A/N: So, I have tons of ideas for this chapter! I'll give recognition for them at the end!

Disclaimer: I own the story line and some characters.

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While the adults were downstairs still soaking in the news of Mr. Tipton's death, the kids were upstairs in Brady's room. Bentley, Travis, and Brady were on the bed as they played Call of Duty: Modern Warfare.

Kinley was in the spinning chair with Amy in her lap while Amanda sat on the ground, filing her nails.

Amanda sighed and stood up. She walked over in front of the TV, blocking the boys' view. "I'm officially bored."

"And… What do you want us to do about it?" Brady asked as he paused the game.

"Let's play a game," she suggested.

"We are playing a game," Brady defended.

Amanda rolled her eyes. "Not a video game, you pinhead! I'm talking about a real game; one that requires running and hiding."

Amy finally spoke. "Like hide and seek?" she asked quietly.

"Close," Amanda confirmed. "Sardines."

The confused look on everyone else's faces caused her to continue. "Sardines: A game that is played outside, in the dark, and with pairs. One pair goes off and hides while the other pairs stay inside and count. After a few minutes, the other pairs come outside and look for the hidden pair. Although, when you find the hidden pair, you hide with them. And the last pair to find the hidden people loses, so they have to hide next," she explained. "Make sense?"

The rest of the kids nodded. "So, who determines the pairs?" Travis asked.

Amanda's mouth formed a straight line while she thought. "Let's draw straws."

"Different sized paper strips, okay?" Kinley asked.

Amanda nodded."Pair with the smallest strip hides first."

Kinley began ripping paper into three different sizes with two identical strips of each. She grabbed Brady's hat off his head and dumped the pieces into it, then raised it in the air above everyone's heads."Alright, who's first?"

Bentley smiled and raised his hand to get out a sheet of paper. Soon after, everyone followed. They then held up their strips to each others, comparing the sizes.

"Well, it looks like the teams are Bentley with Travis, me with Amy, and Brady with Amanda; who are hiding first 'cause they have the smallest strips," Kinley informed.

Bentley and Travis high-fived as Brady and Amanda scowled at each other. "This should be interesting," Kinley whispered to Bentley, who nodded in agreement.

The six kids went downstairs to begin the game. "Okay, the boundaries are the ends of your street and come out after two minutes," Amanda instructed. "Also, don't follow each other… That totally ruins the game."

Bentley took out his phone and set the timer for two minutes as Brady and Amanda went outside to hide.

Kinley turned to her twin brother. "I thought you were going to go with Chandler to the doctor…"

Bentley raised his eyebrows. "How did you know that?"

Kinley shrugged. "I overheard you and Mom talking," she answered.

"Kids, what are you doing?" Bailey asked from the living room.

"Playing a game," Bentley and Kinley answered in unison.

"What game?" Maddie asked.

"Sardines, Mom," Travis replied.

Maddie turned to the adults. "I have no idea what that is…"

Zack smiled. "I love that game!" He turned to the kids in the hallway. "Be careful! Don't let the cops get you," he warned with a wink.

Travis rolled his eyes. "Very funny, Dad."

Bentley's phone beeped. "Okay, two minutes is up. Let's go!"

Kinley took a hold of Amy's hand and went out the door, followed by Bentley and Travis. "We'll go left, so you go right," Kinley said.

Bentley nodded. "Okay and Sis?"

Kinley turned around. "Yes Bubby?"

"It's on," Bentley challenged.

Kinley winked and led Amy into the darkened street as the boys went in the opposite direction.

~*~*~*~

"This is the crappiest hiding spot ever! Remind me to never let you be in charge again," Amanda whispered in an irritated tone.

Brady frowned. "I think it's pretty good," he argued.

Amanda rolled her eyes. "What makes you think that hiding in a freakin' tree will keep them from finding us?"

"Well, if you'd shut your freakin' mouth, then maybe they won't!" Brady shot back.

They glared at each other hard, but then Brady's face softened. "What happened to you, Amanda? We use to be so close..."

"Yeah, when we were eight," Amanda muttered. She looked back up to Brady, who was waiting for her explanation. Amanda continued, "It happened about three years ago, when my dad screwed everything up..."

~*~*~*~

Bentley and Travis made their way down the dark street, checking behind bushes and in cars. "Where are they?" Travis asked, more to himself than to Bentley.

"I don't know," Bentley answered. He ran a hand through his brown hair and breathed out. "What kind of game is this, anyway?!"

Travis shrugged. "So," he said, changing the subject. "I thought you were going with Chandler tonight."

Bentley turned around to face his cousin. "Weird, Kinley asked me the same exact thing. Did you two team up or something?"

