"No, I know that," Brian sighed, his shoulders drooping. It wasn't the first time Vanessa had guilt tripped him about her being the only one with an income. He just didn't have the time for a job. He had tried part-time gigs, but it never worked out because of his schedule.<br/><br/>Walking over to her, he took Vanessa's hands in his and met her eyes. "We'll be alright, we'll figure something out. Fighting doesn't change the situation. We'll get some boxes tomorrow and pack everything up this weekend, then we'll find someplace to live."