When Jesse stumbled into her house it was almost noon. She had been at the hospital all night and wanted nothing more than a good meal and a good sleep. Unfortunately she would be getting neither. For when she walked into the kitchen she found not only her father but Kurt as well.

"What's going one here?"

"Honey, relax. I'm just having a nice civilized chat with your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Jesse, I've been trying to talk to you for days. Won't you please hear me out?"

"No. Get out of my house, Kurt."

"Honey, that's no way to treat your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend!" She yelled back making both kurt and her father jump. "What are you taking his word over your own daughter's now? Why don't you leave? You don't belong here anymore." She watched Kurt leave the house dragging his feet. When the door shut the father turned to her and spoke in a harsh cold tone.

"You do not talk to me that way in front of your friends ever. Do you understand? What ever problem you have with me stays in your head. I don't want to hear about it, little missy. I am your father, you are not allowed to treat me like that."

"What ever you say." She turned away from him and stomped her way up to her room. She flopped down on her bed without bothering to change and pulled the covers over her head. It took her a couple seconds to realize she wasn't alone in her bed. Cherry, her youngest sister had curled herself up around her.

"Hey, what's up?"

"I don't like you fighting with Daddy. You're going to make him leave again." Cherry looked up at her sister with big blue saucer like eyes. Jesse sighed. She hadn't thought about her sisters when she yelled at her dad the way she had been every time she saw him.

"I don't think he's going anywhere."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise."

"Cross your heart, hope to die, stick a needle in your eye?"

"Well maybe that's a little much." Those baby blues shone brightly again. "Oh all right fine."