Gwen and Pete, Evie in Gwen lap, as they talked in private in Gwen's room.
"I still can't believe we lost the house." Gwen said quietly, "This is the house I grew up in. Meanwhile, we have a house of our own and my family is gonna end up homeless. How are we gonna tell them?"
Pete sighed, "I don't, love, but we have to figure something out and how to tell them without Fiona getting all bitchy on us."
Gwen signed, hugging her daughter close in her arms as Pete hugged them from the side.
However, what neither of them knew was someone was eavesdropping from the other side before walking away to their own room.
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The next morning at the Gallagher house;
"It's our crib!" Carl complained as he, Ian, Gwen, Pete, Evie in her high chair, Nick, Fiona and Chuckie were all in the kitchen.
"Not anymore." Fiona shot back.
"Says who?"
"State of Illinois."
"They can't just take it from us." Carl stated.
"Unfortunately they can, buddy." Gwen said in a sad tone while she noticed Fiona giving her the side eye for some reason but didn't say anything.
Fiona shook her head and signed, "I don't have time to explain foreclosure laws to you."
Carl pointed at the stairs, "Those are the stairs where I broke my arm for the first time."
Gwen stood up with her coffee, stood next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders as she recounted, "Yep, and the second. Oh, and the fifth."
"That table is where Liam was born." Carl pointed at the table, causing nick and Pete, sitting there to put down their utensils. Pete also took his hands off it and looked at him.
"Really? You had to say that while we're eating here?"
Carl shrugged while Gwen started to clean a giggling Evie as she had finished feeding herself but still managed to get her face all messy.
"Sorry bud, there's nothing we can do." Gwen told him and could've swore she heard Fiona mutter something under her breath and looked at her, "You say something, Fi?"
"No." Fiona said sternly, confusing Gwen even more but she just shrugged it off as they heard a crashing noise come from the bathroom, "Can you keep it down in there?"
The door opened up as Frank and another man came out of the restroom, pulling out the toilet, "Copper pipes aren't gonna take out themselves. While Rome burns, you eat waffles." He stated as the they all just looked at him.
"You gonna tear up the place piece by piece?" Gwen asked him.
"Scorched earth." Frank answered, "The preferred method of defeated generals who refused to allow their conquerors the satisfaction."
"Of taking a dump?" Pete asked.
"Copper's two bucks a pound." Frank answered him.
"Look, we don't have the luxury to sit around and get weepy." Fiona stated, getting back on topic, "We need a place to live." She gritted the 'we' for some reason and Gwen was so confused why she was acting like that, probably just hormones.
"Let's see them try to get Nick and I out. We'll take positions up at the upstairs windows with M16s." Carl said and Gwen looked at him.
"Carl." She scolded him.

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Second Oldest ~ Shameless
FanfictionGwen Gallagher is the second oldest of seven children to Frank and Monica Gallagher. She had helped Fiona raise their siblings since their mother bailed and their father is a raging, narcissistic, alcoholic. (OC x OC) Season 1 = ✅ Season 2 = ✅ Seas...