Jerking up from the loud bang, Taylor raised startled eyes towards the door. "Zac? What the hell?"
   Ignoring the question, Zac looked around the room. "Where is he?"
   "Who?" Taylor asked jumping out of his bed. He watched silently as Zac moved across the hall towards the bathroom. "Zac! Who?"
   Zac turned to look at him for a split second before he continued on searching. "Ike? Who else?"
   Taylor shrugged in frustration, "how should I know! You're the one who's looking around like a mad man!"
   Zac wrenched to a stop, and slowly spun around. "Do you even know what's happened, Tay?" He questioned acrimoniously, the sarcasm biting. "What secrets they've been keeping from us?"
   Taylor shook his head, "What are you talking about, Zac?"
   "Shut up, Zac."
   Spinning around, Zac glared at his oldest sibling. "What did you do, Ike?" He questioned harshly. "Why'd you keep something like this from all of us?"
   Isaac glared back, "I didn't do anything!"
   Mrs. Hanson stepped out from her room, Zoë fussing in her arms, and gave each of her sons a long look. "What is going on out here?"
   Taylor threw up his hands and went to stand behind her. His fingers caressing Zoë's cheeks to try and silence her whimpering. "Don't ask me, Mom. Zac came home in a rage, and now he and Ike seem to be having some kind of face off over something they're not saying." He pressed a kiss to his sister's head.
   She watched them for a moment, "are you going to settle it between yourselves without arguing, or do I have to drag it out of you."
   Isaac moved forward instantly. "We'll settle it, Mom. Nothing to worry about. Maybe just a big misunderstanding."
   Scoffing, Zac shook his head and stared at the carpet.
   "Zac?" Mrs. Hanson questioned.
   He sighed, and lifted his shoulders. "We'll see."
   Nodding, Mrs. Hanson moved on. Getting kisses from them as she went.
   "Our room. Now." Isaac commanded as he pushed Zac and Taylor into it.
   "Okay." Taylor groaned, "now can I please get an explanation?"
   Zac crossed his arms, "Yeah, Ike. You wanna tell him about the family secret?" He asked hotly. "On how none of us even knew there was one until Emma died?"
   Isaac glowered. "Shut it, Zac!" He growled, "it wasn't like that."
   "Wasn't like what?" Taylor shouted in aggravation. "You two are killing me here!"
   Zac smiled coldly, "Go on, Ike. Tell Tay how Zoë isn't our sister."
   Taylor dropped down on his bed. Hard. "Oh my God." He murmured in stunned belief.
   Zac nodded, "Yeah. Kinda waylays a person, huh?"
   Nodding mutely, Taylor looked up at Isaac. "You knew?" He asked hoarsely.
   "Only a few days." Isaac mumbled, as he started pacing and pushing his hair back from his forehead with an angry hand.
   "And you didn't tell us." Zac intoned darkly. "You knew, and you didn't tell us!"
   "Because dad said not to!" He yelled back.
   The silence was thick and damning, and they each stared at each other in confusion. Not knowing exactly what to do next.