turn around and come back >>>ALL DEL ROSSI KIDS

Chance hated cabs. Loathed them, as if they were the alliance and he was a browncoat. And like the jock that would have thrown him in a dumpster for being so nerdy and considering a firefly reference when measuring his level of hatred for cabs. Though, a dumb jock with bad taste in television probably wouldn't have seen the show that defined a lot of the geekier population, so maybe it wouldn't be understood. Either way, he would have been in a dumpster and hating it, but actually dumpsters were better than cabs. His mind was racing, and he quickly handed his cash over to the driver and got out of the car. He missed his car and he missed having more money than what was stuck in his wallet. It was his own fault, of course. And he wasn't filling up his bank account very fast. The short time he spent in Africa after he came home again hadn't given him much. Just enough for him to waste on stupid cabs.

He quickly got out and onto the sidewalk, just as his phone went off. Quickly fishing it out of his pocket, he looked down at the name before answering it. "Hey, Hannah, what's up?" He asked, sidestepping quickly to avoid walking into someone that was walking in the opposite direction but on the same side of the sidewalk. He'd been out most of the day, unsure of what precisely he was doing. A part of him wanted to job search, while the other, just wanted to visit shops and look at things through a tourist's eyes, even though he lived in Toronto pretty much all of his life. He was trying to keep his mind focused on trifle things and nothing else. And he was well aware that it was no way to deal with anything, but at the same time, he didn't care.

Matt watched Megan with a careful eye. When she came to the stairs, he walked to her and picked her up. "we dont have time to wait" he told her but it was obvious he was just teasing her. He set her on the couch and nodded to Hayleigh "sit down. Look, this is gonna be hard. But I'm getting this family back together. To do that, we'll have to tell about Jonathon" he sighed. He didn't want to, but his dad wouldn't be. "everything. Including dad. I have a plan, and Jessa should be on her way over, and Hannah's calling Chance and Aidan. Are you in?"

Hannah stepped outside when Chance picked up, so she could hear. "hey," she spoke softly. "listen, could you get Aidan and bring him to Jonathon's place? And-don't tell dad. Matt has a plan, but we need you guys." yeah, that was enough, right? She thought so. After all, Matt would be going into more detail, anyway. He was the one with the master plan. Hannah usually didn't take much stock in Matt's plans. They usually involved running away. And she knew from his own admittance that his plans rare worked. But this was different. He had thought it out. Jonathon was gone. And what could he do to make Ben go back this time? Her cat was dead, Voltaire was with Marco. He had no leverage. Besides, Marco was going to find out. He would make things better. Marco always made things better. Yeah, this time the plan would work. She just knew it

Megan was thankful that Matt had helped her to get downstairs. She was already a clutz when using her crutches. Going down the stairs with them...was not exactly what you would call easy. When she was on the couch, she looked down at her hands in her lap as she listened to Matt talk. Tell? Everything? She wanted more than anything to get the two adults back together. But tell? That was not what she wanted. But really, Megan was used to staying off alone, not talking nowadays.

Hayleigh could not help but agree with that. If telling would help to get their parents back together, then she was all for it. "You can definetely count me in."

Jessa quickly got herself dressed and grabbed her purse, and ran downstairs to wait for Jason. "Aidan!" she walked up to stand next to him. "You waiting for someone?" she asked, just as Jason's car pulled up.

Jason got out of the car and walked up to the two, ruffling Jessa's hair. "Hey."

As Aidan stood by the door, he patted his back pocket where his phone was, to make sure that it was still there. He had his phone, his wallet, but something was missing. When his sister came down beside him, he nodded. "Yeah, Chance. I guess we're going somewhere," his older brother hadn't been specific enough about where they were going, only that he needed to be ready and at the door. "What about you?" He asked, though as soon as Jason pulled up, he remembered it. His iPod! "Hold that thought," he darted from the door, back up the stairs and into his room. The room was pretty unorganised. And the fifteen year old rushed around, lifting up clothes and papers, to try to find the missing music player. When he finally found it, however, he grabbed it and took off back down the stairs, only to trip on the last two, stumbling to the bottom floor and very nearly falling on his face, but he managed to catch himself and used the momentum to run back to the door to wait. Catching his breath from darting around and nearly tripping, he looked up, noticing Jason. "Oh, hi."

Just behind Jason, Chance arrived at the house and walked up to the group. Although he told the driver to wait, he heard him drive away as soon as he up to the house and groaned. Cab drivers were hopeless. So hopeless. Though, noticing Jason there, gathered with the other two, he had a thought. "Hey, you're not heading to Matt's big plan are you?" He asked. Since if he was, it made no sense to call another driver. He assumed that they were probably headed to the same place. And if not, he could convince him to go. Honestly, if Hannah and Matt wanted him and Aidan, he assumed the entire family, bar their parents were going to be there. Or at least, all of the siblings that were around. There were a lot of them, after all.

Matt nodded and gave Megan an appreciative smile. Good, she was in. “Now comes the hard part,” he muttered. When the others got there, his eyes first rested on the oldest. “You were right. I should have listened to you. Sorry, man,” he gave him the apology that was long overdue. Chance had told him to tell, back when he thought it was just him. And he never did. And it had gotten way out of hand. To the others, he cleared his throat. He might not be the oldest, but he was taking charge, anyway. “You guys might wanna sit down. There's something that me, Megan, and Hayleigh have to tell you.” He told them, but then continued. He wasn't going to wait, because if he did then it would never happen. He was scared enough as it was. They weren't supposed to tell. Jonathon was going to be pissed. But Matt didn't care. They needed to do this, in order to get the family together again.

