A/N: tAdA!

Adam laughed and speeded down the road. He had picked up a friend, Isaac, and was going off to a bar. "Do you have the fakes?"

"Yeah. I made your name Jimmy Holand." Isaac said.

"What's your name?" Adam asked, taking the fake ID and slipping it into his pocket.

"Isaac Winston."

"That's your real name!"

"Very good Adam. I am proud of you for seeing that." Isaac laughed.

Adam punched him and then looked at the road, "Dude. My new dad is a totally creep."

"How so?" Isaac asked, examining his ID card.

"He just never lets me do anything and is determined to be my dad, but I am NOT going to let him be my dad."

"Why not? You're lucky Adam. My dad is a drinker and a druggie, just like your adopted father, but I don't get a replacement. I wish I could have your dad in place of mine." Isaac mumbled. "He doesn't know what you have done. You should consider this a clean slate. You can be a better person now. You can be a good kid. I've lost that chance, but you haven't man. If he is trying to be your dad, then he obviously loves you and can see the good kid in there." Isaac looked at him, "Give him a chance."

"When did you get all gooey?" Adam asked him with a frown.

Isaac sighed and said, "I'm just saying! This guy has taken you... AND Steven into his home... he barely knows you, yet he wants to keep you warm and fed and all that shit. He obviously isn't just some guy that wants your mom. Don't get pissed at him already. You don't know the real him yet."

"His daughter is hot." Adam said, completely ignoring Isaac's words. The truth was... he was taking those words hard. He knew that Isaac was right.

"You mean your new sister?"

"Yup." Adam said, laughing slightly.

"That means I can have a go at her then." Isaac said, deciding to try to ease Adam into Cal later. He was curious of what Cal was like. According to Adam he was the devil, but Isaac knew better then that. He wanted to meet him. And he had a feeling that he would tonight.

"Sure. You'll meet her tonight probably. I get the jist that she likes a bad boy... so." Adam winked and Isaac laughed.

.:.

Cal stared at Gillian. "I can't believe he did this!" He yelled madly.

Gillian leaned against the counter and sighed. Adam just ruined everything. Why would he do that? "Cal." She said, hoping to calm him.

"NO! He stole my car!" Cal walked around the counter and looked at her, "There is no excuse for this. No psychological reason for him to take my car."

She looked at him and said, "I am sure that he isn't doing anything wrong."

"Other than going on a joy ride with my car? Yeah. Then there's nothing wrong." He hissed, "Gillian! I paid good money for that car!"

"Cal. Calm down. Yelling won't help us."

"Why the blood hell would he do that? I wasn't mean to him! I took him into my home! And he feels the need to steal me car?" Cal yelled.

Gillian grabbed his arm and looked up at him, "Stop. You need to stop. He will get back eventually. Do you want to... where is Steven?" She asked, her eyes becoming wide.

"Are you fucking serious?" Cal asked, running upstairs, although he knew that no one was up there. "You have got to be bloody kidding me!" He yelled. "I lost two kids in an hour? What the hell?" He paced in the kitchen.

.:.

"When am I going home?" Steven asked Tommy with wide eyes.

"I dunno. When Adam is ready for you?"

"Shouldn't I call my dad?" Steven asked, sitting on the couch.

Tommy stared at him and said, "Nah... Adam told him that you were here." He frowned because he sure as hell knew that Adam didn't do that.

"You're lying."

"Don't worry. Just hang out. Go to bed. Go on the computer. Watch a movie. I will take care of things." Tommy said with a smile. He threw a pizza box on the coffee table in his house and said, "Dinner. If you haven't already eaten."

.:.

Adam stared at the man behind the counter, "I am 21."

"Got an ID?" The man asked with a doubting expression.

"Oh yeah." Adam dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out the fake, "There you are my good man."

The man took it and examined it, "Alright. Whatever. I can't be charged for allowing minors to drink then." The man handed them each two beers and then look at the next people.

"Nice job with the fakes." Adam said once they had sat down at a table.

"Where did you get the car?" Isaac asked, opening his beer bottle.

"What?"

"The one that you picked me up in. Where did you get it?"

"Oh. It's my dads." Adam said with a shrug.

"I'm guessing you didn't ask?"

"Hell no." Adam said, chugging his beer.

Isaac nodded and stared at his friend, "Who's with Steven?"

"Tommy."

He nodded again and took another sip, "What if you mess up your dad's car?"

"Then I mess it up." Adam said, laughing slightly. "Enough of this. Drink your beer."

"What are we drinking too?"

Adam laughed and raised his bottle, "To hopefully crashing his car!"

Isaac laughed and clinked his bottle to Adam's.

A/N: WELL someone gonna get in trouble ^.^ leave reviews!