IT WASN'T HARD TO SNEAK THE WOMAN OUT OF THE NURSING HOME.

It wasn't hard convincing her that her name was Aunt Ginger either.

Debbie had latched herself onto the old woman, leading her down the sidewalk and into the house,

"Oh, my goodness." Aunt Ginger gasped as she walking into the living room,

"What's wrong?" Veronica asked her,

"Nothing." The old woman responded, "Everything is just the way I remember it."

Fiona smiled at her, "We kept the house exactly the same, Aunt Ginger."

She squeezed Fiona's arm, "Oh, I can see that, dear." She pointed to a bookshelf that was against the wall in the far corner of the living room,  "Oh, look, there's the bookcase my brother Norman built."

The young redhead grabbed Aunt Ginger's suitcase and headed towards the stairs, "Do you want me to show you to your room, Aunt Ginger?"

"Oh, that would be just wonderful." The old woman shuffled after the girl, "And after I wash up, why don't I make us all some nice supper?"

Fiona grinned at V and Cameron, "Okay."

"Hey..." They all turned to see the man dressed as the old woman, who was finally waking up, "Wh-Where am I?"

"Dad." Fiona and Cameron sighed at the same time, 

"I'm on it." Frank grabbed Mr. Perry's shoulder, "Let's go, Perry."

He led the man to the front door, placing him on their front porch before closing it behind him, "Problem solved." Frank smirked, beer in his hand, 

The rest of the evening, Debbie and Aunt Ginger did multiple activities. Cooked, took family photos, embroidered aprons. It kept the youngest female Gallagher entertained all evening, which was hard to do.

Cameron had just gotten Liam to sleep when there was a knock on the door. She sighed and opened the front door, her face staying cold as she made eye contact with Steve,

"Yeah?"

"Is Ian here?" He asked her,

"Upstairs." Cam answered, leaning against the doorframe,

Steve reached into his pocket and handed her two tickets, "Give him these, would ya?"

She looked down at them for a moment before nodding, "Okay."

They stood there for a moment, just staring at each other. She really wanted to forgive him, to let him in, but she was too complicated. If Steve couldn't handle her father, he couldn't handle anything else that came with the Gallagher name,

"Well, if you need me, I'll be across the street in the bushes stalking you." Steve turned to walk away and Cameron tried to hide her grin, "I saw you smile!"

She rolled her eyes before slamming the door behind her.

The next morning, Cameron was sitting at the table with Liam on her lap. She was trying to feed him some of Aunt Ginger's and Debbie's eggs benedict. The toddler refused to eat it and she ended up feeding him potatoes.

Carl walked downstairs with two plastic action figures on a paper plate. Cameron snapped her fingers at him, "Hey! Whatchu doing with that?"

"I'm trying to melt them together in the microwave." 

She shrugged, "No explosions."

"Got it." He grinned, walking to the appliance and sticking them in,

"Smells good!" Frank declared as he walked inside through the back door. Debbie handed him a plate, "I've missed you, Ginger."

The old man sat next to Cameron and began eating his breakfast,

Lip walked into the kitchen and went to his younger brother, "Yo, bud. You take the killing bat?"

"No."

"The bat's missing?" Cameron asked,

"Uh... misplaced." Lip replied as he grabbed his boots,

"We're making eggs benedict, Lip." Debbie informed her older brother,

"Oh, great."

Fiona exited the living room after cleaning it, "That woman will be here in 45 minutes. You better be ready." She told Frank,

"I pay that bureaucratic know-nothing her salary." Frank stated, taking a bite of his potatoes, "I'll be ready when I say I'm ready."

Fiona took a bite of a biscuit before turning to Lip, who was by the back door, "Eat some breakfast, Lip."

"No, I gotta go." He put on his jacket and turned his gaze to the redhead, "But save some for me, will ya, Debs?"

"Yeah, okay."

Lip closed the door behind him as Frank called out, "It's essential that families share meals together."

Cameron smirked as Lip walked back in and went for Franks plate. He turned the eggs benedict into a sandwich and took a large bite, "Mm. That's great, Debs. Thanks." He mumbled before leaving again.

Without another word, Frank stood up and handed Deb his now empty plate and grabbed a new one with more food. Debbie pouted and watched as Frank sat down again,

"Who's that?" Aunt Ginger asked,

"That's my dad."

Cameron left to make it to the lunch rush. After her shift, she made it home in time to help bring 'Aunt Ginger' back to the nursing home. 

The woman gave Debbie a kiss on the cheek before heading towards other members of the home, offering Rice Krispie treats. Debbie's face crumpled up and Cameron pulled the younger girl into her arms, "It's okay, Debs. We can come visit." She whispered into the girl's hair as she cried into Cam's abdomen,

Fiona and Cameron led Debbie out of the building. They walked towards the L, "I have a date with Tony and his mom tonight."

Cameron's eyebrows shot up, "So you and Tony are gonna be a serious thing?"

Her sister shrugged, "I don't know. I mean, he's nice, he's got a good job. I already took his virginity, might as well keep going with it."

"But meeting the mom? That's a bit extreme for the second date, isn't it?"

Fiona sighed, "Yeah... a little too... north side."

"Who knows? He might be good for you." 

"Maybe Tony will take us for a ride in his cop car!" Debbie chipped in excitingly, "And I know Carl would want to play wit his taser."

The two women smiled at each other before Cameron ruffled the red head's hair, 

"What about Steve? You gonna give him another chance?" Fiona questioned her younger sister,

"Yeah." Cam nodded, "Yeah, I think I am."

"You're gonna have to tell him everything, then." 

Cameron swallowed nervously. She wasn't one to tell her significant others about her past. About her mental stability and drug issues. It usually scared men away.

Sean and Charlie were the only ones who really knew her situation outside of her south side family.

Would Steve run if he knew? Maybe. But then he wasn't really worth it anyways.