Disclaimer: I don't own any "Four Brothers" characters. This might be kind of cheesy but I like it. And I know that there would probably be more swearing than this, but I don't like writing like that so this is the best I'll do. Enjoy! Read and review please!!

Jack, Bobby, and Angel came home one night from playing hockey. The house smelled like food cooking. There was music playing and they heard singing. Sophie was staying at her mom's so they knew it wasn't her. Jack walked back to the kitchen first and saw Shae standing at the stove. Bobby and Angel came up behind him. Shae was singing as she worked around the kitchen. Finally, she turned and saw the three of them standing in the doorway.

"Hi, guys," she greeted them. "I'm home."

"Yeah, we can see that," Jack responded then wrapped his sister in a hug.

"We didn't see your car outside," Angel stated.

"You just didn't look hard enough, it's out there."

"How was your vacation?" Bobby asked her as he grabbed a few beers from the refrigerator for his brothers and him.

"I went to the beach, how could it have been bad?"

"I thought you looked tan," Jack told her.

Shae turned back to the stove then glanced back at Bobby who had taken a seat at the breakfast table. "There was a message for me when I got back, from the police."

"What'd they say?" he responded.

"They wanted me to come down to the station to talk to them about you guys."

"And what did you tell 'em?"

"I called them back and said I had a mountain of receipts and a plane ticket to prove I wasn't anywhere near here and that I had no idea what you guys had been up to. I told them the truth."

"We took care of business-"

She held up her hand before he could finish. "I don't want to hear anymore. I like pretending nothing happened. Oh, and I like the bullet holes all in this house. It better gets fixed."

Shae came down the stairs in heels and a nice dress. Bobby and Angel were on the couch watching TV. Bobby looked at her as she pulled on her nice jacket.

"Where are you goin'?" Bobby asked her and she turned.

"Oh, I'm going out with some friends." She turned back to the stairs. "Jackie, if you don't get your ass down here I'm leaving without you."

"You're taking Crackerjack with you?"

Shae rolled her eyes. "He saw me getting ready and wouldn't quit bugging me until I agreed to let him come with me."

"You roll out the rules for him?" Angel interjected.

"What?" she replied.

"You always lay down the rules when one of us is around your friends."

She giggled. "Yeah, I did. He gets extra rules." She looked back up the stairs. "Jesus, Jack get down here." Then he came running down the stairs.

"Is this ok?" he asked her and turned around for her to assess his outfit.

"Yeah, it's fine, let's go." She pulled her keys from her purse. "We'll be back early I'm sure," Shae said to Bobby and Angel.

At one in the morning Jack and Shae came into the house. Shae was holding her heels in her hands. Jack was laughing at her as she stumbled through the foyer. He helped her take off her coat and he hung it on the rack.

"I followed the rules, Shae. What happened to you?" Jack stated with a laugh.

"I am fine, thank you. Let me go, I'll get up the stairs by myself." She pulled away from him and started up the stairs. She stumbled and he rushed up to help her.

"Yeah, you seem fine." Jack helped Shae up the stairs to her room and she crashed onto the bed. He stood back and laughed at her again.

"What's with all the noise, Jackie?" Bobby was behind him rubbing the back of his head.

Jack shook his head. "Man, Shae can throw 'em back but she can't hold her liquor very well."

Bobby laughed. "Yeah, you can't either. I guess you got a taste of what we have to put up with when you get wasted."

"Well, it's weird when it's your big sister who's stumbling all over the place. She's gonna feel like shit in the morning."

"Yeah, I'm headin' to bed. Night, man."

Later that same morning Bobby and Jack were sitting in the kitchen when Shae came down the stairs. She had her hair pulled up and a hooded zip-up sweatshirt on. She was holding her head as she made her way to the coffee pot.

"Not a word from any of you," Shae stated as she poured a cup of coffee.

"So, Jackie, did you follow the rules last night?" Bobby asked and they both laughed.

