𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇|𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

Joey along with the rest of her family and friends ran to the spot below the L where apparently a dead body was supposed to be. She doubted that it would actually be Frank, but that didn't mean a little worry didn't settle in the pit of her stomach. Jakob gave her hand a light squeeze in assurance to which she sent him a grateful look.

"Do you know who that is?" Fiona questioned, running up to the officers along with everyone else. Joey took notice of the coroner truck along with the yellow tape which caused a gasp to escape her lips. However when she saw the cop roll the body over who wasn't Frank she let out a sigh of relief and hugged Jakob tightly.

"See Debs? Wherever the fuck he is, he's safe." Jakob assured the younger Gallagher. Debbie nodded and hugged Jakob, turning it into a group hug. Jakob was right. Frank was known to disappear for a while and return a couple months or weeks later. Joey didn't even know why she was a little worried in the first place.

Back at the Gallagher place Joey was sipping on a juice box while catching up on her English homework. Jakob on the other hand was catching up on some sleep on the couch and occasionally Joey would throw a ball of paper at him when he would snore too loud. Everything was peaceful until Tony (a hot police officer who's friends with the family) arrived and summoned everyone to the living room.

"So uh, we managed to locate your dad." Tony stated.

Fiona's eyes widened. "Well where the hell is he?"

Tony let out a sigh and pulled out a piece of paper, allowing Fiona to look it over. Joey looked over her shoulder, trying to see what was going on.

"What the fuck is Frank doing in Canada?" Joey exclaimed.

"Canada?" Jakob repeated, not believing it for a split second. Fiona handed him the paper so he could take a look at it for himself. Once he read over the charges his eyes widened.

"Embassy says he admitted to drug charges.....but that's before they accused him, so they think he's a juicer." Tony explained.

"Did they charge him?"

"They just want him off Canadian soil as soon as possible. But the US won't let him back in without his passport."

"Frank doesn't have a passport." Fiona mentioned.

"He'll have to apply for one."

"How long does that take?" Lip questioned.

"Couple months."

Joey let out a groan and threw her head back, clearly frustrated by this entire situation. Frank was known to be a complete moron when he got drunk, but never this stupid. And of all places he had to end up, it had to be Canada. Ridiculous. Tony proceeded to explain how Frank most likely had to apply for an emergency passport in Toronto which could also take months before leaving.

After Tony left Joey and Jakob sat on the front porch, smoking a joint.

"I'm still trying to process the fact Frank ended up in fucking Canada." Joey mentioned, letting out a small scoff afterward.

"It's Frank. Are you really that surprised?"

"Yes and no. But still. He can stay in fucking Canada for all I care. Especially after he put his hands on Ian."

"True. You two doing ok? Shit seemed tense the other day when I came around." Jakob mentioned, handing the blunt over to Joey who took a long and hard drag. She knew this day was coming, but didn't even come up with a valid explanation on how Ian was gay and fucking someone twice his age.

"Gallagher shit." She sighed.

"Gallagher shit? Alright, gonna keep that in mind next time my brother punches me across the face. Whitmore shit."