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"Brady, how did you open the door?" Bailey asked, stepping into her daughter's empty room. "It was locked last time I checked."

Brady smiled. "That's for me to know and for you to never find out."

Bailey sighed and ran a hand over her face. "Why is this happening to our family?!"

Cody entered Kinley's room and walked toward the window. He peered outside and said, "Well, she obviously went out this way." He paused, then added, "Remind me to nail her window shut so she doesn't sneak out anymore..."

"This is too much for me to handle right now," Bailey informed. Without warning, she left the room.

Cody frowned. "Boys, go to your rooms." Bentley and Brady turned to go back to their rooms. "Bentley?"

Bentley faced his dad once more. "Yeah?" he asked in a hoarse whisper.

"We'll talk later," Cody answered. Bentley nodded and continued to go to his room. Cody went downstairs in search of Bailey, who was in their bedroom, folding laundry. "Bails," he said, using one of her many nicknames he had been calling her since they were teens.

"What?" Bailey asked, coldly. She continued to fold clothes and towels aggressively, taking every five seconds or so to wipe her eyes and nose.

Cody slowly walked behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. Bailey stopped folding and twisted out of his grip to face him. She smiled before losing herself to tears, then rested her head on Cody's shoulder. "Shh..." he soothed, running his fingers through her hair while his other hand pulled Bailey closer to him.

Bailey leaned back and stared into Cody's eyes. "Why us, Cody?! We never got in trouble in high school and I thought we raised the twins to be like us!"

"We still have our youngest, sweetheart," Cody reminded her.

"Brady's a good boy. He will be our future," Bailey said, smiling. "Well, if he can bring his grades up."

Cody nodded in agreement. "We just need to sit him down and walk him through it."

"I've already tried that..." Bailey stated.

"But I haven't..." Cody raised an eyebrow.

"Fine, but I bet you won't help him anymore than I did."

"Is that a challenge, dear?"

Bailey pursed her lips and got closer to Cody. "Yes, yes it is."

Cody chuckled and gave Bailey a quick kiss. "Now, what do we do about the juvenile delinquents that we call our children?"

Bailey closed her eyes in thought. "I have no idea..."

"Why don't we just play it by ear, then? Sound good?"

Bailey nodded as Cody pulled her into his arms.

~*~*~*~

Kinley ran across the lawn toward the gate that led into the backyard. When she tried to open the gate, it didn't budge. She groaned and grabbed the steel lock. "Dad!" she grumbled. He obviously knows I've sneaked out... I'll just call Bent- She stopped searching her pockets and groaned. You're so stupid, Kinley. You don't have your phone.

Kinley stomped back across the fresh, spring grass, not caring if anyone caught her. She jumped as a car horn blared from the driveway. The passenger window rolled down and Maddie yelled, "Going somewhere, Kinley?"

"Hey Aunt Maddie. Actually just getting home..." Kinley answered.

Maddie and Travis got out of the car. Travis walked over to his older cousin. "Hey, Kinley. Check it out-" He extended a white piece of paper. "-I got my permit!" He smiled proudly.

Kinley took the paper and unfolded it. "You got it yesterday?" She looked to Maddie. "And you're already letting him drive?"

Maddie widened her eyes. "Practice makes perfect," she answered.

"But if there is no such thing as perfect, then why practice?" Travis chimed in.

Maddie lightly wacked him on the back of his head. "Do you want to drive or not?"

"Yes..." he mumbled.

Kinley laughed. "So, let me just warn you, my dad will probably lose it when he sees me..."

"You sneak out?" Maddie asked.

Kinley nodded and rubbed her bare arms.

"Niiice," Travis said with a wide grin.

Maddie scoffed. "Let's go in."

The three family members walked up to the front door. Maddie rang the doorbell and knocked a couple times. After a few moments, Bailey answered the door. "Hey Bailey, we picked up something for you."

Bailey glared at Kinley but quickly smiled to her sister-in-law. "Come on in."

Everyone followed Bailey into the house, and into the living room. "Well, this has been fun! I'm just going to leave now," Kinley said, racing for the stairs.

"Not. So. Fast." Bailey grabbed her daughter by the back of her hair.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Mom, let go!" Kinley yelled, trying to break free of Bailey's grip.

"Not until you tell me where you went," Bailey replied, still holding onto Kinley's blonde locks.

"I-I was with..." She gulped. "...Chandler."

Bailey sighed. "No, you weren't..."

