"Not really."

"Want to go play some music?"

"Is that really much different from writing it?"

Taylor shrugged.

"Actually it kinda is."

Isaac rolled over on his side.

"I just want to sleep first. You know."

"Ike. Wanna talk some more?"

Isaac grinned.

"Bout what."

"I don't know. Anything. Everything."

Isaac sighed.

"I've been thinking Tay."

"I'm glad of that. Really, it shows signs of being alive."

Isaac smiled.

"About moving out."

Taylor sat up.

"Moving out? Of this house? Into your own house and leaving us here?"

"Not leaving you here. Just getting my own place. Me and Angie maybe, or just me. I don't know. I just need space for a while."

"So you'll come back then?"

"Tay! No I won't move back in. If I get my own place then that's where I intend to live. Anyway, mom has enough on her hands with you and Zac and the girls and Mack. She doesn't need me around here anymore."

"Isaac you aren't a burden to her. Matter of fact she'd keep you under glass and windex it every 5 minutes if she thought she could."

"Funny Tay, real funny."

"Well."

They paused.

"I just need some space Tay. I need to get away from here. Away from this whole situation. I think the best way to do it was to move."

"Are you being way serious…or are you just joking. And if you do move, when are you moving?"

"Serious. I've already sort of started looking. Not real diligently, but I'm still going to look, I have a couple places in mind."

Taylor sighed.

"When are you telling mom and dad."

"Tonight?"

"Sounds like as good a time as any."

"I know. I heard the plane pull in. I saw it hit the ground."

Everyone had left the plane, the stewardess was now just waiting for the five of them to stand up.

"Come on Han, we'll work it out."

She turned around in the kitchen.

"You forgot to tell me your brother was coming home from New York? He's been gone for a month Taylor and you forgot?"

He shrugged.

"Only three weeks mom, and they weren't supposed to be home for a month, Dorin just told Ike yesterday that they were….Sorry."

She raised an eyebrow.

"What's up between you three."

"Nothing."

She persisted.

"How come I can't even talk to my first born. How come you always mope around, why did Zac leave to go to New York without asking me and your father."

"Ike just doesn't want to talk to you. I don't know. He just wants a little time to himself. Not abnormal. I don't mope around, I'm just tired lately, thinking about song ideas mom. And Zac just left cause he thought you'd say no."

"And you let him go?"

"Well, yeah. He wanted to go."

She pointed a finger at her son.

"Something's up I gaurantee it. And one of these days here I'm going to figure it out and all your secrets will be out. You can't hide stuff like that from your mom."

She turned back around to the counter.

Taylor smiled.

"Probably mom. But we'll have to cross that bridge when we come to it."

Zac ran upstairs to his room, Zac Hanson not far behind.

He slammed the door, locking it behind him.

"Okay Han, this is how it goes, if you want, we can put you back in out spot, and you can stay there."

Zac Hanson shook his head.

"I can't."

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I can't. I have to go home."

"No you don’t have to…"

"I do D. I have to go home and talk to Ike. I have to go home and explain this whole thing to everyone. I can't hide from it anymore."

"But I thought you couldn't go home."

"Not without being hated. Not without someone being mad, but now I have to go home and do what I need to do."

Zac Dentra placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"You sure?"

He gulped hard and nodded.

"I gotta go talk to Ike."

Taylor jumped away from his mother.

"Sorry mom, but he's either not in yet or he's already here."

"Taylor Hanson!"

He rolled his eyes.

"Mercy does that mom."

"Mercy does what."

"She calls me Taylor Hanson when she's mad at me."

"Well I am mad at you."

"Well mom, I have Mey to call me Taylor Hanson, I would appreciate if you would ease off a while."

She placed her hands on her hips.

"One of these days you are going to wish you didn't know what girls were."

"Why is that."

"Because the second you decide you want kids, and the second your girlfriend gets pregnant, you'll know what mad is."

"Dad said you were never mad when you were pregnant."

"Mad as in crazy maybe."

He smiled.

"Well you'll be spending all your money on food."

"Food?"

"Yeah, ask your dad, I ate like a horse."

Taylor laughed.

"Oh, so I have that to look foreward to."

She pointed at him with a smile on her face.

"Yes you do, and when she starts crying because she can't put the crib up right your going to laugh, and tell her that it's not worth crying over and she's going to cry more."

