AN: Well, since people have asked so nicely, I’ve decided to continue the C/rush series. Though this one isn’t going to be as light hearted as the first two stories were. Because I’ve decided that Sarah need to do a little growing up, so this story is taking place almost a year from where the Rush left off, Sarah is now eighteen, legal lol.

And this is all total OOC from my real life, though I do have two uncles, one of them a know very well (Jeff) and the second one I met when I was in Cali for my fifth birthday party, so I don’t even remember what he looks like, his wife is completely insane and completely hates my uncle’s side of the family.

So anyway, please enjoy, just remember that this isn’t as light as the first two stories, and I don’t know if there’s going to be the normal steamy X scenes as in the first two.

Warning: Incest, Slash,

Chapter One

A new beginning

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Sarah shifted from foot to foot, the phone held in her hand. She felt her stomach churning as the person on the other end spoke.

“I know it’s a lot of trouble,” He said, “But I really need a roommate.”

Sarah was silent for a while, “So, you want me to pack up my stuff, move to California, get a job and help you pay your bills?” she questioned.

The man laughed, “Well, when you put it that way I seem like a complete ass… Sarah, come on, admit it, you don’t want to be stuck with your parents your whole life do you?”

Sarah hated the fact that he had a point, she didn’t want to spend her whole life living under her parent’s roof, and she sure as hell didn’t want to spend any more time in Florida, “Uncle Mike, I don’t even have the money for the plane ticket.” She explained, “So unless you’re paying for my flight…” she trailed off.

Mike chuckled, “Well, that was the basic plan,” he laughed, “So, you’re agreeing?”

Sarah sighed again, “Yeah, I’m agreeing. The house is to full anyway.” She admitted.

It had been a couple months since her sister’s had ended up foreclosing on their house, the result of this was ten people crammed in a three bedroom house, and Sarah couldn’t stand sharing a room with her niece and nephew, who destroyed everything they got their hands on.

“Sarah, you are a complete doll!” Mike cheered, “You’re really saving my ass here.”

Sarah snorted, “Yeah, see if you feel the same after dealing with me for a couple weeks.” She teased.

It had come as a complete shock to the family when Uncle Mike ditched his wife, though he’d tried for custody of his kids, he’d lost and been thrown out with nothing. He’d gotten an apartment, but this apparently not going so well.

And he was to much of a hard head to ask any of his brother’s for money, though it seemed like he didn’t mind asking his niece for money, or rather, asking her to live with him.

Sarah said her goodbyes and flipped her cell phone closed, Mike had told her that he would call her when he got her a flight.

This meant that she would have to pack the things she held dear to her, like her collection of Harry Potter audio books, at least the ones the brats hadn’t ruined in their first week of living with her, though she’d quickly showed them that she wasn’t quite grown up yet, their favorite power rangers had vanished, and reappeared a week later with missing limbs.

Sarah headed into her parents room, wondering how she’d explain her choice to up and leave Florida, though it wasn’t like her parents had much of a say in the matter, after all, she was finally eighteen, her life was finally her own.

Though she was sure that her mother didn’t see it that way. Being the youngest had some funny side effects.

“Mom?” Sarah said, sitting down on her mom’s bed.

Her mom looked up from the computer screen, “What’s up?” she said.

Sarah took a deep breath, “Umm, Uncle Mike called me.” She said softly.

Her mom’s eyebrow rose, “That’s odd, what did he want?” she questioned.

Sarah bit her lip, “Umm, apparently he’s boarding on loosing the apartment, he asked if I wanted to move out there with him for a while.” She said, trying to keep her voice level.

Her mom stared at her for a minute, “And you said?” she questioned.

Sarah smiled slightly, “I said yes, at least out there I won’t be sharing a room with the living terrors.” She explained, “plus, at least you’ll get another one of your daughter’s out of your hair.”

Her mom leaned back in the computer chair, “This is one of those times when I wished I still smoked.” She laughed, “I can’t tell you how to live your life, though I do wish you would have talked to me before you said yes.”

Sarah shrugged, “It kind of surprised me too, I haven’t seen Uncle Mike since I was… what five?” she tilted her head.

“It was your fifth birthday,” Her mom added.

“So, you’re not upset with me, are you?”

“Sarah, it’s your life.” Her mom said shortly, turning back to the computer.

