Breanna picked up the phone as she sat at the kitchen table. She dialed part of Kevin and Eve's phone number but quickly hung up. "I can't." She whined to Izabel. "Yes you can." Izabel replied, taking the phone away from Breanna. Izabel dialed the number for her and listened as the phone rang. As soon as someone picked up, she quickly handed the phone back to Breanna. "Hello?" Breanna asked hesitantly into the phone. "Breanna?" Kevin asked back. "Yeah, it's me." She replied quietly. "What's wrong?" He asked with concern. "Why do you think something's wrong? Can't I call to see how everyone's doing? To see how my little niece is?" She demanded. Kevin sighed and smiled to himself. "Breanna, I know you. Something's wrong. It's only 8 o'clock where you're at. You're never awake that early." He stated. "You do know me too well. Yeah, I guess there's a real reason I'm calling. There's something I need to tell you and Eve. Something I've been putting off for six months." She began to say. "Eve's asleep right now. I'm letting her sleep in today but if you want, I can go wake her." Kevin offered. "No, don't wake her. What I have to tell you won't change if she's awake or asleep. You can just tell her when she wakes up." "Okay, so what's going on?" Kevin coaxed. "You're sitting down, right?" Breanna asked, biting her lower lip in nervousness.

Howie arrived at his hotel a few hours earlier and strolled around the gazebo of the Loews Santa Monica hotel as the sun rose. He walked around admiring everything around him for 3 hours. He took a long stroll on the beach thinking about what he was going to do as he watched joggers run past him. His khaki pants and over sized black button down shirt blew in the ocean breeze as his loose hair clung to his face. He could feel the cool ocean mist and closed his eyes for a brief amount of time to just feel. Feel the cool air; feel the cool mist; hear the comforting sounds of the waves and seagulls. Before he knew it, it was already 7:45am. Once he made it back to the hotel he stopped at the door and turned around to watch the waves crash onto the sand. He always loved that hotel because it was quiet and private with a great view of the ocean he so loved to play in with Breanna when they were together. He could also see the Pier from his room. When Howie walked back into the hotel he was greeted by a bellboy. "Sir, they're serving breakfast right over there." The young man said pointing to an entrance of another room. "Thanks, but I'm not really hungry." Howie replied with a friendly smile as he walked towards the elevator. He glanced down at his watch that stated 11am. His watch was still set to Orlando time. After he entered his hotel room he went straight to the phone and dialed AJ's cell phone number. "Yeah...who is this?" AJ demanded after not recognizing the phone number on his caller ID. "Well, at least you're awake." Howie replied. "Oh hey D! I got some shit to tell you!" AJ stated with a laugh. "Oh yeah? What is it?" Howie asked with a smile on his face. He knew AJ was the one he could count on when he was feeling down. "I'm at Brian's house LECTURING him and Nick about DRINKING!" AJ shouted into the phone laughing his ass off. "What?" Howie laughed. "When I got to Brian's this morning a few hours after I dropped you off at the airport ALL of the alcohol was gone. Completely! They drank it all. And, get this! I found Brian passed out in the shower." AJ stated. "Oh AJ, you didn't!" "I did!!" AJ replied with pride. "He's a fuckin' jerk!" Howie could hear Nick shout in the background. "So, Brian got wet?" "Oh yeah! Brian was going for that drowned rat look this fine morning." AJ joked. "Well, I'm glad to hear you're having so much fun, AJ." Howie laughed.

"So does he know?" Kevin asked Breanna after she explained her situation. To Breanna's surprise she wasn't crying. She was calm. "No, not yet. After I tell all of you, I'm going to call Howie. I was thinking about calling Polly to ask for her advice but I'm assuming she's not too happy with me." Breanna explained. "Actually, she's more upset at Howie for not getting on with his life. She knows and understands why you did what you did, but she's just a little perplexed with her brother." Kevin replied with a slight laugh. "Should I call her?" Breanna asked. "No, I don't think you need advice. There is no way of telling him this easily. Just say it, step back, and see what he does. There's not much else I can tell you, Hun." Kevin stated. "I know. Well, I'm going to call Brian. Thanks, Kevin." Breanna said quietly. "I'm always here for you, remember that. We're family." Kevin stated. "I know." Breanna said in an almost whisper. "Well, go call Brian. I love you, Bree." "Me too, Kev." Breanna replied. Breanna clicked the off button on her cordless phone and looked towards Izabel. "Call him." Izabel stated. "It'll get easier." Izabel promised as Breanna dialed Brian's number, nodding her head as she agreed with Izabel.

"Oh man! Someone stop that ringing!" Brian shouted as he continued to pound his head on the kitchen table. Nick wasn't nearly as bad as Brian and laughed at his friend as he got up to answer the phone. AJ was in the living room on his phone with Howie laughing his ass off at Brian's unfortunate situation. Nick glanced down at caller ID and looked up at Brian with a shocked expression on his face. "Bri, it's Breanna!" Nick stated. "What?" Brian and AJ asked together. Every one knew that Breanna never woke up early. It was almost a sin if she did. They often joked that if she was awake before noon then it was a sign of a bad day. Nick handed the phone to Brian who answered it with little enthusiasm. "Well, you sound wonderful." Breanna joked trying to make herself feel better. "Oh I sure feel it, too!" Brian replied smiling. He still felt like crap but he wasn't going to take it out on Breanna. "You know something's up, right?" Breanna finally asked after a few minutes of small talk. "Yeah, I do. We all do. Nick and AJ. They're here." Brian explained. "Oh good, cuts down on calling them all separately to basically tell you all the same thing." Breanna said under her breath. "What? Tell us what?" Brian asked after catching the last few words Breanna and mumbled. "I have something to tell you guys. All of you. I already told Kevin and Eve." Breanna explained. "Do you want D to know cause AJ's on the phone with him right now and..." "NO!" Breanna shouted. Brian pulled the phone away from his ear and grimaced as he rubbed it. "No, I didn't *really* need my hearing, Bree. I can sing without it." Brian complained. "Sorry, Bri." Breanna giggled. "Well, how about I call you back once AJ is off the phone with him that way it's easier to rely to the others what you're telling me." Brian offered. "Okay." Breanna agreed. "Good, cause I'm about to throw my guts up if I don't get off the phone right now." Brian stated. Breanna laughed, "Okay, call me back when you get a chance. Oh and Brian? Izabel is with me so you better have been good." Breanna warned. "Oh shit..." Brian sighed. "Call me back, Brian." Breanna demanded. "Okay, later girl!" Brian said, hanging up.

Brian handed the phone back to Nick to put away and looked at AJ who was still on the phone with Howie. "Get off the phone, man!" Brian mouthed as he put his hand up in the sign of the phone. AJ waved him off and continued to talk. AJ didn't hear what Brian had been saying to Breanna thus having no clue what was going on. AJ didn't want Howie to know that Breanna was on the phone with Brian and continued to talk to him while Brian was on the phone. "GET OFF!" Nick shouted. "Hey man, somethin's up with Frick and Frack so I'm gonna go. I'll call you later. Alright, later man." AJ said as he hung up the phone. "Okay, what's going on now?" AJ asked. Brian quickly explained what Breanna had told him to AJ. "So, what do you thinks goin' on?" Nick asked AJ. "She sounded serious but I wanted to wait until you were off the phone." Brian stated. "I think I know what's going on." AJ stated absent mindedly. "You do?" Brian asked, perking up. "Yeah, but I think I'll let her tell you guys." AJ replied, getting up to leave the room.