Travis shook his head. "I was just curious, that's all."

Bentley sighed. "I told her that I can go with her to any other appointment, but that Addison and Woody only are in town for a short time," he explained.

"How did she take that?" Travis asked.

"She agreed. Actually, she seemed ecstatic that I couldn't go," Bentley replied.

"That's weir-" Travis began.

"Shh..." Bentley interrupted, putting a finger in Travis' face. "Do you hear that?"

Travis listened carefully to his surrounding areas. "Bentley, I don't hear anything."

Bentley laughed uneasily. "I guess it was just my imagination..."

~*~*~*~

"...you know how my dad gets transferred a lot?" Amanda asked. Brady nodded, so she continued, "Well, we were living in L.A. and I had met this friend."

"A friend?" Brady asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes, a friend, Brady! Now, shut up and listen," she ordered. "Where was I? Oh yeah, I met this friend and we had grown close. Very close. So, when my dad dropped the bomb on me that we were moving again, I flipped. I began yelling at him and not doing anything either of my parents told me. And since then, I've never been able to make friends as easily 'cause we keep moving. I blame him for all my misery..."

"You shouldn't blame him for anything, Amanda," Brady assured. "He loves you and wants the be-"

"The best for me. Yeah, I know but sometimes I wish that we didn't have to move so much. I'd do or give anything to move back here..." She locked eyes with Brady and added, "With you..."

Brady smiled. "I'd like that..."

Amanda smiled back and began to lean in. Brady stiffened as he felt her give him a soft kiss. She pulled away, feeling his tension. "I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't ha-"

Before she could finish, Brady crushed his lips back to hers, kissing her fiercely. Amanda closed her eyes and placed a hand on Brady's cheek, molding her lips against his with just as much passion.

~*~*~*~

"Come on, Amy!" Kinley exclaimed. Amy didn't follow, just continued to stare up into a tree. "Amy!"

Amy looked back to Kinley and pointed up to the tree.

Kinley sighed and stepped towards the smaller girl. "You know Amy, one of these days you're going to have to talk or else people won't understand you." She looked up in the tree and covered Amy's eyes, gasping. "What the hell is going on here?!" she yelled upon seeing her baby brother and Amanda in their state.

Brady and Amanda broke apart and gasped. "Kinley! Oh hey, you found us! I guess the boys have to hide next..." Amanda laughed.

Kinley's jaw dropped. "Both of you get down here NOW!"

Brady and Amanda slowly came back down the tree. "Kins, please don't act like Mom and yell at us. We're fourteen, so we're practically adults," Brady said.

Kinley smiled in disbelief. "Oh! Oh, oh, oh!" She laughed and pushed the hair out of her eyes. "You really think you're adults, huh?"

"Isn't that I just said?!" Brady asked.

Dogs began barking loudly from behind a fence, causing all four kids to jump. "Oh shit," Kinley cursed.

"Hey, watch your mouth around my little sister!" Amanda told Kinley.

"Watch my mouth?! Why don't you control that vacuum of yours so it doesn't suck my little brother's face off?" Kinley defended.

"STOP!" a small voice yelled. Brady, Kinley, and Amanda looked down at the eight year old. "Would you please stop being mean too each other?!" Amy yelled.

Amanda half-smiled. "Sorry, sweetie," she said, trying to play 'good big sister'. "Let's get back to the house, hmmm?" She turned back around and shot Kinley an evil look before guiding Amy back to the Martin's.

Kinley sighed and put an arm around Brady. "You got alotta guts, kid. You know that?" she asked, ruffling his hair.

Bentley and Travis suddenly walked up. "Hey, what happened?! I thought we were playing a game here!" Bentley exclaimed.

"Well, we were until Sir Kiss-a-Lot over here-," Kinley began, gesturing toward Brady. "-went and ruined it when I found him and Miss Attitude K-I-S-S-I-N-G in a tree."

"Hot damn," Bentley muttered. "You are definitely my little brother!"

"Way to go, dude!" Travis gave his cousin a fist pound.

Kinley rolled her eyes. "Come on, let's go back home. This is enough drama for one night." At that, she walked off, leaving the boys in the street to bask in Brady's glory.

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A/N: Wooh! Way to go, Brady! Haha:) So, yeah, this chapter was centered on the kids. Hope you enjoyed it!

Recognitions:
***Den123 for inspiring the idea of the kiss. He said that girls with attitudes like Amanda would take advantage of shy boys like Brady, which gave me an 'aha' moment! So, thanks Den! :)
***I played Sardines at a party the other night (which by the way, is sooo much fun) but as I was writing, I couldn't help but think of 'Manhunt' by Snapplelinz. So, thanks Snapp! :)

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