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Greg strummed on his guitar laying down on the back of the van, and looking up at the ceiling. He was greatful that Wirt had convinced Sara to let him stay, but he felt like he was intruding. After all Wirt had his life together, he'd graduated the top of his class in high school, went to college, got a degree, married the girl of his dreams, owned a nice house, had nice cars...and here he was...a college dropout disowned by his parents and forced to rely on his much too nice older brother. He almost wished that Wirt had turned him down, maybe then he wouldn't feel like such a huge moocher. He looked up, as a car pulled up onto the driveway and Wirt stepped out and sighed.

"Rough day?" Asked Greg.

"Yup, y'know I'm really starting to regret being a lawyer." Said Wirt, as he went over and sat down next to Greg. "I mean its a good job but...I'm not...happy with it."

"What? but you have a great life!" Exclaimed Greg, making Wirt chuckle.

"Seems like it right? Y'know I think the only thing I am happy with is that I married Sara, I mean yeah I have all that other stuff but...I'm not happy with it. At least you decided to go with something you love." Said Wirt, Greg sighed and looked down at his guitar.

"Yeah and look where that got me." Said Greg solemnly, Wirt gently placed a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Hey, if every porkchop were perfect..." Said Wirt, Greg looked up at his brother and smiled softly.

"We wouldn't have hot dogs." Finished Greg, before strumming a few more notes on his guitar. The two brothers sat there, Wirt closed his eyes and listened to Greg play on the guitar. When they were kids, he used to think his brother's little musical outbursts were annoying...their time in the Unknown however, gave Wirt a better appreciation for his brother as well as a few other things. Now that he thought about it, he was lucky...Greg was right, he did have a good life. Especially considering how it wouldn't have happened if they didn't leave the unknown.

" I guess you're right. So, Mr. famous rockstar do you ever think you'd get married or start a family?" Asked Wirt, Greg paused for a second he'd never actually thought about that.

"I dunno, I guess it comes down to if I find the right person, I mean you and Sara you were made for each other. Plus, I live in the back of my van infront of my brother's house...not exactly the kind of place to raise a family." Said Greg, looking back at his messy truck with clothes and food wrappers, as well as some equipment. There was also a small mattress, Wirt was honestly not sure how his brother could live like this.

"Maybe she's out there somewhere, the future Mrs. Universe if you think about it somewhere out there is the person who you'll want to spend the rest of forever with, you may meet her tomorrow or in a year...but she's out there. And when she meets you and falls in love with you...she won't care if you live in a van or in a mansion. Because true love isn't measured by what you have." Said Wirt, Greg smiled and looked up at the starry sky and wondering if somewhere his future love was looking up at the stars too.

"Thanks Wirt, I owe you...a lot." Said Greg, Wirt shrugged his shoulders in response.

" Hey, we're brothers and that means we help each other out. Maybe someday mom and dad will see how wrong they were and take you back." Said Wirt, Greg scoffed clearly not believing it. Wirt rolled his eyes affectionately. "Just play something for me."

Greg smiled, and began to play once more.

"Well here we are." Said Greg, as he parked the van outside of a house. He smiled as Steven looked up in awe at the large house, it reminded him a lot of Connie's house. Greg looked up at the house, he hadn't set foot there in over 20 years. Not once had his parents ever phoned or written or anything...though to be fair he hadn't either, and he did move around the country a lot playing and trying to be a rockstar. When he met Rose she asked him about his family, and he'd told her what happened...she didn't take it well. They didn't even know Steven existed, or about Rose or about what had happened.

"Dad, are you ok?" Asked Steven looking up at his dad in concern.

"Yeah I'm ok, just thinking." Said Greg reassuringly. Steven furrowed his brows, the gems had told his dad that he should do it, that it would be a good idea for Steven to connect with his human family not just Rose's gem one. Still, he could tell that his dad wasn't having the easiest time of it all.

"Maybe we should go back, we can see them another time." Said Steven, Greg smiled and ruffled Steven's hair.

" It's fine kiddo, I'm just a bit overwhelmed." Said Greg, before looking up at the house. Well, they made it this far hadn't they? He sighed, and unbuckled his seatbelt, the two of them exited the van and walked up the steps. Apprehensively, Greg rang the doorbell...unsure of what would happened. The door was opened, by a dark skinned woman, who paused when she looked at him.

"Hey Sarah." Said Greg sheepishly.

"Greg? Is that you?" She asked, looking at him up and down.

"Yeah...hi." Said Greg, Steven looked up at her and smiled recalling his vision about his dad's life and seeing her and uncle Wirt in the graveyard. His Aunt Sarah was really pretty, his eyes widened when she looked angry.

"Where have you been for the past 20 years!?" She exclaimed. "Do you know how worried sick I was? I woke up in the middle of the night, being called by police that my husband is dead and my brother-in-law vanished? All those years wondering where you were if you were ok, if you were even alive and now you show up and all you can say is 'yeah hi?" Exclaimed Sarah, who was nearing tears when she noticed Steven. "And...and whose this?"

"This is my son Steven." Said Greg, all this time he thought Sarah would be angry with him because he thought she'd blame him for Wirt's death, but it seemed she was angry for other reasons. Sarah looked down at Steven and the anger immediately vanished, before looking back up at Greg. "The thing is...Wirt and I had a fight and...then a car ran him over, it was my fault...and...I ...I thought you'd hate me, so I set off with my manager and...well...I met this beautiful woman named Rose. She liked my music and we loved each other...then we had Steven."

"So...where is she?" Asked Sarah looking around for Rose.

" Um, its a long story." Said Greg.

"Sarah? what's all the racket?" Said an old man's voice inside, Sarah looked back as a scruffy haired man hobbled out and he stopped when he saw Greg and Steven.

"Hey dad um...I want you to meet someone, this is Steven...your grandson." Said Greg, not really knowing what else to say. The old man looked down at Steven who smiled up at him, "Dad I...I'm sorry...I"

"No...I'm sorry, when your brother died and then you disappeared, your mother she...she couldn't handle losing two of her sons so she...her heart couldn't take it. Living here all these years, I realized I was much too hard on Wirt when he was younger...and much harder on you when you grow up. I'm sorry son." Said The old man, Steven sniffed and looked up at his dad who hugged his own father. The old man smiled and hugged him, Steven smiled and looked up at his Aunt Sarah who smiled at him.

" Come in, we have much to talk about." Said the old man, ruffling Steven's dark curls. Steven smiled, and followed the adults in, when he stopped and saw all of the pictures on the walls. One that caught his eye, was a family portrait of his grandparents, his dad, and hus uncle Wirt, his dad was hugging a small frog and smiling. He looked, as his grandpa sat down across from his dad while Sarah went to get drinks. Immediately Steven went over and sat down, looking at his grandpa, who listened as his dad told him everything.