Hello, another story from me and back (after a very long break) to come back to this wonderful fandom with a new story.

So yeah this is massively AU. I don't really have a lot of background notes in the works in terms of the timing for this story, I am going to put it about seven to eight years before the first season, also I am not an adoption/medical expert nor an expert on teenage parents in another state so I don't know how accurate this is going to be.

I know I have made Mamma Reagan the enemy in this story, I am choosing to make her the villain of this story because A. we needed one and B. She's not really a character I ever write so it was easy. I am also choosing to write that her reaction to Jamie and the pregnancy on the same day she got the diagnosis for her cancer. Again this is AU so if she is a bit OCC...believe me she pays the price later on. Hopefully this story begins to make more sense as we get into it.

I don't know when I will be able to update, it used to be weekly but that was before I got a job so...I will try and update when I can. I predict this little story will be seventeen (ish) chapters.

Disclaimer-Nothing here is mine.

Please Read and Review and let me know what you think when you get a chance!

AU for Trigger Warnings for Cancer, underage pregnancy, medical issues and a lot of swearing-I swear a lot in my stories so if that is something that you struggle with them please keep that in mind.

And yes...Eddie makes an appearance at some point...I just don't know when.

Spelling and Grammar are never my strongest points and so please keep that in mind as you read.

There's A Place Where Lost Things Go

Chapter 15-Might Feel Like It's Time For A Change

In which Danny and Joe arrive as does Erin and the siblings all have a moment to chat. Part 1 of a 2 part handler.

BANG!

Frank winced. Good Grief.

"That front door only has so many slams in it and your using them rapidly" he said as Danny tumbled into the room eyes wild and car keys still in his hand.

"Where is he—"

"Did you come alone or—"

BANG.

Frank gave up, he really, really gave up. This was too much, on top of everything this was too, too much.

Joe came stumbling into the room ten seconds after his brother breathing as if he had ran the entire way here with a somewhat wild look about him that told Frank that it would be better for everyone if he did not ask his son at what speed limit he had drove to get here.

"Well?" Joe asked looking wildly at Danny who was looking at him.

It would have been the simplest thing to do to speak but he knew his spawn and he knew his spawn well and with three seconds to go on the ten seconds he had imposed on himself there was a gentle knock on the door and then Erin was in shutting the door her hair wild as if she had been running her hand through it. There was no Jack and no Linda and no Nikki all of which Frank thought very good. He did not want to admit again even to himself that Jack Boyle was right. It threw the whole balance of his world off.

He chewed his bottom lip and then.

"Your brother is upstairs with Harrison"

Danny went boneless against the serving board making the china rattle. Joe swore a blue streak and ran a hand through his hair and Erin collapsed on the chair her hands wrapped around the other. Frank nodded. To be fair it was nothing that he had not been doing since Jamie his face wet but serene had gone up to check on his son.

"He's back?"

"Came back about an hour ago. And he's staying"

"So Jack was right and we were wrong" Joe said staring into space. Danny pulled a face and then went straight to the drinks cabinet and poured himself a decent amount of scotch. Frank frowned…that was the good stuff.

"Do you mind?" he asked as Danny forced down a shot of thirty dollar scotch in two mouthfuls. Danny nodded and then poured himself and then Frank another. Joe sighed shaking his head and muttering about a beer and Erin held up her car keys. Clearly Danny was going to get plastered tonight which didn't make him feel better. Frank didn't know what he was going to do when Jamie left to go and live with his brother but he did know a six pack was going up to bed with him…providing he thought staring at his son coming back with a cold one…there were any left.

"Dad?" Joe said popping open the can casually.

"Yes son"

"You do know there is a blonde girl sat in the kitchen eating her weight in sourdough taking football with Pops right?"

Oh. Yes. Eddie.

Shit Frank had forgotten about her.

That was not good.

"That's Eddie. Apparently she's Jamie's girlfriend. Also depending on your grandfather she might be being adopted. It's hard to tell"

There was a pause as Joe and Danny and Erin took that in and then.

"Sorry what now?"

"How on Earth does the kid leave the house and find a girlfriend?"

"Do you mean to tell me that while we have been worried sick he has been out—"

"No" he said holding up his hand and waiting for all of them to come to a complete stop. "No your brother hasn't been out joyriding, I think…I haven't got the full story of where he met her and what he's been doing with her but I think as far as your brother is concerned she is a friend…she seems to understand him…this new version of him which is more than what I can do so for that reason she stays. She is also the only person who got him back to this house and got him to talk so I am not complaining there"

Danny watched him for a second and then.

"So what set him off?"

Frank had to admire that his son could ask that as a question. It wasn't one, they all knew what had set Jamie off but it was easier if they pretended that they didn't.

"Your mother"

Danny nodded and took another sip of scotch. It wasn't like it was the hardest thing in the world to figure out.

"I think we have to not talk about her in front of Jamie for a while—not forever—" he said holding up a hand when he saw Joe's head snap up and simultaneously Erin's brown eyes flash with indignation.

