched some NVA soldiers flee the area, "they'll be back."

Justin sighed because he knew what that meant. He was foolish for thinking there would be slow days, anyway. He jokingly thought that he wouldn't have to rely on Roxanne to keep him on his toes anymore. He'd have something even more serious to worry about than her playful antics.

Justin warmly smiled at the memory of Roxanne's little pranks or jokes throughout the day as a Huey approach carrying a passenger that was obviously very important to the three men Justin stood with. Hudson straightened himself into a more attentive pose, Woods grinned at the young, African-American man, and Mason copied Woods.

He wasn't sure what to do though. It was obvious that Woods and Mason had a history with this man and that Hudson had been waiting to meet and talk with him, but Justin had no idea who the man's name was let alone know what importance he was to the others.

"Bowman!" Mason happily exclaimed, obviously greeting the well-known friend, and took a step towards the others to meet with him again after, what Justin guessed, many years of separation.

The man, Bowman, returned his smile and examined the obvious change in his friend. He chuckled. "You look like hammered shit, Mason."

Mason did the same as he offered a hand shake. "Eh, 'Nam'll do that to ya."

Bowman chuckled again from understanding. He knew that truth all too well. "It's good to see you, Alex."

Hudson interrupted their friendly conversation by getting straight to business. Justin couldn't help but understand, slightly, why Woods seemed very disinterested in this man.

"He must be awesome at parties." Justin thought sarcastically as Hudson started to brief Bowman on their objective.

"Jason Hudson, CIA. We're here to talk about your encounter with Russians in Laos. We got word a defector might be in play." He said in the same, authoritative tone of his.

Woods and Bowman ignored the man as they greeted each other, as if Hudson no longer existed. After a friendly handshake, Woods claps Bowman on the back and they walk off from Hudson and his boring speech, leaving him to speak to thin air.

Hudson realized this as his words faded, let out a breath, and plastered a poker face. It was obvious that the feeling of dislike that Woods had for Hudson was mutual.

Justin smacked his lips and glanced between the two men. He opened his mouth to say something, he wasn't sure what exactly, but closed it as he realized that he was speechless. He thought about apologizing for his commander, but he quickly turned that down. He thought about something smart or sarcastic, but judging from the CIA agent's expression it didn't seem like he was in the mood for jokes.

Instead, he slowly backed off, turned, and followed behind Woods and Bowman. He couldn't hear what they were talking about, but it was obvious that they were glad to be with each other again. He didn't have to ask if the two knew each other previously, it would be a stupid question if he did. He really didn't feel like letting his commander think that he had an even thicker skull than he already did.

"Hey, Thorne, you should head up to the infirmary or somethin'. Get that wound examined. Tell your sister you're alive while you're at it. I'm a little busy at the moment." Woods hollered suddenly as the two stopped in their tracks and turned to face the younger soldier.

Justin glanced in the direction of the infirmary and resisted the urge to pout like a child. He thought about arguing against it, but the sudden pain in his arm told him otherwise. He'd be stupid not to get it checked out. If it were to get serious without the proper care, he'd be stuck in the infirmary for who knows how long. He loved his sister, but he really didn't feel like having her worry and fret over him for days.

So, he just nodded and let the men go about their business and tried to think about what he would talk about with Jesselynn.

"Just hold him, Jess. It's just like holding IV bags. Except they're smaller than him." Roxanne argued with the woman as she cradled a whimpering, Vietnamese child in her arms. She was trying to change his linens and needed an extra hand. Jesselynn volunteered, but thought that she was the one who'd be changing linens. She was shocked when Roxanne held the child out for her to take.

Jesselynn looked absolutely terrified as she stood there, glancing between the child and her friend, as she held the old linens in her arms. "What do I do with it if it cries?" She questioned with a shaky voice.

Roxanne growled at her and let out a breath. "He," she corrected. "He just needs a little comfort. If he cries, just bounce him or coo him. It's not rocket science, Jess. Besides, we're women; we're supposed to be born with maternal instincts. Use 'em."

Jesselynn still didn't look completely sold over, but she eventually agreed. Her arms felt shaky as she awkwardly held out her arms for Roxanne to carefully place the baby in her arms. The baby's weight and height was a perfect fit for Jesselynn's arms, but that seemed to be the only good thing about that experience.

