Ok, total AU. I don't know. It could have happened. I'm not sure. It a story about Abby's past. This is like my second Fic so be kind. Kind CC is welcome. Actually review whatever you want. So here goes.

DISCLAIMER- I do not own, Abby, Eric or Maggie!

Abby-15 Eric-8 Maggie-Who really knows?

"Abby." Eric whispered. "Abby, wake up" he said a bit louder, gently pushing the lump of sheets in which his big sister was supposedly under. "Abby, please wake up!" He shouted, jumping on her.

Abby shot up. "What the hell do you want Eric?" She asked him putting her head back on her pillow. "Its Saturday morning, go away!"

"But Abbyyyyy" He whined, jumping up and down on top of her.

"Ok Eric, I'm up. Now what the fuck do you want?"

"Don't swear." He said climbing into her lap.

"I'm sorry, now what's wrong?"

"Mom isn't here, she's gone."

"She left again?" Eric nodded his head. "Fuck." She whispered.


"Sorry!" Abby lifted Eric off of her lap and got out of bed. "Try to get back to sleep ok Eric?" He nodded his head and closed his eyes. Abby walked out of her room and down the hall to her mother's room.

"Maggie?" Abby said, slowly opening the door. Abby had never really called her mom. Maybe when she was really young, but Abby could never really remember calling Maggie mom. Abby walked into the bedroom. She tried to avoid this room as much as she could. She slowly looked around the room. Eric was right, mo Maggie.

"Told ya."

Abby jumped up. "Jesus Eric! Stop scaring me."


"It's ok, why are you up so early anyways?"

"I have soccer practice in a half an hour." Eric's face fell.

Abby sighed "well then you'd better get ready."

"You'll take me?" His eyes brightened.

"Ill be downstairs when you're ready."

"Thanks Abby, you're the best!" He said hugging her tightly.

"I'm not going to be the best if I die from being squeezed too hard." Eric laughed. "Ok, now go get your soccer stuff!"

"Ok" Eric ran off to his room as Abby went to hers. She put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and headed downstairs, checking her pocket to make sure she had her cigarettes there. A few minutes later Eric sat at the kitchen table clad is his blue and white soccer uniform.

"Ok, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Ummm, one of your cigarettes." Abby glared at him. She didn't smoke much. Only at school with some friends and when she was stressed out, which was unfortunately becoming more and more lately. "Just kidding, I just want some cereal."

"Good because I don't know how to make anything else." Abby got Eric a bowl, some milk, his cereal, and a spoon and put it on the table.

"Aren't you going to eat something Abby?"

"I don't eat breakfast."

"My teacher says that it's the most important meal of the day." He stated matter-of-factly, taking in a huge spoonful of cereal.

"Well, your teacher is a liar."

"Are her pants an fire?" He asked taking another spoonful.

"Sure, why not. Are you ready to go?"

Eric picked up the bowl in his hands and drank the rest of the milk from his bowl. Abby couldn't help but smile. "Yep, all done."

"Ok then, lets walk to the park."


As Abby and Eric walked down the street to the park, Eric was full of questions.

"Abby, why did mom leave again?"

"I don't know."

"Where's dad?"

"I don't know."

"Why do you always say 'I don't know'?"

"I don't know"

"Abby, how old am I?"

"I don't- you're eight."

"And your 15"

"Almost 16."

"So does that mean that you can drive me to soccer soon?"

"It sure does. Hey isn't that your team?" Abby pointed out other boys in white and blue uniforms.

"Yeah, that's them." Eric exclaimed. "Are you going to stay and watch?"

"Well, I'm going to go home, do some laundry and catch the end of your practice, ok?


"Give me a hug?" Eric gave Abby a quick hug.

"Don't worry Abby, I wont tell anyone that mom isn't at home." She just nodded.

"Ok, have fun." She waved as he ran over to his team.

SO what do you think?? I have the whole thing written out, it's just the process of typing it.