Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, but school got in the way.

Raven678: I was originally going to make that chapter into several different chapters, but decided against it cause I didn't want it to drag. Thanks to yours and Hardydrewsgirl Nancy is in this chapter. Like I said before I don't really like Nancy Drew so this will be the only chapter she is in. I liked your friend idea!

Laurenhardy13: I'm so excited for him to come back too! It might be in the next chapter... Maybe.

Chapter 8: Homecoming

(Frank is 11. Joe is 10)

Young Nancy Drew was anxiously awaiting her father's arrival. He had been gone only a few weeks, but it was still to long to the youth. She tucked a piece of strawberry blonde hair behind her ear and continued to gaze longingly through the large bay window in the Drew home.

"Nancy, you can't waste a beautiful day indoors." The housekeeper, Hannah, told her sweetly.

"I want to hear about Daddy's case, Hannah!" Nancy whined.

"Well then you can at least help me clean up." The woman replied more sternly, handing the girl a bottle of window cleaner and a rag.

Nancy sighed as she started washing the window. Her gaze drifted over to Hannah.

Having no children of her own, Hannah had become like a mother to Nancy. The girl had grown up with her after all. Although she could be strict sometimes, Hannah was still the sweetest woman Nancy had ever met. Hannah was genuine; caring more for Nancy's well-being than her own income. She made sure Nancy was fed, dressed, entertained and doing well in school. But Hannah had taken her job to a higher degree. She had insisted living with them after Mrs. Drew was killed. She helped both Carson and Nancy through that very difficult time. Hannah had started working for the Drew's a few years before Elizabeth Drew had been involved in a car accident that took her life.

A car honked outside as the iron gates opened to admit a black Chevrolet Impala.

"Daddy!" Nancy squealed excitedly as she ran out of the house and into Carson's open arms.

"Nancy!" Carson embraced his only child with a newfound vigor.

"Tell me all about your case, Daddy!" Nancy pleaded as Carson took her hand and led her into the Victorian style house.

"Welcome home Carson." Hannah carried a plate of freshly made chocolate chip cookies from the kitchen.

"Thank you Hannah." Carson kissed Hannah on the cheek and took a cookie. He watched Nancy eat hers and thought about his wife. Nancy and Elizabeth looked so unmistakably identical, Carson sometimes found it hard to even look at his daughter. She acted just like Elizabeth in every way, her strong personality and her love of sleuthing.

Nancy's mother had been a saint. A beautiful blonde, she cared about everyone and everything. She had been an angel on Earth. Elizabeth loved everyone she met and no one had a bad word to say about her. She organized all the community events and volunteered at everything from bake sales to church events to pet adoptions. Nancy didn't remember much about her except for her kindness, and love. On that night a few years prior, Elizabeth had been driving on a windy country road when a drunk driver crashed into her head on. She didn't die on impact though. She died three days later in the hospital, with Carson and Nancy by her side.

"Daddy!" Nancy coaxed.

"Alright, pumpkin, alright, I'm coming." Carson was pulled from his thoughts. He leaned on the granite counter. "It was a solid case with some hard evidence. The other lawyer wasn't really trying to defend his client. A man had kidnapped these boys and held them against their will for eight years." He purposely left out the abuse and murder, trying to keep Nancy innocent for a little while longer.

"Why?" Nancy asked, intrigued.

"The man and his wife couldn't have kids, so they wanted someone to fill that hole."

"So it was a kidnapping case?"

"Partially yes. That man was a very bad man and he did horrible things to his children."

"Like what?" The young sleuth pressed.

"Very bad things. Unmentionable things. If anyone ever took you away from me, I- I don't know what I would do." Carson replied sadly, his voice laced with despair.

"What was the sentence?" Nancy asked, not put off by her fathers emotion.

"Life. In a maximum security prison." Life in prison was no joke.

"Wow. He musta been a horrible man."

"He was, darling. Picture the ugliest spider you've ever seen and multiply it be one hundred." Carson smiled, lightening the mood.

Nancy laughed, ending the depressing discussion.

"And the best part is that I have the whole week off to spend time with you!" Carson picked her up and put her on his shoulders. Carson sometimes hated it when Nancy asked about a case, he was home and wanted to forget about lawyers, courtrooms, and criminals.

"Yay!" Nancy cheered.

Throughout the week Carson spent all his free time with Nancy. They went to the amusement park, went out to dinner, saw a movie, and went rollerblading.

Every case the lawyer has ever worked on has taught him something, but nothing as powerful as this. The Hardy Boys case had taught Carson to love the things he held dear, because they could be taken away from him in a matter of minutes. He never wanted to go through the pain the Hardy's felt when their sons were taken from them. He already went through it once with Elizabeth and wasn't going to lose Nancy. From then on Carson vowed to be a better, more caring father. He wasn't going to part with his daughter for a long time.

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"They may have won the battle, but we will win the war." Louis told his cell mate, Snake. It was dinner time and all the inmates were in the cafeteria eating the disgusting prison food.

