“Guess who’s back!” Mikey yelled and walked into the house.

“Hum, I wonder.” Katrina said, then ran up to him and kissed him.

“Why do people keep randomly walking into our house?” I asked Frank.

“Because they know we don’t care.” he answered.

“Well what if we were doing…stuff?” I asked, smirking.

“We’d lock the door.”

“Sarah has a key.”

“We’d put dressers in front of the locked doors and blind, deaf, fat men on them.” he answered. I laughed at him.

“What are you laughing at?” Ray asked when he walked in.

“You don’t want to know.” Frank laughed.

“So where did everyone go?” I asked.

“Sarah and Bob went to their house, she asked me to tell you to watch Eliza so you know what their doing.   Mikey and Katrina are probably doing the same thing.  Courtney and Gerard went with The Used and Bert’s brother to a bar.” Ray took Emily’s hand and pulled her out of her seat. “And we’re leaving too.”

“You going to go do the dirty deed like other people we know are doing?” Frank asked laughing.

“If you love me at all, Ray, you won’t answer that.” I told him.

“We’ll see you guys later.” Ray said as he and Emily walked out the door.

“Well we haven’t been alone like this in a while.” Frank said pulling me closer to him on  the couch.

“Hun, we’re playing babysitters. We’re not alone.”

“Crap.” he muttered. “Where is that kid anyway?” he asked. As soon as he said that Eliza came running into the room, squealing. “That answers my question.” he smiled at me and jumped off the couch to pick her up.

She squealed when he got hit him on the face. Of course she didn’t hurt him but he fell to the ground to pretend like it. They continued play wrestling for a while before she started yawning and rubbing her eyes. “Awe, someone’s sleepy.” Frank said, she nodded. “Come on.” he picked her up again and took her upstairs.

He returned alone after a few minutes. “Awe, look who’s so great with kids.” I smiled. He blushed and sat next to me.

“Do you ever think about us having a kid?” he asked.

“Truthfully, I’ve never really thought about it.” I answered.

“I’d love to have a kid.” he smiled. Suddenly there was a loud crash on the front porch.

Me and Frank got up to check it out; some were sitting, some were staggering, one was trying to get them in the house. Quinn, Bert, Jeph, Gerard, Courtney, and Bert’s brother were out of their minds drunk.

“Sorry about that.” Brandon said as Frank and I started to help them up.

“It’s okay.” I said, helping Gerard up. “Gerard, I thought you weren’t going to drink anymore.”

“Told ya.” Frank said as he helped me with Gerard.

“I wasn’t drinking.” Gerard slurred.

“Gee, you’re  drunk.” I told him.

“I am not!” he pushed me and Frank away and start staggering away from us.

“Gerard, you’re staggering.”

“No I’m not, you’re just seeing crooked.”

“Well that’s new.” Frank muttered as he helped Brandon bring the others in the house. “There are two extra beds here, upstairs.” Frank told Brandon. “Eliza’s asleep so we have to be quiet. Courtney will just have to sleep on the couch.” He said as they helped Courtney to the couch.

I helped Gerard up the stairs, down the hall, and to his room. He crashed as soon as he reached his bed, fully clothed. He looked like he passed out.

“I really thought you quit drinking for good, Gee.” I whispered.

“I really thought you were going to mine forever.” he whispered back. “I love you.”

“I love you too but not in the same way, Gerard. You can’t start this again. You need to move on. Try Courtney, she seems to like you.” I played with his hair.

“I know, I like her too. We talked about it,” he sounded like he was sobering up a bit, “but I still can’t get you out of my head.”

“Get some sleep.” I whispered and walked out of his room.

“How is he?” Frank asked when I walked into our room. They had founds beds for the others.

“You make it sound like he’s dying.” I sat down next to him on our bed.

“He is.” Frank whispered.

I sighed. “Did you know him and Courtney were talking about dating?” I put my head on his shoulder.

“Nope, sure didn’t.” he answered. “What’s stopping them?”

“Um… I don’t know.” I lied. “Should we call Sarah and Bob to come get Eliza?”

“Yeah probably.” he sighed. “I’ll go call them.” he got up and walked to the door.

“You just want to start an argument with Sarah, don’t you?”

“Maybe…”