"Simon!" Jack pleaded.

"No, Jack, I am not going to another foster home, or back to the one I have now."

"Come on, I don't want to go without you, maybe now the police will listen."

"No, they won't, they never do."

"Bye Simon."

Simon watched as Jack jumped down from the tree house and turned to disappear into the forest.

"No, Jack where are you going?"

"Home."

Diing doooooooong Ryan answered the door, and was quite surprised. Jack was back, and with him was Simon.

"Could you call up our social service worker? We wish to speak to him." Jack stated.

"Already here," Jack and Simon turned to look at Mr. Crake, who was reclining on a sofa, "sit down please boys."

After hours of discussing, Mr. Crake finally slammed his hand down on the coffee table.

"No!" He yelled, sick of arguing, "You two will not be living together, and that's final!"

Simon stood up anger pouring out of him, Jack grabbed Simon to keep him from attacking Mr. Crake, but Simon pulled away from his brother's grasp. With one last glare at Mr. Crake, Simon bolted towards the door. He already knew it was locked, and a lot stronger than before, Jack had told him about them having to get a new door, since he wrecked the old one. So Simon just pushed off it to propel himself out an open window. The manoeuvre worked perfectly. Simon did a roll when he hit the ground then pulled himself up and ran.