"Right you are, Freakshow. I've made some calls. The gang'll be ready whenever we are." Snake grinned, stretching his lip ring.

"Now all we do is wait." Louis flexed his bulging muscles. "Let's go raise a little Hell."

"That's where we're all going." A new voice piped up. "We're all going to Hell." The voice moaned.

Louis turned to see a skinny man sitting behind him. He had short brown hair and small eyes. Tears were running down his cheeks.

"Ma'am! I'm sorry I failed you! Mother hen! Mother hen!" The man shrieked at his dinner.

"Shut up Marvin!" Snake growled.

"We all need to ask for forgiveness! Please mother, please forgive us!" Marvin was on his knees praying.

"You remind me of my filthy, good for nothing sons." Louis mumbled before slamming a fist into Marvin's jaw.

Marvin fell back onto the floor. He started rocking back and forth. "Rock a bye baby, under the tree top," He sang in a soft, eerie voice that sent chills down Snake's spine. "When the wind blows, the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall." He stopped rocking and looked directly into Louis' soulless eyes. "And down will come baby, cradle and all."

Louis sat in a stunned, scared silence for a full minute before swinging blindly at Marvin. The guards came rushing over and broke up the fight.

"Alright, alright. You'll get to spend some extra time together, in solitary confinement!" The guard dragged Louis to his feet and shoved him and Marvin into cells next to each other. The cells were on the bottom floor and there were no other prisoners. They were completely alone.

Marvin was mumbling incoherently to himself, but stopped once the guard left. He stared blankly at Louis.

"Don't look at me, you fucking retard." Louis slammed a fist into the bars separating their cells.

"Ba ba black sheep, have you any wool?" Marvin once again sang in a slow, quiet, eerie voice.

"Do you ever shut up?" Louis punched the iron bars again.

"Ring around the Rosie, pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes we all fall down." Marvin shrieked the verse, causing Louis to cover his ears. The sound echoed off the walls. Louis sat down and leaned his head back against the wall, trying to block out Marvin. It was a fruitless attempt as Marvin sang louder.

"It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring! He bumped his head and won't be up In the morning!" The deranged man was sitting in the center of the cell, staring at Louis with a crazed look in his eyes.

Louis was getting agitated.

"Eeper weeper chimney sweeper, had a wife but couldn't keep her!" Marvin grew deathly quiet to sing the last line. "Had another, didn't love her, up the chimney he did shove her."

Louis' eyes flew open as he thought of Vivian. They turned cold again once Marvin stopped singing.

"Three blind mice, three blind mice. See how they run see how they run, See how they run after the farmers wife? Who cut off their tails with a carving knife." Marvin was staring at Louis as he whispered these incriminating words.

"Stop!" Louis roared. "I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her! Stupid Daniel did! I'll kill him! I'll kill him!" He mumbled.

Still Marvin sang. The sound bounced off the prison walls and Louis could feel himself slowly going insane.

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"Are you boys ready?" Laura asked her sons on their first day of school.

"Yes!" They both said enthusiastically.

It was a cool day in September, today Frank would start sixth grade and Joe would start fifth. It was Frank's last year in elementary school before he went off to junior high. The boys were both excited, but for different reasons. Frank wanted to learn while Joe wanted to go to the physical education class.

"Mommy, when I come back, I'm going to be ten times smarter than I am now!" Frank told his mother as they waited for the school bus.

"I know you will be sweetie." She smiled at her son.

"And I'm going to be the first one to climb the rope in gym class!" Joe exclaimed.

"I bet you will be Joe! Just be careful!" She laughed.

Finally the school bus came, Laura kissed both her sons and waved them off as the bus sped away. As she walked back towards her house the tears she had been holding back spilled down her face.

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Frank and Joe walked into the crowded cafeteria. Their days were going great so far. Frank had known all the answers on his math pre-test, and Joe had made it to the top of the rope climb.

But lunch was different, everyone had their cliques and crews, there were no unoccupied tables. Frank and Joe didn't know where to sit!

"Hey Frank, Joe! Over here!" A plump boy called out to them from the right side of the cafeteria.

Frank and Joe sat down with Chet Morten and some of his friends.

"Guys this is Frank and Joe Hardy. Frank's in my English class." Chet introduced the newcomers.

Frank and Joe mumbled their hellos.

"This is Callie, Phil, Biff, Tony, and my sister Iola." Chet pointed to each child as he read their names.

"We have math together." Phil pointed out to Frank. "You sure are a wiz!"

Frank blushed. "You're pretty smart too!"

"Joe, I think we have gym together." Biff told Joe.

"Oh yeah!" Joe remembered now. "We were the only ones to make it to the top of the rope climb!"

Meanwhile, the girls were whispering to each other.

"These new boys sure are cute." Callie giggled.

"Dibs on the blonde one!" Iola whispered loudly.

"I call the brunette!" Callie laughed.

It was the start of a beautiful friendship. After lunch, the Hardy's felt right at home in Bayport, New York. It was a change to be surrounded by people who cared about them.

I hope you guys liked it. Please review! And I need more creepy nursery rhymes please. .