Sarah was surprised that her mom wasn’t putting up more of a fight on the matter, but maybe it was because she was tired of having so many kids living at home. Though this didn’t really bother Sarah in the least.

She slid off the bed and headed through the house towards her room, knowing that she’d only get the packing done while the brats were still in school.

Her room had always been a bit on the messy side, but since the two extra beds had been crammed into it, it was just a pigsty. Sarah regarded the scene before her with a slight flinch. This would take hours to sort out.

In the end it took two hours to sort the things into what was going and what could stay here and be sent along later.

The main things that needed a lot of work were her clothes, most of which needed to be thrown in the washer. Her books were the hardest to pick and choose from, though she finally settled on a couple of paperbacks and a few hard covers of her favorite books.

Sarah carried the load of dirty clothes to the washer, and was about to dump them in when her cell phone began to ring.

Sarah groaned, dropped the clothes on the floor and went to grab her cell off of the table, “Hello?” she said when she finally flipped it open.

“Sarah, how soon can you make it too the airport?” Mike asked.

Sarah blinked, “Which airport?” she questioned.

“Melbourne, I found a flight that has a couple connections, but you’ll get here by nine.” Mike explained, “Problem is that the flight leaves in two hours.”

Sarah groaned, “I can make it,” she said.

“Good, I’ll book it.”

Sarah agreed.

After hanging up the phone, she rushed to grab a suitcase, popping her head into her mom’s room again to ask to be driven to the airport.

And finally after the clothes had been dangerously thrown into a suitcase, loaded up into the car. Sarah found herself sitting in the passenger seat, feeling butterflies in her stomach.

It wasn’t that she’d never been on a plane before, she’d gone on them a couple times in her life, she’d been just two years ago. But she couldn’t help the churning.

That and being in California, being near Jeff… it was going to be a bit of a hassle. But hopefully she’d be able to avoid him and his family.

They pulled up to the airport. Sarah got out, walked around the back of the car, opened the trunk and gathered her two suitcases.

“You going to be ok?” Her Mom questioned.

Sarah laughed lightly, “I’ll be fine mom, promise.” She said, letting her mom kiss her on the cheek.

“Oh, did you call Ashley?” Her mom asked as Sarah began to walk away.

Sarah blinked and shook her head, “I’ll call her later,” she said.

Sarah made her way through the line to the ticket counter, gave the number that her uncle had given her, gave her name, showed ID, and finally was given her tickets and allowed to hand her bags over.

The trip through security was interesting and stressful, but finally Sarah was able to make her way to her gate and sit down.

She breathed deeply and took her cell phone out and dialed her sister’s number. It went straight to voice mail.

Sarah sighed, “Hey Ash, I’m sorry this is short notice and all, but I’m not going to be able to go to the movies with you, Uncle Mike asked me to come live with him for a while and I’m desperate enough to take him up on that offer, by the time you get this I’ll be on the plane, so I’ll call you when I get to the first connection, talk to you later, bye!” she said, hanging up the phone just in time to hear her flight number being called.

She stood up and walked to the gate, waiting was so annoying.

Finally she got to board the plane and find her seat, which was, much to her delight, a window seat. She sat down and buckled up, she stared out the window for a minute.

She opened her phone and typed a simple text message.

“Sorry I couldn’t call you all, but I’m going to stay with Uncle Mike for a while, ttyl! Sarah” she sent it to everyone on her family list.

Which also happened to include a certain uncle that she was hoping to avoid.

Sarah closed her cell and turned the power off, she leaned back in her seat, feeling her stomach churning more than ever.

The stewardess went through the safety instructions, and finally the plane got moving.

Sarah stared out the window. She watched the plane taking off, and was surprised by the feeling of her heart aching just a little at the thought of leaving her family. She was also regretting not saying goodbye to the kids.

They may have been brats, but they were also one of the few shinning lights in her life. She felt like a total bitch.

Sarah leaned her head against the window, trying to block out the pain, block out the smell of the sandwich that the woman next to her was eating, which also made Sarah realize that she hadn’t eating since breakfast.

This was going to be a long, long flight.

Though she didn’t know how stressful her life was about to get, because she didn’t know just who would be there to greet her at the airport, if she had known she wouldn’t have gotten on the plane, because it had been almost a year since she’d been able to see a certain someone, and it was almost a year since she’d settled n the fact that whatever had happened between them had been a major mistake, one she wasn’t looking forward to repeating.