I honestly think I should stop putting that I'm sorry for not updating as much as I'd like to. But honestly I don't really get this writer's block. Anyway, I hope I can get back to how I used to be but until then…. I'm sorry for not updating in ages.

Thanks to xQueen-Of-Applesx and x snow-pony x for reviewing on chapter nine.

"Hey Shawn." A couple of days after my first night on Tuesday afternoon I came into Shawn's room. "What are you doing?" I had barely asked the question before I beat myself up- it was quite obvious wasn't it? Not to mention it was what he always was doing.

"Homework."

"Is it going well?" Another question with an obvious answer. Because Shawn had a tense, angry tone in his voice that was heard only in that short word. He was also red in the face with anger and his moves seemed angry and almost broke the sheet of paper he had when he drew a line over something he'd written.

"Yeah." His voice was low and still tense before he cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "Sorry. I have loads and the clock is like midnight…" He checked his clock. "Okay then. It's half past eight but the little kids are going to bed and stuff and I've…" He sighed. "Sorry. It's not fair to put it all on you. But it just feels like I'm doing homework all the time and never finish…"

"HOUSE MEETING."

"Well." Shawn tiredly looked at me and I would have wanted to hug him tightly and tell him he was good enough just the way he was when he lifted the books he had had on his lap onto the desk. "Ain't no way I'm getting away from that? Hold on…" He looked up. "That was Luce and he…" Shawn didn't finish the sentence before Tracie's voice sounded loud up the stairs and through the house.

"MARTY'S BACK." Shawn smiled at me, and without another word he stood up and hurried down the stairs. While I was left sitting on the edge of his and David's large bed. Damn it, what was it with this job when thoughts just never seemed to stop spinning in my head whenever something new turned up.

I shook my head and forced the bad thoughts away. The memories of how ill Marty had been the night I worked and how I still had been too proud to call Mike. What if I had called him earlier and Marty wouldn't have…

I moaned to myself. I would really have to stop being so hard on myself- now even I could see that. And the thought of when Leon had at last raised his voice and seemed angry with me when I was moaning about not doing something good enough. I had forgotten what it was- or it had just been too many times for me to remember them all…

"Hey Marty." At last I could fight away the bad thoughts and think about something else when I saw the hugging party there was in the hallway when several of the kids wanted to hug Marty and show him into the kitchen where we had put up a surprise- get- well- party. "Are you alright now?"

"Yeah." Marty laughed. "Ow Tracie. Don't punch me right in the stomach. I've got a wound there…" Tracie looked quite impressed. "There's one there," he pointed to his belly button. "and one there…" he pointed to a point right under his stomach right by the hip. "…and one there…"

"Are they very big?"

"They're huge." I smiled, but didn't protest. I knew very well what it meant to have key-hole-surgery (Everything but huge) "But you can't see them now because there are plasters on them."

"Do they hurt?"

"Nah. Not too bad." Marty was slowly (because of all the people. Not the wounds) moving towards the kitchen. "Marley stop taking so many photos. I still look the same… oh well… you shoot photos all the time anyway. Whoa!" He had come into the kitchen where all the food and snacks was put out for his homecoming.

"You are not staying up late tonight though." Mike interrupted everybody. "Tracie, Ella, David and Peityn. You can stay up for another half hour at the most though. So a little bit later than normally but then it's off to bed. You've all got school tom…"

"Ugh."

"Did you say something Shawn?"

"No Mike." Shawn lowered his head and grabbed a handful of popcorn. "Someone should get ill more often if it means a welcome home party like this at a Wednesday. Can I bring some stuff with me to my room though Mike? Party or not, I still have homework- loads of it!"

"No Shawn. You know the rules, no food in the rooms." Shawn moaned. "Come on S. Don't be like that. You need to relax and have some fun too every once in a while you too you know. And not just do homework and school all the time." Shawn moaned slightly but seemed to cut it off.

"I still have… Marley stop that. I don't want you to shoot any photos of me."

I smiled to myself, Shawn didn't like to have shot photos of him and everybody- especially Marley knew that. Not that she'd ever care though. Shawn was way too nice to really say anything about it anyway. Only because he would never keep anyone from doing what they loved and what they wanted- but there was just something that caused a weird feeling in my stomach when I followed him as he grabbed a grilled cheese sandwich and a glass of milk and sat down a bit away from us others. Pulling up his phone and I could guess what he was doing on it while he mechanically chewed on the bread and cheese.