“Jonathon...he's a douche. He's been touching us.” he spoke softly, looking at the girls for a second. “At first, I thought I was the only one. But then we found out, it was all of us. And when we told him not to, he hit us. Dad found out, and he tried to leave him, but--” he swallowed, now looking at Hannah.

“Just tell them!” she snapped at him, “Spare my feelings. He killed Misty. Made all of them go back. And he's been smacking dad around ever since. That cover it?” she asked Matt, looking back at him.

“Yeah,” he said with a sigh. “Ok, so running away didn't work. Dad leaving didn't work. Especially when he's close to trying to kill himself again anyway. But you know what? Jonathon isn't here. And even if he was, he can pick us out one by one and beat us down, but there's no way he can stand against all eight of us. We are going to get our parents back together, and we're doing it today. I have a plan, but it takes all of us. Are you guys with us?” he asked, looking at Chance, Jason, Aidan, and finally Jessa.

Matt exhaled and chuckled a little bit when Chance said they were a mini army. It was true, though. "Ok," he said, smiling a little as he nodded to Hannah. "Keys?"

"Right here" she said, holding them up. Matt. Nodding, he added. "I need Hannah and Chance driving in different cars. So Hannah's going to take the keys to Jonathan's car, and Jason, if you'll let Chance borrow the car, that'd be great," he explained. His stomach was in knots, but he knew it was now or never. He bit his lip. He had never come up with a plan like this, but it had to work. It just had to.

"Aidan and Jessa, you guys are going to convince dads that Hayleigh's in the hospital and they have to go with you. Do not let them take their own car. Aidan, you're gonna take Ben, Jessa, you've got Marco. Chance, you're with Jessa, and Hannah, you're with Aidan. Once you have them in the car, get them to the beach. Megan, Jason, Hayleigh and I will be there waiting. That's the easy part."

And it was the easy part. The rest wouldn't be so easy. If they managed to pull this off without screwing up, it'd be a miracle. But Matt refused to think about what could go wrong. They were on a mission.

"Once they set foot in the sand, we're going to need to tackle them. We have to get them sitting down and tie them to the lawn chairs in the garage. It'll be hard, but if the boys take Ben and the girls take Marco, then it shouldn't be too hard. Megan, since you have to stay off your leg, you're in charge of tying them up once they're sitting. If we can get them tied down, then the rest is a piece of cake." Really, that would be the hardest part.

Picking up a rolled newspaper, Matt approached Aidan with it and held it out. "This is for you. Aidan, your job is going to be that they shut up and listen. The second one of them says anything unless he's asked to, you're going to hit him." Ben especially had a problem with not wanting to listen. The newspaper was a precaution, mostly for him. Hopefully, if he was smacked enough times, he would.

"Chance, you're up first. You're going to get into your psychology babble on what kind of affect separation of parents can have on kids. Once he has, guys, it's our turn to knock some sense into them. Megan, Hannah, you girls are going to go after Chance, talk about how what you went through was hard enough and you need both of them there. Jessa, talk about your birth parents. Make them see that we need both of them." And they really did. Even if some of them preferred one parent over the other, they really did need both of them there. This just wasn't working, having them separated.

"Hayleigh, you and I are going to have to go next, we have the hard part. We'll tell dad about Jonathan--including that he's hit dad. It sucks, I know, but we have to do it. And once we do, Jason? Tell dad about the suicide attempt." He thought it over, and he was pretty sure that was everything. They each had their own parts. After a pause, he looked back up. "Ok. That's it. Any questions?"

As the assignments were given out, neither Chance nor Aidan said anything. Instead, both of them nodded. Aidan busied himself listening, fiddling with the sleeve of his sweatshirt as he spoke. He wanted his parents back together, he really did. He missed all of his siblings and he missed his dad. It was okay with Marco, but even he worried about his dad. He wasn't the same, really. He just worked all of the time and seemed sadder, somehow. Not that he could be blamed, he was separated from his husband and half of his family. So, he wanted this just as badly as anyone. And as he was handed the newspaper, Aidan grinned. "I'll keep him quiet." He assured with an affirmative nod of his head. Oh, he'd make sure to keep him from interrupting. Okay, so Aidan was eager to hit Ben with a newspaper, but could you blame him? Could anyone really blame him too much? He didn't think so. And of course he would have a story to tell once they got to Ben. "All right, come on Hannah Banana, let's go." He said, hopping up, ready to go.

Chance took the keys from Jason with a nod. "Thanks." Now, he wished that he had his own car. But, that was long gone now, so it'd have to work. The plan made sense to him and he had remembered everything that was said and didn't need it repeated twice. Honestly, he didn't have any questions and was ready to get out of there as quickly as possible. He wanted this to be done too, just as he was sure that the rest of them did. "Come on, Jessa." He said.

And Aidan had already started to walk towards the door but suddenly stopped and looked back at Matt for a moment. He wasn't sure yet what to say to Ben, but he had a few ideas of what stories he could give that would force him to rush. "So, we can tell him anything, right?" He asked, for clarification. Though, to be honest, even if Matt had said no and gave him a strict script, he would have said anything that he wanted to, that was just how he was.