The Kinsella Three

So, I am currently watching Hart of Dixie for the fourth time. Well, I was struck with an idea to create a fanfiction centered around Wade's family because, honestly, you don't really know a lot about his family. I mean, you know his father is the town drunk and his brother is a veteran. However, I wanted to dive a little deeper into his family. Also, I want to bring him and Zoe together much sooner and completely erase Joel from the story. I'm sorry…I just don't like him very much. From the very first time I watched Hart of Dixie, I have shipped Wade and Zoe; they just make so much sense to me.

Anyways, I hope that you all enjoy this story. Also, I really love hearing what people think about my writing, whether it is an idea about what you think should happen or constructive criticism.

Description: Starts in episode 1.18, Bachelorettes & Bullets, where we meet Wade's brother, Jesse. However, he also has a baby sister who is an up and coming country-pop star, Maxine Rae. After hearing the conversation between Wade and Jesse, Zoe confronts a highly intoxicated Wade who opens up to her about his family and their issues. Of course, Zoe can't just let it be, so, she goes to Jesse and Maxine and convinces them to stick around. As the Kinsella Three reconcile, Zoe realizes her feelings for Wade.

Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Maxine and maybe some characters that pop in and out.

A/N: This chapter is pretty much a recap of episode 1.18 with some adjustments in dialogue and the addition of Wade's siblings, Jesse and Maxine. Again, let me know what you think!

Bachelorettes & Bullets

Zoe Hart was having the weirdest morning. First, she ran into George Tucker who was conducting research for case that included her standing extremely close to her neighbor, Wade Kinsella, in front of the Rammer Jammer. Wade left the situation promptly, but then came Lavon, making everything awkward. She then lied about already eating and walked to work with no breakfast.

She decided that it was a good day to stay the hell out of everyone's business, she was already holding onto a secret affair between Lavon and Lemon…and well, that was about to kill her. Lavon had become her best friend in Blue Bell and there were her unresolved feelings for George Tucker and her discourse with Lemon Breeland that made this whole mess even more complicated.

That was definitely something she missed about living in New York. There were far too many people living in New York to get caught up in love triangles that could demolish pretty much the entire city. So, she was going to cut herself out of everyone's business because she needed to focus on her career.

She was looking through some of her patients' files when a gorgeous man with sandy hair, pale blue eyes and bulging muscles came in, holding his wrist.

"Hi," she smiled as she approached him, "I'm Dr. Zoe Hart. How can I help you?"

"I think I sprained my wrist," he told her; his voice was smooth and made Zoe weak in the knees.

She nodded shortly, "Alright, follow me and I will have a look at it."

She brought him into one of the exam rooms and he sat on the cot for her to examine his wrist. They made small talk until she started wrapping his wrist and she began to rant.

"I hate small towns," she grumbled, "everyone I know lives here and there are only, like, nine people in the whole town. So, you have to keep track of everyone's secrets."

"Ya know," she snapped a little as she continued, "in New York, you could sit next to someone on the subway and hear their whole life story and then forget about that, but no, not here. But ya know, I don't actually live here, so, I am done being in everyone's business. Done."

"Well," he smirked, "I don't live here either. I'm Jesse."

"I'm Zoe," she told him quickly, "Zoe Hart…Dr. Zoe Hart, but I think I already told you that."

She took a deep breath, "Oh, look at me. I'm talking all about myself and didn't even ask you how you sprained your wrist."

"Oh," he chuckled lightly, "ya know, ninja stuff…nothing to fuss over."

Zoe laughed, "And how did a ninja end up in Blue Bell, Alabama?"

"This is under that whole doctor/patient confidentiality thing, right?"

Zoe rolled her eyes playfully, but nodded, "Yes."

"Antiquing," Jesse shrugged lightheartedly, "and there was a murder, but we don't have to talk about it," he snickered before his pale blue eyes met hers, "I am free for lunch though, if you wanna join me?"

"Lunch with a ninja?" Zoe mocked with a grin, "I can't think of a better way to spend my afternoon."

