Tracey pulled up to her usual spot in the driveway. She shut the engine off quickly as her screaming went from muffled to echoing off the large mansion they resided in. She slammed the door "You are such an idiot!"

Jimmy emerged from the passenger side door "I'm the idiot? You didn't know how to get to the corner store and I was showing you! Did fucking all these guys rattle your brain out of your head?"

"God, you're so jealous! Just because you've never touch anything but your penis doesn't make me the idiot!"

"Whore" Jimmy screamed back.

Tracey pressed her lips together as her face crinkled into the center of her head "That's it" she screamed as she turned to the front door "I'm telling dad! DAD!" she called as Jimmy raced to the door to stop her. They wrestled through the door frame and then suddenly stopped. They heard a scream come from their parents' bedroom. Tracey put her hand to her mouth "O.M.G. did you hear that?" she said in a hushed tone "I think those scary men are back!"

They heard another scream. Jimmy hid behind Tracey "Is Dad home? I'll go call him."

She grabbed his arm "No, Jimmy we are prepared now and it will be too late if we wait for Dad! We have to protect Mom, now! Let's go get something from the garage!" they heard another thud "Hurry!" she said pushing him down the hallway.

Michael rolled off of Amanda keeping his eyes locked with hers. He brushed her hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead. He laid down on his back and rested his hands on his stomach. He had his eyes closed with a light smile on his face. Amanda rested her chin on his chest as she watched him rest "I'm so happy we are back home and that everything is over."

His eyes opened in slits as he smiled at her "Me too" he said as he unconsciously stroked her hair. "I love you, Amanda."

"Show me again…?" she said as she swung her leg over his body. They got into it again as Amanda rode up and down arching her back as she screamed again.

Suddenly, she was interrupted by her kids barging it. "GET AWAY FROM HER YOU CREEP!" Jimmy was wearing a hockey mask and all the gear and Tracey was blindly swinging around a tennis racket. Amanda had adjusted herself so she was underneath Michael. They swung blindly knocking Michael in the back a few times. He fell off the bed with a loud thud. "Jimmy, I think we got him!" When they both opened there eyes. Tracey let out a blood curdling scream. "OH MY GOD!" Her eyes were popping out of her head.

"Jesus, what the fuck! No, no ,no ,no!" Jimmy said as he shielded his eyes. They both threw their weapons from their hands and started stripping from their battle gear. Tracey's eyes were closed tight as she waved her hands rapidly by her face whispering ew, ew, ew to herself. She was holding on to Jimmy to lead her out of the room. Jimmy searched for the door in a panic. He smacked his head on the side of the door. Quickly recovering he found the exit.

Amanda scrambled for the covers but they were off the bed and rolled up with Michael. She reached for a pillow and covered herself. Michael slowly got up from the floor rubbing his side. He was ready to get back in bed when Amanda chucked his pants at his face. "What the- what are you doing?"

"Michael! You need to go get them! We need to talk about this." Amanda said now grabbing the covers and wrapping them around her.

"No. We really don't, Amanda." Michael said as he set his pants to the side.

She kicked him with her foot, not letting him get back in the bed. "You know what our family consular said! Anything that happens that upsets someone in the family we need to have a family meeting about it!"

Michael grabbed her foot and swung it to the side as he got back in bed "I'm not."

Amanda's face was hard and angry but then softened as she crossed her arms and looked straight ahead "Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself because if you don't do this, you can guarantee a spot in the guest bedroom and you pleasuring yourself for 6 months."

Michael leaped from the bed screaming for his kids "Guys, wait! FAMILY MEETING NOW!" he screamed tripping and struggling to put on his pants. He raced them out the front door and stopped as they both got into Tracey's car and locked the doors. He stopped, banging on the window "Tracey, unlock this door! Where are you two going?" She started to slowly back up as Michael gripped the door handle "Tracey…Tracey!"

"Daddy, please, get off my door!" she said in a panic, her voice was muffled from the closed window. She tried not to look at her father. Jimmy was yelling at her to floor it.

Then Michael let go and ran behind the car laying down behind it. He spread out his arms over his head so that there was not enough room to go around him either way.

"Just run him over!" Jimmy said.

"Shut up you IDIOT! I can't just run him over! I don't have the money to fix the damages his body is going to do to my car!" She put the car in park and killed the engine. They both reluctantly pulled themselves from the car and made their way into the house, not turning back to look at their Dad.

Michael got up from the ground "Alright…" he grunted as he picked himself up "I have officially lost all pride in myself" he brushed himself off and followed his kids inside.

When inside he saw his kids on the couch, looking ever where except at Amanda who was fully clothed and sitting on the opposite side of the family room in a chair. She had one set up next to her, Michael walked to it and took his place beside her. She stopped him. "Michael…I think it would help if you put a shirt on." She said in a hushed calm tone and sent him up the steps.

When the "meeting" started it was quiet and awkward. And then Michael finally spoke "Okay, I'll start. This a very awkward situation and I think we would all rather just forget it instead of talking about it, but here we are so let's talk."

Amanda stopped him "Why does this bother you guys so much? You do realize how people have kids…" she said stretching out her hands to point at them.

They didn't say anything for a moment and then Tracey spoke "It's just…Mom having sex with…you is just weird."

"What…?" Michael said leaning in with an angry, but confused face.

"We have just seen Mom, doing every other guy BUT you…it's just… I don't know, we aren't used to it." Jimmy chimed in.

"Yeah, like, you two getting a long and loving each other is super out of character!" Tracey added with a disgusted face.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Michael raised his voice. Amanda tried to put a hand on his arm to stop him but it was too late. "Before you kids were around I fucked your mother… A LOT! All the time and she loved it-!"

"Michael-" Amanda said in a harder tone, trying to stop him.

"And any kid whose parents are having trouble and on the brink of being divorced, would LOVE to see them together and actually happy again. You kids are so fucked up! I can't believe-" he was starting to really get into it when Amanda finally stopped him.

"MICHAEL!" he stopped talking "Thank you…" she took a breath before speaking again "what your father is trying to say is that, we are finally happy again and I know you kids haven't seen it but me and your Dad really loved each other" she paused again "I know I haven't been the best example, but no matter how unfaithful I've been…I've always wanted to come back to your Dad and he has always taken me back." She looked up and they shared a smile. Then she rested her head on his shoulder and he rubbed her arm, pulling her to him.

They both watched their parents and then Tracey sighed "I guess…it's kind of cute."

"Yeah… I give it a month." Jimmy said, smirking.

Michael grabbed his hair and mused it up. He pushed him away laughing. "Family hug…?" Michael suggested.

"Hell, no!" Jimmy said getting up and walking back up to his room.

"Yeah…sorry, Daddy, too soon!" She said following Jimmy's lead and leaving "I'm going to the mall, be back in, like, an hour!"

Michael looked at both of his kids leaving the room and sighed, putting his arms down. Amanda giggled and patted his chest "It's okay..." She said, giving his cheek a kiss. They moved themselves to the couch to watch T.V. They cuddled under the covers as their family finally seemed to be in sync.

Michael leaned in and started to kiss her neck. She stopped him before he got to her chest "Oh no, sorry, Michael, too soon." She giggled as Michael smiled at her. She wrapped her hands around his shoulders as he kissed her. Their bodies ducked behind the couch as Michael crawled on top of her.

The End.