June 23, 1973

"Are you sure you're alright?" I asked Two-Bit as I put away the dishes.

He looked at me with a look that he was trying to hide. Unfortunately for him, I could see through; it had disappointment and shame. I knew he wouldn't admit to it. "Yeah," he nodded, "I'm fine."

I turned around to face him. "Are you absolutely one hundred percent sure that you're doin' ok?"

He came over and kissed me forehead. "I'm one hundred percent sure that I'm doin' fine, alright? I gotta go, I'll be back in a few hours to stay with KJ."

I plastered a small smile on my face and nodded as he gave a small smile and walked out of the house.

I had been worried about Two-Bit for a little while now. Ever since he had gotten back, during the night, he had some sort of bad dream. He reacted the same way all three times. Somehow, I had figured out a way that would bring him back to reality all three times and it worked. When he had calmed down, he would be close to tears and would keep apologizing to me. Then the next morning, it'd be like nothing happened. To be honest, I was scaring me, maybe even terrifying me. Every time it would happen, I would think about the Post Traumatic Stress Disorder thing. I didn't like to think that the whole thing might have been that, but it was definitely a possibility, considering the circumstances.

Soda had been able to come back home about a month earlier. He had to stay in the hospital in town for a week and a half when he got back, but that was for tests and all that kind of stuff to make sure he was ok. It was kind of hard for him to walk, but he would use crutches for now so he wouldn't mess up his leg anymore that it was. After a while, he'd be able to just walk with this brace thing on his leg. After he could walk like normal or at least close to it, he'd be able to stop having to go to physical therapy, though he still might have a slight limp- but he didn't seem to mind the possibility of that.

Candy had told me that Soda had the same kind of dream as Two-Bit, but only once. At that point, both of them would worry me to some extent. Of course Two-Bit since he's my husband and the reason for Soda was because he was a bit brother- at least it felt more like that with him to some extent, I could never figure out why.

Two-Bit got home around 10:30 so I could leave to go to the radio station. It took about five minutes to get there but car, but the building was big and had a parking lot that was kind of small, plus my boss wanted everyone who was taking the next few hours to get there a little earlier than when the show started so we could get everything ready to get started.

When I got there, I greeted the building receptionist- her name was Angelina, but everyone called her Lina- who smiled back at me and asked how Two-Bit and KJ were doing. When I had started working at the station, she was the one assigned to help me find my way around the building and give me a tour of the building, which led to us becoming friends and we would go out for lunch on the weekend a lot since neither of us worked on the weekends unless there was a special event.

When I got upstairs, my co-DJ, I guess you would call it, smiled and said hello. When eleven o'clock would hit, it wasn't just me on the radio. The other person I would host with was named Andrew Brown. When I had first heard his name, I knew it was familiar. When I saw him the first time I was in the studio, I instantly recognized him from high school. He was in that guy Griffin's little crew. He had obviously recognized me right away too, because he started going on about how terrible he felt about everything. I forgave him right away, saying that the whole rivalry when we were all teenagers was stupid and pointless either way and it's in the past, which eased his nerves. Two weeks later, we had become friends. He told me to call him Andy from now on, partly cause as soon as he stopped hanging out with Griffin, he went by a nickname, basically as a "fresh start".

"Hey Rain," he greeted me with a smile, "How you doin'?"

I gave a weak smile. "I'm alright, how are you, Andy?" I asked.

"Doin' ok… how's Two-Bit and your son?"

"KJ's good. Two-Bit on the other hand, that's another story."

"We got time."

I gave a small smile. "Ok… ever since he got back from Vietnam, he's been different. Like he's ashamed of himself or something. In the last two months, he's had three bad dreams or at least something like them."

"Has he gone to see anyone about it?"

I shook my head. "No," I sighed, "I want him to though."

He was silent a moment. "Well, have you told him that?"

"Yeah, but he just keep saying that he's fine and nothing's wrong. I know something's wrong, his mom knows, his sister knows, our friends know, I think even KJ knows."

"I had a girlfriend once who had a brother that was like that. He wouldn't admit that there was something wrong but her and her family and friends all knew it. Even I knew it. It took a few months to get it through the guys skull that something was wrong, and that's only cause their mom broke down in tears."

"I don't want it to get to that point where either me or his mom or sister are in tears, though."

"Just talk to him about it. Yell if you have to, cause I know you don't like to yell."

Before either of us could say anything else, the soundboard controller- Mike- started to knock on the window. "Ten seconds," he called.

We nodded and Andy turned to me. "Just talk to him," he said quietly and we got ready for the ten seconds to end.