She finished wrapping his wrist and the two of them set up a time to meet for lunch before he left. Zoe couldn't help but smile. She figured some time with a gorgeous stranger could be just the distraction she needed to keep her from getting involved in everyone else's life.

When Zoe was getting ready to go to lunch with Jesse, there was a knock on her office door and George stepped into the room.

"George?"

"Yeah," he sighed, "listen, you said earlier that the eyewitness I was talking about may have a vision problem and you offered an eye exam."

Zoe nodded as he continued, "Well, the eyewitness is me."

"Okay," Zoe drug out curiously, "do you need an eye exam?"

"No," George shook his head, "but I think maybe all this with my dad being in the hospital and lack of sleep are causing me to see things."

"See what things?"

George sighed heavily before closing the office the door, "Look, I really need to talk to someone about this because if this isn't a mental or medical thing…well, then, I saw Lemon kiss Lavon last night."

Zoe's heart dropped and she gasped, "What?"

"I saw them kissing last night in front of the Rammer Jammer," George explained.

"No," Zoe shook her head frantically, "probably not. No, there's no way. I mean, you aren't sleeping, so, maybe…maybe they were just talking."

"I mean," she walked over to where she was standing close to him, "this could look like kissing to someone sleep-deprived at night…across a street, but we aren't kissing."

"You're probably right," George nodded, "but I should probably confirm what I saw last night."

"Yeah, and ya know," she told him clumsily, "it probably wasn't even Lavon."

"How…how would you know that?" George questioned.

"Because he was home last night," Zoe explained.

"You're sure about that? You saw him?"

"Well, I heard the TV," Zoe shrugged it off, "he was there; I'm pretty sure."

"So, why didn't you say that earlier?" George laughed a little.

"I, uh, forgot," Zoe shrugged, "I'm also not sleeping."

George chuckled, "Well, thank you. I didn't know who else I could trust. Thank you, Zoe."

Once George was out of her office, Zoe instantly called Lavon. Of course, he didn't answer, so she left a very angry voicemail, telling him that George had seen him and Lemon and that she wanted to know what the hell was going on before demanding that he call her.

So much for staying out of people's business, right?

She rushed over to the Rammer Jammer, in hopes of finding Lavon, but no such luck. She did, however, run into Jesse.

"Oh," she smiled nervously when she saw him, "and I late for lunch? It has been the craziest day and time has gotten away from me."

"Should we reschedule?" he asked with a small frown.

"No," she shook her head as she sat down, "I was just looking for someone, but this is fine."

"Good," Jesse smiled before handing her a yellow rose, "this is for you."

"Thank you," she grinned as she smelled the flower.

"So," Jesse started, "how is that whole staying out of other's business thing going?"

"Oh, yeah, that's great," she lied, "how's your day going other than that whole ninja antiquing and murdering thing?"

Jesse sighed heavily, "Zoe, I have to tell you something. I…I'm not a ninja."

"Ah, damn," Zoe muttered playfully, "check, please!"

"I mean, I just got to thinking about it and what if we had a situation where I needed ninja skills," he continued, "I would look like a total dick. So, I will come clean…I'm just your everyday eco-geological oceanographer."

"Okay," she nodded, "I appreciate the honesty, but answer me this…what the hell is an eco-geological oceanographer?"

Jesse shrugged, "Ya know, I'm not exactly sure, but school was a bitch, so, it's probably pretty difficult."

Zoe laughed, but when she heard the door open, she instantly spun to look to see who was coming in; it wasn't Lavon. She sighed to herself before turning back around to face Jesse.

"If there is something you need to do before we do this," Jesse sighed quietly, "we can reschedule."

"No, nope," Zoe shook her head, "Lavon is a grown man and can take care of his own affairs…business."

"Lavon Hayes?"

Zoe nodded, "You know Lavon?"

"Yeah," Jesse answered, "I grew up in Blue Bell; everyone knows Lavon."

"He was here earlier," Jesse continued to explain, "he left with George Tucker, Wade and a few other guys. They're going hunting out at Johnson's Fork…"

"Lavon is with George?"

Jesse nodded.