Roxanne stood there for a moment as her shoulders drooped and she let out a pitiful sigh. Jesselynn looked as a stiff as a board, not a single muscle moved in her body, the second the baby was placed in her arms. The only thing that moved was Jesselynn's eyes that frantically watched the baby's moves who squirmed uncomfortably in her arms.

"Is…Is he okay? He likes it, right?" Jesselynn asked, desperately hoping that she was doing a good job.

Roxanne, honestly, thought it was quite a pathetic sight, but she couldn't tell her that. She just gulped back the guilt that she felt for choosing to lie to her friend and nodded. "Um, yeah, totally. Looks like he's having a lot of fun. Very comfy." She lied as she turned to the baby's cot with the new linens.

Jesselynn grinned, obviously pleased with herself, as she looked down at the little boy. She couldn't remember his injury exactly, but she knew that it was a leg injury. She tried to keep him from hitting his hurt leg, but that obviously made him even more upset with her.

A piercing scream broke out as he started to wriggle and squirm harder in her arms. Some soldiers and nurses looked towards her with scrutinizing looks and she just knew that they probably thought she was abusing the baby in some way. She looked up at Roxanne, who glanced over at her, with the most panicked expression Roxanne had ever seen.

"What did I do? What do I do? He's going nuts!" She panicked as she took a step closer to Roxanne, hoping she would just take over.

"He likes to be bounced, so bounce him a little. And talk to him; let him know he's okay. He has no idea who you are and why he isn't with his mommy. He's scared and hurt." Roxanne advised her as she continued to make the bed, not even looking back at her.

Jesselynn nodded and tried to do what Roxanne said. It had been forever since she was with an actual baby and she forgot everything her mother showed her. Yes, she had Justin, but he had been a toddler when he was left in her care. This was totally different.

So, she threw her arms up a little and attempted to bounce him. She tried to think of what she was doing wrong as his cries got louder and louder. She felt absolutely embarrassed; all she wanted was Roxanne to take the screaming baby from her care.

Roxanne looked back to see what Jesselynn could've possibly been doing that was worse than before. Her eyes widened slightly and she scoffed. "I said bounce him, not throw him, Jesus!"

"I don't know how to freakin' bounce him, okay?!" Jesselynn snapped and decided that all of this was just a waste of time. She scoffed at her present thoughts. Why in the world did she even think she wanted to be a mother if she couldn't even calm him right?

"And here I was, thinking you to be very maternal."

The two women's argument was interrupted by a new voice and they both looked in the direction of its source.

Justin leaned against an empty cot and watched the scene between his sister and Roxanne. He tried to keep quiet, but it was hard to keep from laughing at the scene before him. He had always thought his sister to be more in tune with her motherly side than what she obviously appeared to be. As the two realized they were caught, he finally let a hearty laugh escape.

Jesselynn beamed to see her brother, safe, and standing before her. She stepped towards him to embrace, but then remembered the baby in her arms. Just holding him wasn't making him feel any better so running with him definitely wouldn't help anything. Roxanne was finishing up her task and she didn't have anyone else to ask hold the baby. So, she carefully placed the baby on his previous cot even though Roxanne was still fixing it.

"Ugh, Jess!" She protested, but Jesselynn ignored her.

Jesselynn's focus was on Justin as she ran to embrace him. Her body collided with his and he groaned at the impact. Yet, he laughed to see his sister so concerned and so surprised. He hadn't seen her like this since the day he first arrived at the base. He couldn't blame her though; after everything that happened there was no telling who had survived, who hadn't, or who was, possibly, lost.

Justin took in a deep breath and wrapped his arms tight around his sister. There was no telling what she had been through today or what she had seen, both her and Roxanne. He just prayed that she had seen his "note" as savored this moment of reunion with his sister.

Jesselynn pulled back and placed a hand on his jaw. "I'm sorry; I've just been so worried all day! I had no idea where you were or what happened to. You have no idea how many worst-case scenarios went through my head today."

Justin grinned and patted his sister's hand. "Well, I'm okay. You didn't see my message?" He asked as they pulled away from each other.