Taylor sighed.

"Thanks for making that experience seem so….magic."

She grinned with satisfaction.

"What's that look for."

"Was it a good method of birth control?"

Zac Hanson walked down the walk, only carrying a back pack.

"Kay."

"Later Han."

"Later D."

He walked to the end of the walk and looked down the street.

"Here goes everything."

"I know Tay. Is she talking to you happily now?"

"I don't know. The last thing she said was 'sob.'."

"Sounds depressing."

"Does it?"

"Yes, yes it does."

Downstairs they heard the front door open.

"Dad must be home."

"I'll get up then."

Isaac climbed out of bed, pulled his hair out of his face and walked to his dresser.

"So what are we going to do about Zac."

"I don't really care."

"You do too Ike."

"Maybe I do. But I don't want to think about it right now."

Taylor nodded in understanding.

Isaac pulled his pants on then slipped a shirt on.

"Okay, lets go say hi to dad."

Jessica ran to her brother and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Prying her fingers apart he held onto her hands.

"Hey. Enthusiastic you huh?"

She smiled.

"I haven't seen you in forever, so I have perfect reasons to be happy."

Zac smiled, leaving her standing by the door.

From the dinning room he heard the clatter of dishes.

"Mom?"

He listened for the silence, and his mother appeared, looking a bit frazzled but smiling.

She walked to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"You have fun?"

He nodded.

"Glad your back."

He smiled.

She embraced him in a motherly hug and she turned away.

"Taylor said you would be in today so I decided to make a big dinner. Dad should be home tonight late, so it'll be just your brothers and sisters and I."

Zac frowned.

"Why don't you take your backpack upstairs and settle in."

She walked away and the clatter could be heard once more.

His sisters moved from their spot in the living room to the steps, making their toys walk up the steps.

"Mom! Dad here yet?"

Zac froze as he heard his brother yell from downstairs.

When there was no response from their mother, Taylor and Isaac proceeded down the steps.

"Taylor! You stepped on my horse!!"

Avery looked up and slapped her brother on the leg.

"Sorry already. Dad home?"

She shrugged.

"No."

Without looking up Taylor turned around, shoving Isaac back up the stairs.

Jessica looked up the stairs.

"Tay it's Zac that's here. Dad won't be home for a while."

Zac shuddered as he heard the door to their room slam.

Zac threw himself on the sofa.

"FINE! SCREW BOTH OF YOU!"

He rested his head on his hand after he yelled after them.

He heard the noise his mother was making stop, and waited for her entrance.

"What did you just say Zachary Walker."

"I said screw both of you. That's exactly what I said."

He didn't make eye contact with his mother, but remained stern.

She reached down and grabbed his arm.

"That's it young man you come here right now."

She jerked him from his seat and drug him to the stairs.

"Excuse me girls. Avery, when the timer in the kitchen goes off, please turn off the oven."

She stepped over the girls things and continued to drag Zac up the stairs.

"Mom what are you doing."

He remained stiff, and let her drag him still.

When they reached the landing she walked straight to their bedroom. Trying the handle she thumped on the door.

"Unlock this door right now otherwise there will be consequences."

She waited and was about to knock once more when Taylor opened the door.

"What."

She thrust Zac in front of her and pushed him on, following behind and slamming the door behind her.

She glared at the three of them. Isaac sat on the bed, looking curiously at the scene he had just witnessed and threw up his arms.

"What now."

She grabbed Taylor who was standing beside her, arms folded over his chest and pushed him over to his bed.

Zac stood on the far side of the room, looking at things sitting on the dresser.

"All three of you look at me now."

She waited for Zac to turn reluctantly to her.

"I don't know what's gotten in to any of you, I really don't. I have a feeling I won't know, and if I do I'll be on my death bed and hard of hearing. But whatever it is it's mutual, and all three of you are involved."

Taylor started to speak up.

"Be quiet!"

He shrunk back down.

"You will all stay in here until this whole thing is at least somewhat worked out. You won't come out for dinner if that's how it has to be."

"Mom you can't keep us in here."

"Oh really. You may have fame and fortune, and you may think you can do whatever you want. But I'm still your mother, and I out rule any of those things."

She turned on her heel and grabbed the door knob again.

"When you have worked this mess out, then come down. But don't even think about it til then."

She stepped out, shutting the door a little easier as she left.

"Way to go Zac."