"Don't jump to conclusions!" Kinley defended.

"I know you weren't because she called your phone and told you that she was pregnant!" Bailey shouted. Maddie gasped from the doorway.

Kinley was shocked as she took in the news. "Channy's pregnant?" she asked in disbelief.

"Unfortunately..." Bailey answered.

"Oh my Gosh! I'm sooo going to kick Bentley's a-" Bailey cleared her throat. "-butt!" Kinley finished with a weak smile.

"Thank you. Now, why don't you and Travis go upstairs so I can talk to Aunt Maddie. I'll let your father deal with you later."

"Better than being down here," Kinley muttered, climbing the stairs.

"Heard you!" Bailey called.

"Don't care!" Kinley called back. She and Travis walked into Brady's room.

"Awh! The prodigal daughter returns," Brady said. "Where have you been, Sis?"

"Places with people," she sort of explained. "You wanna play Rock Band?"

Brady smiled. "Sure. I'll set it up." He stood up and began getting the guitars and drum set.

"Why don't you ask Bentley if he wants to play?" Travis offered.

Kinley nodded and walked down the hall. She knocked lightly on Bentley's door and let herself in. "Hey, Bubby," she said, calling him by his childhood name. "Brady, Travis, and I are playing Rock Band. You want in?"

Bentley said nothing, but continued to lie on his bed, staring at the ceiling and strumming his electric guitar.

"Bubby?" Kinley asked again, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Just answer yes or no, please."

"No," Bentley stated, monotone.

Kinley bit her lower lip. "Alright, that's cool... Maybe some other time..."

Bentley kept silent as Kinley left his room and moped back to Brady's.

"What'd he say?" Travis asked, eyes focused on the screen.

"It appears that my other half will not be joining us," Kinley said. She sat down on the stool and began tapping the drums. "What song should we rock out to?"

"Any one is good with me," Brady answered.

"Same here," Travis agreed.

Kinley scrolled through the list before landing on the perfect song. "Here, let's do this one: Should I Stay or Should I Go?"

~*~*~*~

Maddie and Bailey were in the kitchen having a conversation. "So, Zack told me about Kinley and the party last night..."

Bailey sighed. "I don't know what to do... I can't seem to control any of my kids!"

"Brady's a good kid, Bailey," Maddie comforted.

"Still," Bailey said. "I wish they were more like Travis. He's so well behaved!"

"Not all the time... He's still a fifteen year old boy."

"I swear, I think my children got Zack's genes and Travis got Cody's!"

Maddie laughed. "I have to agree on that..."

"At least Travis doesn't go to parties and get drunk or sneak out his window." She paused, then continued. "Or get teenage girls pregnant..."

Maddie blinked and looked away, speechless.

Bailey put her head in her hands. "What am I going to do, Maddie?!"

Maddie walked over and put a gentle hand on Bailey's back. "You'll know in time..."

"Time can only make things worse. I'll be a grandmother in a matter of months!"

Again, Maddie couldn't think of anything to say. So, she kept quiet and continued to comfort Bailey.

~*~*~*~

Bentley lay motionless, soaking in the silence around him. His phone rang, bringing him out of his own world. He didn't move, but just listened to the specific ringtone he assigned to Chandler. Bentley sighed and picked up the phone, answering, "He-hello?"

"Hi Bentley," Chandler said. "What's up?"

"I think you should be the one to answer that question," Bentley replied, coldly.

Chandler breathed heavily. "Y-you know, I take it?"

"Yes, and when were you going to tell me?!"

"Uh, right now considering I called you!"

"You should've told me first! Not my sister!"

"She's my best friend!" she defended.

"But I'm your boyfriend! Also, the father of our baby!" Bentley yelled.

"Bentley, you're not getting my point!"

"I don't care about your point, Chandler!"

"Bentley! Why are you reacting like this?!"

"Because I just found out that I'm going to be a father at seventeen!"

"And I'm going to be a mother at seventeen! What's the difference?!"

Silence.

"Call me back when you figure out what to do," Bentley ordered.

"Bent-" Chandler began, but Bentley hung up. He picked up his pillow and threw it against the wall before breaking down into sobs.

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A/N: Oh dear! Oh my! This is rather long, don't you think? The only hard part was the wording in some situations. Also, sorry if there are any grammar or spelling errors. It's late and I don't feel like doing triple checks like I normally do... :)

Few Disclaimers: I don't Rock Band or the song Should I Stay or Should I Go?

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