Jesselynn smiled, remembering the message he had written on a comrade's body. "Yes, I did. But that didn't stop me worrying. Once again, all I could think about were worst-case scenarios. I'm tellin' ya, I probably grew thirty gray hairs today."

Justin grinned and pulled her in for another hug. He had convinced himself many times that day that he had faith in Jesselynn and knew she'd be okay, but know all he could think about was the worst-case scenarios right along with her. There was no telling what could happen to her, even if she was in the infirmary the whole time. The NVA could've easily attacked the wounded as they had the base. It wasn't until he clung to her and felt the warmth of life in her that he realized that could easily change.

So, he wrapped his arms tightly around her shoulders and kept her pressed against him, taking in her scent. He knew her scent very well for he spent most of his childhood in her embrace. Whether she was comforting him as a child or he was comforting or trying to protect her from Marcus, he found himself in his sister's arms almost every day. Honestly, she didn't smell as clean and fresh as she did in those memories, but he could still smell the faint hint of vanilla.

Jesselynn buried her face against Justin's chest and listened to his heartbeat. Never before had she been so happy to hear the faint thump behind his uniform. She kept finding herself thinking that it had to stay like that. It wouldn't be fair if the sound ever stopped. There wasn't much she could do anymore to make sure his heart kept beating and it infuriated her. Her whole life had been about protecting him and keeping him from harm, but now she no longer had authority over his actions. There was no telling what actions he'd perform or the decisions he'd make now that she wasn't there to oversee them.

She placed a hand on his arm and he hissed. The moment between them immediately ended as she pulled away as if he was some kind of bomb fixing to go off. Roxanne had finished putting the new sheets on the cot and comforting the baby as she overheard the two.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Jesselynn immediately questioned and carefully placed her fingers against his arm to find the exact spot he was hurting.

He pushed her hand away and sighed. Their moment didn't last very long and her over-protective side immediately kicked in. "Yeah, grazed by a bullet, but it's fine. Don't worry about it."

Jesselynn crossed her arms and arched a brow at him. "Justin, I'm treating you like my patient now, not my brother. I have to look at it and make sure it actually is fine. Please, don't be stubborn." She practically pleaded with him.

Justin let out a deep breath when he realized that she was right. Besides, she looked so exhausted and definitely not in the mood to argue with another patient. He eventually complied with her wishes and let her lead him over to one of the empty cots around them, though there were few.

It took her a moment for her to gather the right equipment so Justin looked around the room. There were some men that he, barely, remembered from the battlefield or just from around base. Then, there were some civilians, like the baby Jesselynn tried to help, that had been caught in the crossfire.

Then, he noticed Roxanne who was cuddling with the baby she and Jesselynn had been arguing about. He smiled seeing her so devoted to the little child even though she knew she'd have to give him up so he could sleep or whenever he was well enough to go home with his mother. There was something about the moment that was so perfect to him. It was easy to picture Roxanne this way and not just because she actually was a mother herself. Roxanne and children just seemed to be a match made in Heaven. There was a different kind of joy on her face as she cuddled an infant in her arms that no one but mothers could understand.

He couldn't help but wonder if she saw her own daughter in the little boy. Perhaps he was the closest thing to her previous, normal life anymore. Now, he wished he could get up and speak with her. Comfort her, perhaps, if she needed it. He wanted to join this picture that, to him, was priceless.

Jesselynn's form blocked his vision as he looked up at her, a little annoyed that she was blocking him from the beautiful sight. Yet, he knew he couldn't let Jesselynn even guess about his thoughts. He'd never be able to live that down and she wouldn't let him. Instead, he watched her prepare her little station and turn to him.

"Okay, take off your shirt." She commanded with a grin as she held up her gloved hands.

He ignored her command for a moment and looked at her gloves. "What? I'm disease-ridden now?" He jokingly asked.

She grinned and rolled her eyes at him. "Ha ha, now take off your shirt."

Justin was obviously uneasy about the idea as he squirmed a little against the cot. "Why?" He asked innocently and softly, trying not to bring attention to himself.

Jesselynn grinned and resisted the urge to laugh at him. "Don't learn from Woods. I can't examine your wound with material in the way. Besides, you're my brother. It shouldn't be weird." She explained as she crossed her arms again.

