John made her look at him and said “it was him or our family…he picked his fight. You don’t need to think about it more then that. Can you move?” He turned to Fia and asked “you know where my room is? Your mom needs clothes…”

Drake leaned on him as they walked inc Trish getting the door. Serena was laying on the couch, slowly starting to come around slowly. Drake said weakly “thank goodness…they are okay…”