"Shawn, put your school work down." Mike made his voice heard again. "Everybody. I have come to a decision with the punishment for that chaotic day when Jim arrived…" He silent for a moment and glanced over the group. And I could almost guess what would be coming next. "I know you were all very afraid when Marty got ill and…" He sighed looking to Violet. "Violet disappeared. Loads of new kids in a short matter of time and stuff and I have decided…" I shook my head in an attempt to make him realize what he was doing. But he only looked from me back to the kids and spoke the last few words. "Everything will be back to normal and you can all watch TV and all of that again."

The room was all silent for a second or two, and then suddenly the cheering exploded over the TV-and-Internet crazy kids. I sighed slightly looking at Mike and shook my head again. He seemed a bit almost ashamed of himself having realized he couldn't go through and finish with the punishment after all the times he said he would. But still, the look on his face when he looked at the kids being as happy as they were right now. It was undeniable he didn't regret a thing.

"Luce is putting the TV back in the living room…" Mike turned to the laptops lying on the kitchen bench to hand them back to each owner. "And…" Marley interrupted

"So that means I and Jim won't have the TV to ourselves anymore?" Mike grinned and then shook his head. "Well that's a shame."

"Ow." Marty had snorted with laughter at Marley's fake angry expression and his hand shot towards the tender wounds on his stomach. "Don't make me laugh." That only made more spread laughter sound through the room. Which only made him laugh more. "Ow."

I smiled slightly, but didn't say anything more. They- including Marty seemed so happy right now. Well that was except for Violet who as usual was moaning about the food stuffed with calories and only chewed on some un-salted popcorn. And I didn't want to say anything, because there was nothing I'd ever do to destroy their happiness right now.

Mike seemed to be having the same thought. Because when the youngest ones already started going to bed it was almost ten o'clock and also the others (including the older ones- except for Shawn who had sat back down with homework) had yawning, but still smiling moved towards the bathroom to change and their beds..

"Hey Marty…" When the whole house seemed quiet and empty Marty had in his pyjamas in the stairs and I came to sit down in the stairs next to him. "Haven't you gone off to bed yet… Are you alright?" He nodded but didn't look up at me and I put my arms around his shoulders. "Did something happen?"

"You know… Tracie told me you had been really afraid after they took me to the hospital and all of that…" Marty's voice sounded weirdly distant as if he was somewhere far away in memories of that night. "…I didn't mean for that…"

"Shush honey." I interrupted. "It's not your fault. So don't even try and apologize. But you do know Marty…" I moved my hand and let him go. "You don't have to always keep strong. You don't have to be superman… You are allowed to show you're hurting."

Marty didn't reply, he just looked up at me and for several seconds I could see him fighting hard to keep the tears from rolling down his cheeks. And while he blinked, looked away and stroke away the tears I was in serious loss of what to do. How on earth could I had made it all better now?

"I think you feel bad about what happened Emma. For not getting help when you might have should." I swallowed, I was the care worker so I would have to go through this on my own. "You don't have to be superman neither. It doesn't matter that you're a care worker even… And there was no way you could have known though." Marty smiled at me. "I mean Wheezy had something too. Has that spread anything?" I thought back and remembered, that was right. Wheezy had had it too…

"….What on earth?"

"Has it spread?"

"No…." I sighed and shook my head. "He was out on town earlier that day I think Mike said… Yeah, I think he'd eaten something there so maybe it was something bad." I shrugged. "Yeah. That would be it."

"I'll go now." Marty turned around and ran up the short part of the stairs he had left until he was up. "Good night." I nodded to his back not quite able to find the right words despite the strong feeling of what I wanted to say.

I must have been sitting on that stair for at least an hour. I didn't know because I couldn't bother checking what time it was. But when Mike at last came out of the office ready to go to bed I flinched awake from my daydreams and stood up.

Well… maybe it was a good thing that we had decided that the rest of the first few nights I worked Mike would be here too…

Well this was quite a boring filler I guess. But at least it's better than anything that has happened for this story the last five months or something. Well- Shawn is doing homework- loads, and he seems quite tired and stressed even though he tries to act like he's fine. Marty's back home but he too seems bothered by something. And Emma's bothered because everybody else seemed to be bothered about something hahaha. Anyways, that punishment from earlier is over and done… lord. Does Mike ever go through with a punishment?

I won't put a cast list here as I will put up a full cast list later.

Random fact

Some things just really make me smile about how many things I have with Emma that are based on myself. It's seriously so much fun to base things on reality…