"That's why it is weird!" He snapped back as he motioned her and crossed his arms against his chest. Jesselynn couldn't help but think he looked like a stubborn child refusing to move from his spot. Then again, that's basically what he was at the moment.

"Justin, I'm just asking you to take off your shirt. It's not like I'm asking you to strip naked." She sneered as she arched a brow at him.

Justin's cheeks burned red at his sister's words and he prayed that no one, especially Roxanne, heard their conversation right now. "Jess, gross, don't be like that."

She rolled her eyes again and stepped towards him, mostly for his sake. "Justin, I've changed your diapers. I've even took part in potty training you and bathing you. This is nothing new to the both of us, even though you wouldn't remember."

Justin curled his lips in obvious disgust at the fact and leaned away from her. "That's even grosser. When did you ever do any of that?"

She chuckled now at his displeasure with the news. "When you were a baby, Mom needed help sometimes since she was usually taking care of the house and you at the same time, so she showed me how to take care of you when she was busy. Which involved changing your diaper." She explained as she looked for the instrument she would first need once he removed his shirt.

"Seriously? You were, like, eight, right? Our mom let an eight year old girl see a baby boy naked?" He questioned. He found it more humorous now than gross.

She grinned when an idea to embarrass him even more popped into her head. "Yes, and you were the most adorable, naked baby I've ever seen." She said with a little pout of her lips.

His lips curled again and he closed his eyes when an image came to mind. "Seriously, stop it!" He exclaimed, scolding her for trying to embarrass him.

Jesselynn chuckled with a smug expression; clearly pleased with herself and her ability to completely embarrass her little brother in a crowd as big as the one in the infirmary. Though, she did hope that no one heard. She'd absolutely hate herself if others heard and embarrassed him further. He'd probably hate her, too.

"You're joking about the others, right? The, uh, potty training and baths." He asked when he remembered that she listed off two other things that she had taken a part of in his milestones as a child.

"Nope." She answered, popping the "p". "When we first go to Mrs. Forrester, you wouldn't let anybody do anything with you. Not even Glory, even though you grew up to love her. You'd only let me give you a bath and you'd only cooperate with me when it came to potty training. Which was gross, by the way, I'm not forgiving for that." She explained. She smiled at her last sentence, thinking he'd get a kick out of it.

He just grinned at her joke. "Why? It's not like Mrs. Forrester and Glory were mean. Matter of fact, they were the nicest people I knew." He asked, obviously troubled at the fact that he used to distrust the two women.

Jesselynn shrugged as she searched for a roll of gauze. "I'm not really sure, but my guess is that it was a new, big place with new people. You had no idea what was going on and why you weren't with Mommy and Daddy anymore. To you, probably, they were strangers trying to touch you and didn't like it. I was the only person that you actually knew. True or not, it makes sense. I wouldn't want strangers trying to take my clothes off and throw me in a tub."

Justin chuckled at her comment and made a face that said 'yeah, true'. "It's still weird…I grew outta that, right?"

She giggled at his discomfort of the probability. "Yes, don't worry. Besides, you were going to have to grow out of it. There's no way I'm going to scrub the parts you missed or teach you how to shit in a toilet." She said through mock-disgust.

Justin turned a shade of red though he laughed along with her. "And you wonder why I never brought home girls." He muttered jokingly as he began to discard his shirt, finally giving in to her demands.

Jesselynn took the shirt he tossed against the cot, folded it, and brought her attention back on him. "Yeah, sure, that's the reason. 'Cause you totally had girls to bring home, period." She mocked sarcastically with a grin playing at the corner of her mouth.

Justin displayed obvious annoyance by arching both brows. "Ha ha, you're a comedian." He said sarcastically with a forced chuckle.

Jesselynn laughed and started her task. As she examined his wound, one thought kept coming to mind: there was another reason he never had friends over, too. She glanced over at Justin and studied his expression. They were both thinking the same thing.

There's no way they'd bring anyone to their home with Marcus around. He was the main reason that they both didn't have very many true friends. They talked with companions at school, or work in Jesselynn's case, but they refused to go out with anyone or have a get-together at their home. Marcus refused to have them away from the house for long and she knew he'd definitely make a scene if he tried to track them down. Justin was embarrassed of Marcus, there was no doubt.

