Lizzy stares at the little girl in Brian's arms, wondering what woman Brian got pregnant this time.

"I know what you're thinking, Lizzy, and I will tell you now, this is not my kid. At least- I don't think she is" Brian explains, handing Lisa over to an excited Jimmy, who starts to bounce her up and down in his arms, turning to the fridge.
"Alright duckie, we've got leftover Pizza, beer, red vines, beer, Matt's weird throat shit, beer, Brian's vegetables and beer. What'll be?" he asks, staring at it's empty contents.

"You can't feed a two year old any of that stuff! You guys were all kids once, you didn't see your parents feeding you beer and leftover pizza" Lizzy says.
"Except for---"
"Yeah, I know, but Dad was an exception Brian. He doesn't know the first thing about childcare either" she says with a grin. She still remembers the time he forgot to go grocery shopping so she and Brian had eaten a packet of cookie dough and one of his 'special drinks' for their dinner.

"We can send Jason out for supplies. Hey baby, didn't expect to see you so soon" Zacky says, walking out of the bunks tousled haired and make up free, sweeping Lizzy into a kiss.

Oh yeah. Lizzy and Zacky were kind of an item. Much to Brian's annoyance, the two had been dating for just over a year. Thanks to the fact that she was in high school, and about five years younger than Zacky, they didn't see each other that often- but she was eighteen, and could make her own decisions.
"Hey- stop eating each other's faces off and help us work out what to do with the new mini-Brian!" Jimmy said, almost outraged, and the pair pulled away, Zacky flipping Jimmy off.

"Babe, tonight you stay at my place. You have no idea how much I've missed you" he whispers and kisses her one last time, just to hear Brian announce,
"Hey I heard that!"

"They've probably got some food in the theatre- mini me, you coming with me and mini Brian or are you and Zacky gonna clear everyone out and then fuck on the couch?" Jimmy asks, grabbing a slice of cold pizza and breaking part of it off for Lisa, who grins and stuffs it in her mouth, much to his happiness. He coos when she laughs and tears off a bite of pizza with his teeth, almost like a vampire.
"That was one time, big fudge- we told you we would be busy!" Lizzy growls, and Brian's eyebrows shoot up so high, they're in danger of disappearing into his hair.

"Come on. Lisa, have you ever played drums before? I swear I saw you behind the kit with Metallica just the other week..."

***

Jimmy has Lisa sat on his lap, only part of his huge drumkit set up in the empty theatre already. She is holding the sticks in her little hands and hitting anything she can see- which means a lot of one cymbal and the snare drum, because her tiny feet can't reach the bass drum. She'd have to have gotten off Jimmy's lap and hit it with her hands to make any sort of noise with it.

"See- you're already getting the hang of it, duckie! Just keep hitting that and try not to hit me. I want to be able to see for tonight's show" Jimmy praises her and she laughs, throwing the drumsticks up in the air, almost knocking on Lizzy's head.
"You really love her, don't you? You guys only took her in last night, or so Brian told me" Lizzy says, and Jimmy swivels round on his little seat, getting Lisa away from the drums.

"He found her underneath his jacket in the dressing room. We still don't know who her parents are- or where she appeared from, she was just there. It was Brian's idea to keep her with us" Jimmy explains softly, kissing Lisa's little cheek. He's already smitten, but Lizzy's head is ticking.

Before she left this morning, she found a document on the kitchen table, where her Dad had been sat up all night. She'd figured he was working on something for the studio, but at the top of the paper, it had stated it was a birth certificate.
It wasn't hers or Brian's. In fact- it was for someone called Lisa Marie Haner, and their father was listed as her father.

"Jimbo- you said you had no idea where this little girl came from right? And that...Brian was the person who wanted to keep her?"
"Yeah. I mean...she kind of looks like you guys. She's got your eyes- the dark brown ones"

Lizzy suddenly stares at the girl on Jimmy's laps eyes- seeing almost a mirror reflection of her own, and Brian's too. Chocolate brown, almost like the eyes are melted chocolate, and they burn into your soul.

Could Jimmy's little buddy Lisa...be Lisa Marie Haner- Lizzy and Brian's little sister?