"Hunting?"

"Yes."

"With guns?"

"Probably," Jesse sent her a confused look.

"Okay," Zoe bit her lip, "I really, really would love to eat, but I need a ride to Lemon Breeland's."

"Let me guess," Jesse chuckled, "you can't stay out of her business either?"

"Yeah," Zoe sighed, "something like that."

"Alright," Jesse stood, "let's go see Lemon."

The two walked out of the restaurant and were about to get in Jesse's truck when a young girl, probably early twenties, with blonde hair with hot pink highlights approached them. Zoe recognized her from somewhere, but couldn't pinpoint exactly how.

"Where ya headed, Jess?" she asked, "And who do you have with you?"

"We are headed to Lemon Breeland's," Jesse answered.

"Ugh," the girl groaned, "I hate her."

Jesse rolled his eyes playfully, "And this is Zoe Hart."

He turned towards Zoe, "Zoe, this is my baby sister, Maxine."

"Max," Zoe repeated back quietly before a lightbulb went off in her head, "Maxine Rae! I knew I recognized you. My friend, Rose, loves you. She will die when she finds out you're here."

Maxine smiled a little, "I know Rose. She's adorable."

She turned back to her brother, "Why are you going to see Lemon Breeland?"

"Zoe is having trouble staying out of people's business," Jesse explained, "and needs to see Lemon."

"Well," Maxine smirked, "I'm coming too. I haven't gotten to torment Lemon in so long."

"Play nice, Max," Jesse told her, "we aren't going to be here long and don't need to leave a mess behind."

"I won't leave her in too much of a mess," she told him casually before they all piled in his truck.

The three headed towards the Breeland's house and Zoe found herself sitting quietly as Jesse and Maxine talked about what they'd spent the morning doing in Blue Bell. Maxine had apparently run into George Tucker, who she had crushed on during her middle school years.

"What the hell is this?" Zoe asked when they got to Lemon's house and saw a party bus full of Lemon's friends sitting in the driveway.

"Well, shit," Maxine laughed, "I guess Lemon isn't as uptight as I remember."

The three got out of the truck and Zoe excused herself to go talk to Lemon. When she walked to the door, it was open and she saw Lemon arguing with her younger sister, Magnolia. So, she knocked before stepping in, "Got a sec?"

Lemon nodded stressfully and Magnolia walked to the bus.

"Nice bus," Zoe quipped.

Lemon smiled tightly, "I'm sorry. This is awkward since, well, you weren't invited."

"It's cool," Zoe nodded, "but you remember that secret I'm holding, the one I said I would never tell anyone and I haven't?"

Lemon nodded again.

"Well," Zoe drug out, "George saw you with Lavon last night."

Lemon's eyes went wide and she lost all color in her face as she gasped, "Oh, G-God…what did he say?"

"He said he's pretty sure that he saw you kissing Lavon last night, but I covered for you and said that Lavon was home, but I don't think George bought it."

"Okay," Lemon snapped, "let me think."

"George is a lawyer," she thought aloud, "so, he would never make an accusation without proof. He's away, hunting, so, I can just find Lavon and we can get our stories straight; no big deal."

"Hmm," Zoe squeaked, "the problem is…George is with Lavon."

"Oh, well, what a terrible day this has become," Lemon deadpanned.

"Look, I met a guy who can get you to the hunting spot," Zoe told her, "so, you can go figure this out."

"Oh, no," Lemon shook her head, "you are coming with me."

"No, no," Zoe shook her head stubbornly, "I'm staying out of people's problems."

"Oh, no ma'am," Lemon argued, "you are already in the middle of the whole damn thing; you're coming with me. And you are going to handle Lavon and I will handle George, okay?"

Zoe sighed, "Okay."

"So," Zoe drug out, "what are you going to do about the party outside?"

Lemon rolled her eyes, "Get your man friend and let's go."

"Lemon Breeland," Maxine smirked as Lemon and Zoe exited the house, "as I live and breathe. Who would've thought your bachelorette party would include trashy bridesmaids' shirts and a stripper pole…we might could be friends."