Jesselynn thought about those moments until she finished her task. Thankfully, his wound wasn't very serious at all. All she mostly had to do was clean the blood and dirt around and inside the wound. After that, she wrapped it with gauze and told him to leave it be until it was fully healed.

At that time, Woods and Bowman appeared to check on the Private. Jesselynn figured it was for another mission. They must've been either briefing him or taking him away again. For the first, she felt anger against Woods if it were the latter. She knew she had no say in what happened, but she just wanted him to take it easy for at least a day.

"Hey, Justin. Jess." Woods greeted as Bowman trailed off for a moment to speak to one of the nurses he had passed.

Jesselynn just grinned as she gathered her equipment again and turned her back to the men.

"How's he doin'?" He asked her with an arched brow.

"Fine, like he told me. Just had to clean and wrap it up. It'll be sore for a while, though, so he doesn't need to stress it." She informed almost accusingly.

Woods arched a brow at her again, but shrugged it off and turned to Justin. He clapped his good shoulder with a grin and leaned against it. "Well, sounds like you can't party hard later this week, eh?" He joked and ruffled his hair. Justin just rolled his eyes at his commander.

Jesselynn gave up her current task and turned to the two. "Party? This week?"

"Yeah, those parties they do about every week, everybody gets together and just blows off steam." Justin explained as he arched a brow at her strange attitude.

"Oh, you're going too?" Roxanne asked him, suddenly popping up beside Jesselynn. Jesselynn looked back as Roxanne walked over and sat beside him on the cot. Roxanne had managed to finally calm the screaming child and even managed to get him to sleep. She had to give it to her; the woman had a way with children.

Justin seemed pleased with Roxanne's interest in him. "Yeah, Austin was telling me about 'em. Said I absolutely had to go. I wasn't sure, but when I saw him get burnt I thought I should go for him."

Roxanne smiled at his act of kindness. "Good, that's nice. I think I'm gonna go too, so maybe we can meet there?" She inquired nervously and played with a strand of hair.

Woods and Jesselynn exchanged a glance and shared a grin at Roxanne's obvious intentions. She wasn't sure exactly what Justin thought of it, but it obvious he seemed to enjoy it. "Yeah, sure, that sounds awesome!"

Roxanne beamed and chuckled. Jesselynn jokingly thought that they looked like two teenagers going on their first date. Roxanne suddenly turned to Jesselynn and smiled. "What about you? You should go! Everyone goes, well sort of."

Jesselynn was nervous as all eyes were on her. She felt like a child again in class when her teachers would suddenly call on her to answer a question that she hadn't even been paying attention to. "Um, I'm actually going already." She answered turning back to the table that held her instruments as she tried to place them in their specific places.

Roxanne arched a brow and smiled wryly. "Oh, really? Since when do you socialize?"

Woods chuckled at the joke and leaned to whisper something in his ear when he heard her answer. "For your information, I'm going with one of the new recruits, I think, Kaden Lance. He asked me to go with him." She said matter-of-factly.

"What?!" Justin and Roxanne said together, clearly shocked and thrilled at the idea of her actually having a date.

"The fuck?!" Woods exclaimed straightening his posture and knitted his brows.

Jesselynn's eyes creased together in shock and concern with Woods' reaction, but turned to Justin and Roxanne to actually continue. "I told him I'd go with him if he stopped resisting and let me check his wounds. He did and now we're gonna just talk, you know. That's all." She explained, making sure that they understood what was going to happen during their time together at the party.

"Bullshit. The kid's an asshole." Woods mockingly laughed at her summary of their date. He hated the idea of Jesselynn being alone with this guy from the stories he heard about him.

Jesselynn crossed her arms and arched a brow. "Oh, really? How would you know?" She challenged. She didn't like the tone he was using with her. It was very unlike him to be this way and she couldn't help but wonder if she said something wrong in some way, besides mentioning Kaden.

Woods was speechless for a moment as he tried to come up with a reasonable excuse to dislike the man. "Stories get around, Jess. They all talk about the women he's been with. And, how he never sees them again after the first date. He sounds like a prick." He said wagged a finger at him, satisfied that he actually had an answer for her.

