Disclaimer: I don't own Four Brothers, but I do own the original character, Nikki.

Summary: The girl next door never had it good; neither did the Mercer boys that she hung out with. Now that the boys are out for revenge, someone's gotta take care of them, right?

A/N: Ah yes, another sister type story. What can you say, the idea is pretty repetitive. My main character isn't a Mercer kid though, just hung out with them too much, so maybe that can be a breath of fresh air. This is my first Four Brothers fan fic, so I hope you guys like. Reviews are much appreciated, and I'd really like to hear what you guys think: good, bad, it's all good. Anyway, on the story. Flashback is in italics.

Story title is from The Temptations. The song was played in the movie, and I thought it was one of the best on the soundtrack.

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"Oh shit," The eyes of the eleven-year-old tiny girl, standing at the height under four feet, were wide in fear. Her hair was messy, strands covering her face. Her mouth slightly open, scared to even breathe, she grimaced at the gun shot. "Oh, shit," She mumbled, opening the door, hearing the roar of a man's voice shatter the silence of the house.

"Nikki!" He yelled, and Nikki slammed the front door shut.

"Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit," She repeated over and over, running frantically next door. She shuddered every time the bullets would ring through the neighborhood. Looking up at the house, and running, she banged on the Mercer door. "Bobby!" She banged, still looking at the door at her own house. "Bobby!" Knees shaking, she gave up, yelling every Mercer brother's name. "Jackie! Angel! Jerry!" Grimacing at another shot, one that sounded closer than the last time, she banged with two fists, "Assholes! Open the door!" With that, the door flew open to Bobby, and Evelyn standing behind him.

"What the fuck is going on?" Bobby asked, sticking his head out to look outside.

"He-" Nikki's shoulders jumped, and eyes snapped shut at the gunshot, with her front door flying open.

"Get inside," Bobby said, pushing Nikki into Evelyn's arms.

"Bobby, no!" Nikki yelled, as Evelyn quickly closed the door, pulling her into the house.

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"Oh, shit," Nikki mumbled to herself, looking up at the Mercer household. She sighed; staring at how empty and mundane it looked now that Evelyn had passed away. Slowly, her glance moved to the house on the left. It seemed peaceful now, after all the havoc it caused in her life.

Shaking her head, Nikki stepped over the snow, the cab driving away, her bag clenched in her hands. Shaking her head, she rang the doorbell, and took a breath, getting the gut feeling that she should have thought more clearly about coming back home.

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"Just shut up Angel!" Bobby yelled, shaking his head at a grunting Angel, stomping up the stairs. Shooting Angel's back a dirty look, Bobby opened the door; to a girl carrying a duffle bag, a black purse hanging over her right shoulder, and a right eyebrow raised. "Shit! Nikki, baby!"

Bobby said, grabbing the petite girl into his big arms, careful not to squeeze her to death.

"Nick?" Jerry asked, standing up from the chair, to see who came in. "Oh, shiit! Nikki!" Jerry said, as Bobby let go, a smile on his face, as Jerry took her into his own arms.

Nikki struggled to breath, and patted him on the back. Jerry let her go, the two grinning silly, and Nikki raised her eyebrow again, "Why the fuck didn't anyone call me yesterday? It was the funeral for fuck sake!"

Bobby looked at Jerry, who was already looking at Bobby. "Uh," Bobby muttered and then gave a shrug, "I don't know?"

"Nikki?" Nikki's eyes turned into slits, as Jack appeared in the hallway.

"You," Nikki scowled, putting her hand on her hip. "What the hell is wrong you, huh? Can't even tell me about the funeral. Shit, Jackie, just walk down the street and pick me up!" Nikki yelled, walking angrily towards Jack, who backed up slowly. "Well, say something!"

Jack looked at Bobby, then back at Nikki, "Sorry?"

Nikki ran towards Jack, her fists clenched, but only to get caught and spun around by Bobby.

"No bloodshed on Thanksgiving, girls," Bobby said, his arms around Nikki as she used all her strength, inching closer to Jack.

Jack laughed, "C'mon Nick, come get me."

Nikki glared, and quickly turned her head to Bobby. Bobby stared at her, and shrugged, letting her go.

"Bobby!" Jack yelled, as Nikki lunged at him, knocking him over, as he shielded his face.

Jerry smiled at Bobby, who laughed, "Just like the old days."

Bobby snorted with laughter, as Nikki continued to punch and scratch, "Get em', Nick! Get that Cracker Jack!"

"Wait," Jerry said to himself. "You two live in the same apartment?"

Nikki turned around, sitting on Jack, and Jack's eyes got wide. He slowly took arms out of protection, and Nikki quickly slapped him without looking.

"You guys living in the same apartment?" Bobby asked, suddenly serious. "You two together or something?"

"No!" The two yelled, looking at each other after the outburst.

Nikki stood up, "No, we don't. We're not." She said quickly, as Jack picked himself up.

"She just lives down the street," He explained, and Nikki nodded.

"Living in the same city?" Bobby cocked an eyebrow.

Nikki mocked Bobby's eyebrow raise, "New York City is pretty fucking big, Bobby."

Bobby's eyebrow dropped, "Well Cracker Jack didn't say he was still in contact with Little Nikki."

Jack and Nikki simultaneously looked at each other.

"Uh, I don't know," Nikki shrugged.

Jack shrugged right after, "Sorry?"

"What the hell are ya'll yelling about?" Angel said, rushing down the stairs. He smiled, his white teeth shining, "Nikki!" Angel ran, taking Nikki into his arms, and spinning her around. "What are you doing here?"

Nikki laughed, "That's a stupid question. I'm here for Ma." Nikki spun around, a fist lunging towards Jack's crotch, but stopped inches before. "Some asshole couldn't even tell me when the funeral was. His coke-head of a room-mate had to tell me."

"Well, we're happy to see you, kid," Angel said, wrapping his arm around the tiny figure.

Nikki looked around at the house, and sighed, "I'm happy to see you guys, too."

"Come on Nick, let's watch some hockey just like the old days," Bobby said, grabbing her arm out of Angel's grasp. "We'll let the fairy cook in peace."