Only Hope/Chapter One

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters you reconize from Pacific Blue, but any others, I do own. You can use them for your sites with a lil' credit to 'acrox2001'! That's it..you don't have to ask!

Author's note: This isn't my first PB fic, but it is my first posting one publicly. And I'm kid, so I prefer to use kids in my stories to make it easier to write about. My next PB fic will come after this one is complete cuz I have five other stories going. Please read and review!

TC looked at the picture of his ex-wife Chris Kelly. He noticed a picture folded behind it and figured it was a member of Chris's family. He opened the back of the frame and took it out then straightened it.

It wasn't a member of her family. It was his little half-sister. Kara was now twelve; in the picture of TC and her she was barely six. Her straight blonde hair was glowing in the sunlight and her clear blue eyes were full of mischief and fun and glares from the sun danced in them. She had always been on the chubby said and this picture showed it, but she never seemed affected by this. TC was golding her with a smile just as bright as hers. One of his arms supported her as her arm was around his neck. His other arm layed across the shoulder of his stepbrother Kevin, then eight, now fourteen. His straight, dark brown hair hung across his face and his brown eyes seemed dull and bored next to TC's and Kara's. He was forcing a half-smile on him.

TC remembered that day clearly. HIs mom had came by his house in a hurry from picking them up from after-schoolcare. Right before they left, TC's mom snapped that photo and mailed him a copy a week later with no returna ddress. He hadn't seen or heard of them since. He didn't know where they lived or anything. His stepdad Kay had done this. Kara had called on her eighth birthday. She had hurriedly told him that Jay moved a lot for reasons she never knew. Kara and Kevin had moved 14 times since that day. She told him she loved him but for their mom and her safety couldn't gie their number or address out.

Suddenly the doorbell rung. He expected it to be Cory but instead saw a little girl. She had a black eye and a tiny gash under her other eye. It had stopped bleeding but the dry blood sorrounded it and it was definately infected. Her clothes were torn and tatered. "T-TC?" she asked hopefully. It suddenly occured to him who she was.

His sister, Kara.