Jesselynn rolled her eyes as she watched an African-American man appear beside Woods. "Seriously, Frank? I'd figure you to be a man smarter than to listen to stupid rumors. You want to know the reason he never had another date with those women? They broke it off with him. He has no idea what to do with women on a date. He's a good flirt, but he fails at dates. Besides, we're just gonna talk and have a pop. That's all." She resisted the urge to raise her voice at him as she stepped towards him, only feet away. "Besides, it's not like I need your permission on who I do or do not see, Woods."

Woods' jaw clenched and his breathing was shallow and balled his fists against his side, resisting the urge to lose his temper with her. "You know what, fuck it and fuck you!" He growled and immediately trudged off.

Bowman had a playful smile on his face when he entered the room, but along with everyone else, that quickly vanished into a look of pure shock. Justin looked just as furious as Woods had when he jumped from the cot and chased after Woods, Bowman following behind them.

Roxanne was speechless for a moment as she rested a hand against her chest. "Well…Holy shit." She said breathlessly. Jesselynn ignored her and turned back to her previous task. Now, she wasn't as careful as to where she put them in the medical bag. She violently tossed the items in to the bags and muttered angrily under her breath.

Roxanne glanced in the direction where the men disappeared and back at Jesselynn. She had no idea what her friend felt about this situation, besides that it angered her, and pushed herself off the cot. She was immediately by her side as she picked up the roll of gauze.

She glanced down at her white knuckles as she grasped the item as hard and tight as she could. From the look on her face as she looked down at the roll of cloth-like material, Roxanne could tell that she wished to do something violent towards the man that had stormed off.

When she turned and tried to sprint after the men, Roxanne sprang out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to the table. "Jesselynn, stop it! You're not making a difference going after him!" She hollered as Jesselynn fought against the woman's tight grasp.

"Piece of shit! What makes him think he has the right to judge me and who I choose to be with?!" She nearly screamed as she threw the roll of gauze on the empty cot closest to her, turning to Roxanne.

Roxanne was speechless. "I…I, uh, don't know, Jess. But Justin's out there, he'll sort things out for you. You know he's always got your back, right?" She said trying to calm the woman down by grasping her by her shoulders and speaking calmly.

Jesselynn glanced towards the exit and suddenly felt guilty. What was Justin doing out there? Oh, how she wished he wasn't doing anything that would get him in trouble later. Maybe she should've handled the situation better. Perhaps, she should've spoken more calmly like Roxanne was with her instead of immediately challenging him to prove her wrong even though she knew she'd be upset with him when he did.

Jesselynn came around to the cot and plopped down, immediately placing her face in her hands. Roxanne was right beside her and rested her cheek against her shoulder. "You know, if it makes a difference, I kinda don't blame you. He was acting insane….Also, I have to admit it would've been really funny if you actually hit him with that roll of gauze. It could be your secret weapon or something." Roxanne said, though she had a little difficulty speaking over Jesselynn's shoulder pressed against her face.

At that, Jesselynn laughed into her hands. She was so happy that Roxanne had stayed behind instead of Justin. Justin would be infuriated and speak of nothing but getting revenge on who double-crossed his sister, but Roxanne made her feel better by taking the situation lightly. She knew when she needed a laugh, which seemed to be all the time anymore. "Maybe. He's just acting really weird. I hope Justin doesn't do anything stupid."

Roxanne smiled. "Don't worry about it. Surely, he's not that much of a hot head, right?" Both women weren't sure of the right answer as they waited for Justin to finish whatever he was doing outside with Woods and the other man. She prayed that he was just talking.

Well, wow! Woods doesn't seem to pleased about Jesselynn with Kaden. Hmmm...

Creative Question: Do you think Justin had a calm conversation with Woods or tried to pick a fight? You decide! :3

Okay, I think that's enough of me for one night. I have to get up in a couple of hours and socialize with a crazy bunch of people I call kin :) Haha, I hope everyone enjoyed and I hope to hear from you! So, please review! I'll give you a cyber cookie, honest! Haha :)

Also, Happy 4th of July everyone!