"Just until we don't trigger him…i…he told me a little of what the world's been like for him the last four years and I don't…I don't want anyone in this family to feel this lonely again. We all made mistakes a year ago. Your mother should have never done what she did, I should have stopped him on the road when I saw him running away, he should have felt like he could come to any of us for help and that we would accept him. For some reason he didn't seem to know that he could do that and I don't want anyone here in this room to feel that way again. I will not go through this with another child, I don't care how old you are or think you are. I will not do this again you understand"

Frank was almost proud of the undercurrent in his voice that seemed to make all of his children stand up a little bit straighter and listen to him. Good to see what Baker jokingly called his Commissioner's Voice still worked outside of the fourteenth floor.

He was still getting use to it, to be a Commissioner, to have a staff on the fourteenth floor, to be responsible for them all out there, every man and woman in uniform and through them their families. He was still getting used to being a grandfather, getting used to having his son back…getting used to being a widower.

He was still not sure when or if he would be able to get used to the last one.

God he missed her so much. How was it that he could love someone so much and yet hate what they did, love the woman and hate the action?

If Frank Reagan never got another slab of irony in his life it would be too soon.

"So we don't talk about Mom" Danny said slinging back his scotch. "I wasn't really doing that anyway. Is he coming home with me still?"

"I think so. I don't think I am ready to have him back full time" Frank said quietly. "I don't…there's a lot there to unpack between him and me and your better with him than I ever was" he eyed Danny up noticing with a flicker of amusement the smugness that seemed to radiate off him with that statement.

"You'd be a good Dad you know"

Danny shot him an alarmed look. Joe choked into his beer. Erin laughed.

"Poor kid"

Danny turned around and Frank interjected. He had seen too many of these moments between his hot headed oldest son and his only competitive daughter to know how this was going to go. A screaming match would lead to a screaming baby and he was achingly aware that as much as his Pops was no doubt enjoying himself there was company in the next room.

Sort of.

"Also…I think we should consider family therapy"

Danny groaned. Erin winced and Joe pulled a face. Frank nodded. He knew that this was going to be an unpopular idea. Talking about ones feelings was not something this family did well. But maybe now was time that they did. He did not want to be here old again before his time watching as Erin and Nikki or Danny and his sons or Jamie and Harrison went through the same thing. Or even Joe and his son. He didn't know why but he just…he just had a feeling about these things.

"The court is going to ask us to be there a couple of times to aid in getting Jamie reacclimatised and I think that's something that we all have to consider. We need to learn how to be a family again after this, after your Mom…and I think we need help to do it"

"Is that gonna be okay though?" Joe said quietly. "I mean I don't mind, the brass isn't going to mind and the rank and file won't care. God knows a lot of the old timers have been seeing someone since 9/11 but…but the press might."

"Son the press getting a hold of this story is the least of my worries, half of them think that I got here because of your grandfather and the other half don't care. Besides…this was a big thing when Jamie went missing, there's always going to be interest in our lives. I told the three of you that when I asked you if I should take the job. You all knew what we were getting into. "

Joe nodded and then caught Danny's eye.

"I'm game" he said finally.

"Me too" Erin said softly.

"If it keeps him here then fine" Danny said bitterly. "Where is he?"

Just as he finished that sentence there was the sound of padded feet and there was Jamie in his jeans and bare feet shirt dirty. Alive and whole. Frank looked at him, looked at all four of them there in the room reunited again and knew what it was like to love something or someone more than you loved your own life. God knows they drove him absolutely mad sometimes but he wouldn't be standing without his children.

All of them.

Even the ones he wanted to shake.

Jamie looked around and then.

"Hi"

"I am going to make you're Pops hasn't adopted that girl. When I come back in I want you all sober and I want the room exactly the way it is, nothing broken"

And with that he heaved himself into the kitchen leaving the four of them in the room alone.

Eddie Jenko was sat at the kitchen table drinking a diet coke and eating some kind of cheese on toasted sourdough bread. His Pops held up a hand when he came in and then narrowed his eyes.

"Well?"

Eddie tilted her head to the side and then.

"Oh yeah" she said nodding. "I think monetary jack is the way to go on this one"

"Excellent, thank you very much"

Frank sat at the table and then.

"Is he going to be okay? Jamie?"

He looked at her this girl that had popped up out of nowhere and he blinked.

"Yes" he said finally. "I think so."

She nodded and then took another bite groaning as the grilled cheese hit her.

Frank tapped his nails on the counter as his Pops passed him a beer. He took two swigs straight from the off and then another.

"I don't mean to be rude" he said to the fifteen year old girl sitting in his kitchen eating grilled cheese whose parents didn't seem to care where she was (and it would not be the same if it was one of his let me tell you that) and who was apparently his son's girlfriend.

"But do you mind telling me just who you are and how you and my son met?"

Eddie Jenko shot him an appraising kind of look.

"It's a bit of a long story" she said.

His Pops walked to the fridge and got her another can and passed him another beer taking one for himself.

"Trust me my dear" he said heaving himself into a chair. "As long as we've got cheese and you have the willpower to eat…we've got the time"

And there you go, we have only TWO more chapters left!

Next Chapter-The PENULTIMATE CHAPTER!-In which Jamie and his siblings talk.