"Oh, heavens," Lemon grumbled, "could this day get any worse?"

Everyone piled on the bus and Lemon announced that they needed to make a pit stop to give a message to her fiancé. Once everyone was settled, Jesse, who was wearing one of the bridesmaids' shirts, started spouting out directions.

On the way to Johnson's Fork, Zoe tried to confront Lemon about their current situation by referring to George and Lavon as gardeners, but Lemon ended up blaming her "previous gardener", more commonly known as Lavon, for the whole situation.

Suddenly, a voice came through the speakers saying they had to stop for the police before music started thumping as a police officer jumped on the bus.

"Freeze, ladies!" he smirked, "You have the right to remain…sexy!"

Then he ripped off his tie and started to dance provocatively and removing his clothes.

"Ah, hell," Maxine smirked, "now this…is my kind of party."

"Maxine, no," Jesse shook his head before turning to Zoe and smirking, "now I kinda feel bad because all I got you was a flower."

Zoe shrugged playfully, "First, you tell me you're not a ninja and now, no stripper…man, was I wrong about you."

When they pulled up the camp sight, Lemon hopped off to go find George before Zoe explained to Jesse that she had to go with Lemon and that she would be back, but he followed her.

"After this, we can finally eat," she told him, "and maybe," she smirked, "dessert."

"And no," she shook her head, "dessert is not a metaphor, I really mean dessert."

Their banter was interrupted by Wade, "What the hell is going on?"

"Oh, yeah," Zoe started quickly, "Lemon just needs to see George."

"No," Wade shook his head, "why the hell are you with my brother?"

Jesse nodded to his brother, "Hello, Wade."

"You have got to be kidding me," Zoe grumbled, "I've got to go help Lemon."

Once she caught up with Lemon and they were out of ear shot of the Kinsella brothers, she asked, "How could you not tell me that Jesse was Wade's brother?"

"How can you date someone without knowing their last name?" Lemon countered.

"Well," Zoe deadpanned, "I didn't get to go on a date because I've been too busy, helping everyone else with their problems."

"I didn't even know Wade had family other than Earl," Zoe told her.

"They don't talk," Lemon explained, "I don't know why and I don't care, but if you are so worried about what Wade thinks…go ask him. I have to find my fiancé and fix this mess."

"I thought this was over between you and Lavon," Zoe sighed, "how could you kiss him?"

"He kissed me," Lemon corrected, "I did not kiss him back and, so help me, if George asks him that…he better say I didn't kiss him back."

Zoe questioned Lemon about how the window of opportunity for this kiss to happen and Lemon admitted that she had went to Lavon over Christmas and that this was all her fault.

"There is no telling what Lavon has told George," Lemon cried.

"Maybe nothing," Zoe offered hopefully, "guys don't talk much, so maybe they've just talked sports and beer."

"Yeah," Lemon agreed quickly, "yeah, sports and beer."

Then they heard George yelling about how Lavon was supposed to be his friend.

"Or," Zoe shrugged, "maybe not."

They rushed towards the voices in time to hear Lavon explain that he was drunk, getting over his ex, Didi, and that he had a crush on Lemon.

"But she shut me down, George," Lavon told him, "she had nothing to do with this."

"That isn't true," Lemon argued quietly before telling George that they needed to talk.

Once George and Lemon walked away, Zoe and Lavon headed back to the cabin. On the way there, Lavon told Zoe that he tried to stay out of George and Lemon's life and that he tried to push his feelings aside when George came back from New York. He had hoped that if he just pretended that his feelings weren't there…they would just go away.

He then told her to say whatever she wanted to say because he knew he had done wrong and was ready to be lectured.

"Okay," she nodded, "this is the worst first date I have ever been on. There," she laughed, "I said my peace; it hurt, right?"

The two laughed and carried on towards the cabin. When they were almost back to the cabin, they saw Jesse and Wade in a heated argument.

"Are you upset that I fought for our country?" Jesse demanded.

"Yeah," Wade rolled his eyes, "that's it. Ya know, I could've fought too, but someone had to stay and take care of Earl!"

