It was a sunny day in Texas; Pappy Joe was around having a talk with his parents, probably talking about the rodeo. Yesterday had been the rodeo where Lucas had attempted riding Judy the Sheep but fell off pretty quickly. He knows his family weren't too happy about it; he was after all the champ before this. But his older brother Nick told him that he was proud of him, and that was all that mattered to the seven year old. Lucas was ahead of his brother as he made his way to the creek not that far from their campfire site.

"Nick come on. Quickly, before it moves." Lucas called out to his brother as he reached the creek, walking towards the rocks and climbing his way onto the small mound of rocks. The young blond looked over to his brother who just made it over to the rocks and climbed up next to his younger brother. "Look, the fishes. They're colourful. Do you have the jar?"

"Yes Lucas, I have the jar. And they are very pretty, which one do you want?" He asked as he pulled out a jar from the bag he brought along, taking off the lid and placing it in the bag before he reached down to scoop up the shiny blue fish. Lucas didn't need to point it out for Nick to know it was going to be that one. He tried but as soon as the jar hit the water the fish scattered resulting in a defeated sigh leaving the youngest Friar's lips as he sat back on the rock. "Maybe next time, or we can find one in a store." Nick reassured his brother with a small smile.

"You promise?"

"I promise." Nick said as he stood upon the rock, grinning down at his younger brother. Lucas stood up and hugged his brother as a grinned spread across his own lips. But the grin disappeared when they stepped away from the hug, Lucas to the set of rocks but Nick was near the edge so when he took that step back his foot slipped and he stumbled back. Within seconds he had fallen into the shallow watered creek.

A scream could be heard from the young Friar as he saw his brother fall, tears started to form in his eyes as he scrambled to get safely off of the rocks to the creek. The water was heavy as he stepped in and made his way to his brother who was floating in the water. The seven year old was doing his best to pull his brother to the edge, it was hard as the other was taller and heavier then the young boy. But he had managed to get his brother to the edge finally and he could hear his mother's voice as she came closer.

The memory was always one that haunted the Texan to this day, but it was not one that he would tell people about. Lucas took in a deep breath and walked in after his father, Farkle not far behind. His father had told Lucas that if he wanted anything of Nick's, he needed to get it now or it is gone by the next time that Lucas' come back. Lucas led Farkle to what use to be Nick's room. Pictures of the two boys were at the little desk in the corner, the Texan was quick to pick up the photo's and pull out the draw in the small set of desk. Farkle came up behind the other, resting his chin upon his shoulder as they looked down at the photos.

"Is that your brother and you? Let me guess, you're the one wearing blue." Farkle asked with a light grin upon his lips.

"Yeah. It's me and Nick; he was a great older brother. This was taken on our mother's birthday, a month before he passed. I don't know why she took it though, she just did." Lucas spoke with a soft sigh as he ran his finger over the frame. "I'm taking this with me."

"Of course. I brought a spare suitcase, want me to bring it in?"

Lucas gave a small nod of his head and Farkle left the room, heading to the car to get out the empty suitcase before going back inside to Lucas. The brunette opened up the case and set it on the bed before walking over to Lucas giving his hand a light squeeze.

It took a long time for Lucas to go through everything. In the now full suitcase is now; a photo album, the framed photos, a stuffed toy, a half carved piece of wood, two journals and a bunch of books. Lucas now sat down on the bed, Farkle next to him. Their hands intertwined together as they sat in silence, soon a female's voice could be heard, and it sounded like she was talking to Lucas' father. Letting out a small sigh, the Texan stood up and grabbed the suitcase. He wanted to see who this female was. Was his father finally caving into getting a divorce and she was his lawyer? Lucas entered the living area to see his father on the couch with a young brunette curled into his side.

"Father?" Lucas' voice questioned as he looked over at his father, he could feel Farkle grab hold of his hand from behind him.

"Oh, Lucas you still here?" His father replied with.

"Yeah, I just needed some more time in there." His attention then turned to the woman at his father's side. "And who are you?"

"I've heard a lot about ya Lucas. Your father speaks highly of ya. I'm Rena, his wife."

Green eyes bulged out their sockets; he could feel his hand being squeezed a little. "W-Wife? No, his wife is back in New York. My mother." He could not believe this, his father had another wife? Since when? How is he not okay with a divorce, but is okay with marrying another while married to someone, while married to his mother.

"Lucas son, it's not that easy to explain. Why don't you sit down and we can talk about it."

The young Texan shook his head, "Explain what? You won't divorce my mother, but you would marry someone else? Nothing to explain, she must be why you and her have been fighting more often, and why you want to sell Nick's things. Because once his things are gone, you have nothing here left tied to her."

"Now how would you know about our fighting, I've heard you haven't been home in a while?"

"I've been at a friend's because I couldn't stand to hear her yelling and crying anymore." Because he had been drinking and had started a fight at school due to it. Because he was scared of his mother's disapproving looks she would give him when he had gotten home that day. "You and her fought constantly, ever after Nick died. You were at each other, you thought I was asleep, but I wasn't. "

"Lucas -"

"No. I'm done here. Goodbye sir, ma'am." Lucas spoke before heading out the door, Farkle right on his tail. They put the case in the car, Farkle got in the driver's seat while Lucas sat in the passenger's side. The brunette programmed the GPS and headed for the place he had booked just in case as Lucas seemed to be trying not to cry in his seat.