"Oh, my God," Shae moaned as she sat down and put her head in her hand. "I feel like shit." She lifted her head. "Jack, did I make a complete ass of myself last night?"

"Do I have to answer that?"

"Oh, no. I did, didn't I?"

"Well, there was some flirting with some butt ugly guy then you were dancing. Your friends were doing pretty much the same thing, though."

"Ok, that makes it a little better, I guess. Well, did you have fun? Especially watching your big sister make a fool of herself."

"Yeah I had a good time. Your friends are pretty fun too."

"Have a beer it'll help," Bobby told her and started to the fridge.

"No, trust me, it won't." She drank down the coffee.

The guys got up from the table a few minutes later then Shae left the kitchen as well. When she came back down, the guys were outside fixing the front of the house. She sat on the steps and tied her tennis shoes. She then pulled on her hat and gloves and zipped up her jacket.

"Where you going?" Jeremiah asked. He had come over to help his brothers fix the house up.

"There's an older woman who lives a few doors down, and I walk her dog everyday for about an hour for her. I should've been there earlier she's probably wondering where I am."

"You're going for a walk with a hang over?" Jack inquired.

She looked at him. "Yeah, and maybe I should take you, and get some muscle on your scrawny ass."

"Man, you're just like Ma," Bobby interjected after laughing at Shae's joke.

"What?" she replied.

"You're always doing something for somebody else, can't sleep till everyone else is doing ok. Two saints."

"I can't help it. I just like doing things for other people. Maybe you guys will learn something if you stick around for a while." She didn't let them respond and started jogging down the sidewalk.

When Shae got back from her walk, she changed her clothes and collected up her dirty laundry. Then she went to each of the guys and asked them for their laundry. She took all the bags and baskets downstairs then took her school bag down to the table. She loaded the washer then sat at the table and pulled out a stack of papers. That's when Bobby came into the kitchen.

"You never quit, do you?"

"If I stop then I'll fall asleep or start to get lazy, so if I keep going then I'll get more stuff done."

He sat down across from her at the table. "How come you turned out so good, and the rest of us are so screwed up? You put yourself through college, you teach little kids and waitress, and you take care of so many other people."

"I just guess because I didn't settle. Like with Jack, for example, he was abused when he was a kid and everything but instead of trying to get passed it or whatever he just kind of sunk into this innocent, scared little boy mentality. He lets all of us take care of him, and I think he looks up to you but he's scared of you at the same time."

"So, what are you saying? That you had it rough as a kid, too but you chose to put it behind you and make your life better?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying. I could be out on the streets now, or doing something not-so-reputable, but I chose to make my life better. Plus having a Mom, who was a saint kind of helped; I looked up to her and wanted to be a lot like her. But I'm not perfect."

"You're pretty damn close."

She laughed. "I had my moments."

"Yeah, sure. Name one thing you did that was so bad."

She cringed. "Do I have to?"

"Yeah, since you claim you weren't always so perfect I wanna know what you did that was so bad."

She leaned back in her chair and met his gaze. "I lost my virginity when I was fourteen because I was high. Then I thought I was pregnant and thank God I was wrong."

"For you, that's pretty bad. Fourteen? Jesus, Shae."

"Yeah, and if Ma was still around I'd be begging you not to tell her right now."

"Ma knew everything we did. If you think you ever got one over on her you're crazy." He took a beer from the refrigerator.

"Trust me; there were things she didn't know. Jackie's the worst at keeping secrets, when we were kids he told Ma everything I told him not to."

"Yeah, and I'm sure she got him to confess every sin when she asked him. He's such a little fairy."

Shae shook her head. "You seriously need a new joke. It's startin' to get on my nerves. Just because he's not a hard ass like you, doesn't make him gay or a fairy or whatever."

"He's our little brother we're supposed to give him a hard time."

She rolled her eyes and got up from the table when the washing machine buzzed. Bobby wasn't usually one for serious conversation but he appreciated having Shae around for that. The last time he had seen her she was just starting college, and she wasn't half as grown up as she was now. It seemed to him like it had happened over night.