<em>"I'm going to catch a quick shower then I'll be down to eat, all right?"</em><br/><br/>Jacob bit his lip, considering if he should offer to accompany her.  After a moment of consideration, he reminded himself to allow his daughters to make the offer so he didn't risk forcing something on them, just to be safe.  The last thing he wanted was to use his role in the family to press his influence upon his children over something that they are entitled to decide entirely upon their own.  "Of course, princess."  He leaned into the soft kiss she placed upon his cheek before going upstairs.  Since he was the one that remained in the kitchen, he took it upon himself to finish setting the table and look after the cooking food.<br/><br/>He had just taken the freshly cooked rice off the burner when he heard an effeminate scream followed by a scuffle from upstairs.  As any parent would in such a situation, Jacob found himself already halfway up the stairs before he was conscious of his actions, the first several fast strides had been driven entirely by instinct of a father's love for his daughters.  The scream alone was not enough to indicate who was the one in danger, but he knew that all three of his girls were upstairs and there was no telling what sort of trouble he might find himself charging headlong into.  Still, that was something that wouldn't cause the loving father to hesitate for a moment.  He would willingly fight his way through the gates of hell without a second thought if it meant ensuring the safety of any one of his children.<br/><br/><em>"Stop it... your hurting me... dammit I said stop..."</em><br/><br/>Jacob followed the sound of the struggle towards Elizabeth's room.  He had to hook his hand against the doorway to stop his forward momentum from carrying him past where he intended to go.  In an adrenaline fueled heartbeat, the father surveyed the situation in almost no time at all.  Whatever had happened, it was obvious that he had come just a moment too late to necessitate the need to physically force the two apart.  It was pretty obvious by the way they were positioned and who seemed the most hurt that Katharine had been the aggressor in this instance.<br/><br/><em>"I...I am sorry... that was the only camera and I did it to gain some money. It was in the bathroom that was given to me, I took a bath this morning and I guess I forgot to take it down.  I promise I won't do it again, I am sorry you were so scared but you were not being recorded at all the camera was just there but it was turned off."</em><br/><br/>Strong, authoritative strides carried Jacob into the room and placed himself directly between his daughters, causing Katharine to retreat a few paces out of reflex.  Given what he had heard just before entering, Elizabeth would have a bit more to explain during their talk.  But for now, he had to make sure that the two wouldn't break out into another fight and that neither of them had been hurt enough to need some degree of treatment.  "Katharine Teofila Fisher, go to your room and wait for me there."  Although his voice was calm, it had the sort of severe tone that made it obvious that there was absolutely no room for negotiating.  Once the eldest daughter left the room, Jacob's concerned gaze looked over Elizabeth as he knelt down to be on her level.  "Are you hurt?"