Well hi. To be perfectly honest, this chapter's been written and up on DA for a while now...I just never got around to posting it.
Because I'm awesome like that.
Anyways...
Age differences!
Carter is 10,Adam is 24, Victoria is 23, and Molly is 18.
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She knew something was wrong.
Victoria had gone to visit her sister, idily chatting with Tiana a little while waiting for her to come home when she heard Molly come in, running right upstairs and to her room. Excusing herself from the conversation, she dashed upstairs with a light step, stopping outside the door and lightly knocking. "Sis?"
"...Come in."Molly replied after a moment, still sounding upset to Victoria's ears.
Stepping inside, she sat on the bed next to her sister and asked what was wrong. Almost immediately, Molly latched onto her, and spilled her guts about everything-about her boyfriend finding a new girlfriend after she fought so hard to get him back, and how it hurt her so badly to be tossed aside like this.
"I really thought he still loved me. I did everything to try and make him happy. I'm not stupid, I'm only 18 and I didn't expect to marry him, but why does he have to be such an ass!"
"I don't know sis..."Victoria said softly, at a loss at what to say. She didn't have much experience in relationships, seeing as her one with Jack wasn't quite healthy, and meeting Adam had been pure luck. She wished, in a way, she had more experience-she might be able to say something to Molly, something to help her get over the heartbreak-she didn't deserve it.
After a little bit, Molly asked to be left alone for a bit. Giving her one last hug, Victoria obliged, leaving to let her sister think-and hopefully, heal at least a little bit.

She stopped by as much as she could that summer. Even when she couldn't Carter was able to a few times, though it was a high risk, due to Tiana being the way she was.
It made things hard sometimes.

It had been a surprise to hear the doorbell ring that afternoon. They had all been discussing their plans to visit Jane and her new baby girl in the hospital, and bring Tyler some clean clothes, when it rang. Automatically standing to get it, Victoria was worried when she saw her teary-eyed sister, and confused about the boy who was with her. He looked to be about fifteen, with green eyes and brown hair-no one she knew out of Molly's friends.
"Molly, what's wrong? And Who's your friend?"
"It's Oliver," Molly replied with a what seemed to be a forced smile.

Molly walked inside and to the living room just off the main hall while Victoria attacked Oliver with hugs and questions, listening intently to his answers.
Carter, however, had noticed Molly seemed to tune out to what was going on, lost in thought. Sensing in his gut something was wrong, he walked over to her and hugged her, in an attempt to comfort her. Knowing by the way she just rested her head on his chest that she didn't want to talk, he took a quick look at his brother who nodded in agreement. So he just hugged her, the only thing he really could do right now.
Once Oliver returned to his normal form, though, Molly drifted over to her sister while Adam and Carter caught up with Oliver, telling him about what had happened while he was gone and learning about what had happened with him since then as well.
Victoria,meanwhile, was holding Molly, resting her head on her sister's and lightly stroking her hair. She knew her sister's body language enough to know better then to ask about things right now, watching as her boys caught up with their friend as she comforted her sis in the only way she knew.

After a little while, Adam drifted over to help comfort Molly, and Carter and Oliver started talking between themselves-mainly, Oliver asking what was going on with Molly and the boy she had run into while they were walking around before arriving here.
Carter admitted he wasn't sure, though he did remark "*They always seemed so close… They were inseparable, literally"
Oliver seemed worried about this. "*Did he find out that she talks to… our kind?"
"*I don't think so. Molly was careful when it came to us because she was too afraid to lose us. Not after losing her father and you and your father. She missed you all too much." Was Carter's reply.
Oliver had to give a small smile at this-he loved the fact they meant so much to her, but he hated seeing her in pain-seeing her sad. He had seen her beaten and bloody, yes...but he had never wanted her to be heartbroken.
Standing after a moment and walking over to Molly, he took her hand in his.
"*Molly, don't feel like you have to answer me right this minute, but my father has something planned. He needs to know if you are going to stand by our side again." Listening only for now, Victoria waited until Molly spoke.
"I've been waiting three years for this. I'm not going to let you, Christopher or my father down."
Smiling a little, she turned to face Oliver a little better. "What have you got planned?"