When the show ended at two in the afternoon, I left for home. Two-Bit had just put KJ down for a nap, so that made my life easier. He stayed and we talked for a little before he had to go back to Rusty's. When he left to go back to the garage, it was quiet in the house.

After staying with KJ for two hours, I decided to go see how Soda and Candy were doing. I hadn't seen them in a week, so I figured I would. I left the house and dropped KJ off with Mrs. Mathews and Keilah, promising that I'd be back soon to get him. She said to take as long as I needed cause she liked to spend time with KJ.

I was with Soda and Candy for about an hour and a half. He had slowly been improving with his leg. Candy was right, he had changed a little bit from when him and Two-Bit left this time, but nothing too major. Candy had said that, over time, he would most likely how he was like when we were all in high school. He just had to readjust back to everyday life at home, she said.

After I left Candy and Soda's house- which was the house where the three Curtis brothers grew up- I went to go and pick up KJ from Mrs. Mathews then went home. When I got there, Two-Bit had just gotten home too. He smiled and walked over to me when he saw me, and I couldn't help but smile back.

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful, no one called the house and no one rang the doorbell and nothing exceptionally good or bad happened. That was becoming the new normal and in some aspects, a good thing. It was at least a good thing when you have a ten month old baby in the house. Plus, I took it as a sign that everything was beginning to calm down in our lives, at least for a little while. At the same time, sometimes it felt weird not having anyone else around.

"You still sure that you're alright?" I asked Two-Bit as we got ready to go to sleep.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. "I'm sure that I'm fine," he laughed, "Why do you keep askin' me that?"

I shrugged a little. "I'm just worried, that's all."

He gave a confused look. "Worried 'bout what?"

"Ok… I know you probably don't wanna hear about this… but those nightmares you've been having."

He paused for a moment. "Well, what about 'em?"

"I'm sorry, but there's obviously something wrong with you. It's clear that you don't wanna even think about it and you just wanna ignore it like it's not there, but that's not gonna help anything. If anything, doing that will just make it worse. And to be hoenest, I really think you should see a doctor."

He sighed a bit, "Rain, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine."

"Clearly, you're not!" I yelled, tears already starting to form in my eyes, "I mean, for cryin' out loud, each time one of those nightmares or whatever the hell they are happen, it takes five minutes until you can calm down. And even then, it's like you're not fully there! You're there, but you're not there, you're somewhere else… if you're not gonna go to the doctor for yourself, do it for me! Do it for KJ! For Keilah! Your mother! Even our friends! Cause you know what? We're all scared to death that something's wrong with you!"

He stood there motionless for what felt like ten hours when in reality it was probably only ten seconds, then sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh and buried his face in his hands. "I'm sorry," he sighed and said quietly.

I walked around to his side and sat down next to him. When I got there, I leaned against his arm and he used his arm to wrap it around my shoulders. "I'm sorry I yelled but I had to," I said quietly, "Just please go to the doctor."

"Alright… I guess I'll go this week."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise."

How sad :(

Ok so what's up! Happy labor day!

My best friends (Alex and Sara with their family) got back from vacation two Fridays ago and last Friday I met with them at the mall cause Alex had a job interview at Yankee Candle (we all hope she gets it!) then went miniature golfing with them. I got a piece of the rope stuck in my hand :D aren't I stupid?

Anyway, is it weird that I'm both nervous and excited for this Saturday? I'm having a sweet sixteen party at build a bear workshop. To be honest, I didn't want a party in general but then I was at the mall with my parents and my mom said "look, if you don't figure out a party you wanna do for your sixteenth birthday, me and your dad are gonna figure one out and you'll have to deal with it" so we walked past build a bear and I had always wanted a party there since I was little so in the middle of the mall I was like "I WANT IT AT BUILD A BEAR" and my dad loved the idea XD and all my friends love the idea. And my best friend Candice (I have more than one best friend) kept guessing it was there and my dad said to say no until we sent the invitations so I messaged the invitations on facebook to the people I invited and she called me on facetime and I didn't pick up yet so she texted me "I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I AM THE TRURE SHERLOCK HOMES" and then I called her back and she said the same thing and I told her she could've spelled true right and she said "shut up! I was right! Shut up!"

That's my friendships for you right there

Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter… by the way, I got someone's opinion from this site who I trust about something I wanna do (you know who you are) and they said it would work so thank you! It will probably happen next chapter and I just realized this chapter is really long, even without my humungo author's note.

Anyway, peace from all the hippies of the world and good luck with school! =^-^=