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This moment should have been marked in the calender, not just cos of the stupid faces the three brothers made, but also cos of the fact that none of them said a word! Three speechless Mercers! A miracle! So Jack showed a big grin, trying not to laugh. Finally, they found their voices again. All three of them. At the same time. "You son of a gun! – How long have you been awake? – You're so grounded – Damned it, I knew mom wouldn't want you to be with her right now. – Stupid, little fairy, how dare you do that to us!" The babble was deafening, still Jack brust into a laughter. And regreted this seconds later cos a wave of pain went from his head down into his toes. He squirmed in pain and from a second to another, Angel, Jerry and Bobby transformed into higly educated nurses. "Don't move, little fair. – You need to rest. – That's what happens when you're fucking stupid enough to get yourself shot – Have a sip of water, you'll feel better right away – WE NEED A DOCTOR!" Again, this was way to funny not to laugh and this time, the four brothers lauged together.
Some time later, the Doc and the Nurse left the room. According to them, Jack would be able to go home within a few days. He was still weak but his bullet-holes healed fast. So the three other brothers rushed home to prepare the house for Jack's return. It looked like someone launched a grenade inside the house. Even though Sofi was around, she didn't care to clean up after the boys. So they had to do it. And while they were busy trying to find out the right way to use floor cleaner and washing powder, they didn't realise that someone was watching them from outside. Even Bobby and his street-sense for trouble were caught in operating the dishwasher, which was trouble enough.
Four days later Jack was finally allowed to go home. And guess what, those four days had been enoug for the three guys turning the complete house upside down once more. So Jack entered the house on his crutches and found himself in an all to familiar chaos. "Mom would kill us", he stated. "What do you mean "us", baby brother?", Angel asked, giving him "the look". Of course, being the youngest out of four had its benefits from time to time. Jack smirked: "Good to be home", and made his way up the stairs, circumstantially weird with the crutches. Entering it, he found the window replaced which Angel destroyed in the shot-out and everything cleaned up. Even his clothes were washed and placed were they belonged. The only thing different was the strong smell of some kind of cleaner, proably with chlorine. "What the hell did they clean with this?" he asked himself. A second later he realized that his clothes smelled like waaaaaaaaaaayyyy to much fabric softener. Mom would have given them a big facepalm by the looks of this. But to hell with this, he was home again. So he sprawled himself on the bed, happy to have some time for himself. By that second, he didn't know that his brother's had been brainwashed secretly and now were sweet, little, annoying nurses on the inside. Jack had just closed his eyes to take a nap when the door flew open for the first time. "Need anything, little fairy?", Bobby asked. "Nope" Another 5 minutes later Angel almost kicked in the door: "Do you want something to eat, white boy?" "Nope" And another 5 minutes later, yeah, who would have thought, Jerry peeked inside: "You alright?" And this went on for the entire day. One time, Jack heard Sofi saying: "Cut the boy a break, he's no fucking five years old, ya know?" And on was the fight. But Jack didn't pay much attention, put his blanket over his head. Not that the others cared much. Every 5 to 10 minutes the doof flew open and a random question was thrown into the room. At some point Jack lost it. Jack. Lost. It. Attention to this fact cos calm Jack actually freaking out, now that was a day to remember. Bobby was just standing in the door-frame, asing for the bazillionst time if he needed anything as Jack threw a pillow straight into Bobby's face: "FUCK NO! I DON'T NEED A DAMN THING! FOR FUCK SAKE, LEAVE ME ALONE FOR A FUCKING WHILE, WILL YA? And just as remarkable, Bobby just left the room.
Finally, Jack was allowed to sleep. It was in the middle of the night when he woke up, hearing a strange noise. He was sure that someone would try and peep inside his room silently, trying to not wake him up. But no, that was something else. Way to cautios. The steps sounded like someone was trying to sneak around. Jack knew all about it, he used to try that when he was younger, getting out of the house. He got up from the bed, took his crutches and opened the door.
In the room that formerly belong to Evelyn, Bobby was still awake and stared holes into the ceiling. He was more worried about Jack than he would ever admit to anyone. He was home now, ok, and hell yeah, he was getting better by the hour. But Jack threw a pillow at him, that made him think. Of course, Bobby knew he couldn't protect Jack from anything and certrainly not forever. He had to let go at a certain point. But Jack just had the magical talent of not just pulling a hat out of a rabbit, no, he was a master of disaster, trouble followed him like the dark side of the force.