"And then you swoop in here and buy ridiculous gifts for Earl and leave," Wade continued, "and you swoop in and take a girl you don't even know out and leave her wondering where the hell you went."

"And we're back to Zoe," Jesse rolled his eyes.

"You're just a swooper," Wade yelled, "that's what you are!"

"Why don't you just admit that this is because you like Zoe and you don't want me seeing her?" Jesse shook his head, "That's what all this shit is about; you're pissed that I'm trying to take Zoe out."

"Admit it, you like her."

"No, I don't!" Wade yelled as Maxine came running up.

"Jesse, Wade," she warned stop this, but Wade continued to scream.

"I don't, okay?! Because she is just as snobbish and selfish and superior as you are! So, ya know what? Go ahead, y'all are perfect for each other!"

"Wade Kinsella!" Maxine scorned, "Stop this!"

"Oh, why don't you go take your clothes off for a magazine cover and leave me the hell alone?" Wade shook his head.

As he was walking away, he made eye contact with Zoe before stomping back to the cabin.

"Maybe this is an enchanted forest," Lavon offered lamely, "except, like, the opposite."

Once back at the cabin, Zoe found Wade packing everything into his trunk, "What was that, Wade?"

"I have no idea what you're talkin' about, Doc," he told her, stuffing his things into the trunk of his car.

"Do you really think that about me?" she asked, "That I'm selfish and superior?"

"Yeah," he told her sarcastically, "I do."

"You're wrong!"

"Really?" Wade snapped, "Because let's talk about who has caught your eye since you moved her…Judson, a vet, George…lawyer, and now there's Jesse. He's an eco-geo…some bullshit. Face it, Doc, you're attracted to careers and money and prospects."

"That is just a coincidence!"

"No, Zoe, it's not," Wade shook his head, "it's just how the world works; we keep company with our own kind."

Before Zoe could say anything, Wade was walking away. However, as soon as Wade was back inside, Jesse was walking towards Zoe.

"Hey, I got one of George's buddies to give us a ride back to town," he explained, "maybe we can finally have the meal.

Zoe shook her head, "I don't think that I can, Jesse. I mean, I may not always be able to stay out of people's business, but when I can…I should."

Wade groaned when he heard a banging on his door. He hadn't stopped drinking since he got home from Johnson's Fork He wasn't sure why Jesse and Maxine decided that it was okay to show up randomly. He hadn't seen them in over a year and was hoping they would just disappear from his life.

They hadn't always been this way. Growing up, Wade had been incredibly close to his brother and far too overprotective of Maxine. Then their parents split up in 2001, when Earl lost his job and turned to the bottle. Jesse and Maxine went with their mother and that relationship was lost. Their mother was remarried a year later to the man that helped Maxine start her music career. Then in 2005, Wade's mother was diagnosed with liver cancer and died six weeks later. The Kinsella siblings argued at the funeral and Earl showed up toasted.

Since then, Wade saw his brother and sister maybe once a year and that was more than enough. Every time they saw each other, Jesse and Wade ended up fight and Maxine tried to play peacemaker, but it never really did any good. They had come last year for Earl's birthday and Jesse presented Earl with a car and you can probably guess how that went.

Wade stumbled to the door and slung it open. On the other side of the door was his baby sister. Her blonde hair was piled up on top of her head and she had mascara puddles under her eyes that were red and puffy.

"What do you want, Max?" Wade rolled his eyes, leaning against his doorframe.

"I just saw Earl," she whimpered, "he was drunk."

"Of course he was," Wade sighed, "he's the town drunk…what the hell were ya thinkin'?"

"I wanted to see my daddy," Maxine snapped, "you don't have to be an ass, Wade."

"Don't you have one of those in Nashville?"

"That isn't fair, Wade," Maxine cried, "all Barry did was make it possible to live my dream."

"Then go live it," he used his hand to wave her off, "we are fine here."

"What happened to us, bubba?" she asked quietly after several seconds, "We weren't always this way."

Wade shrugged before taking a swig of his beer, "Y'all found bigger and better things and I sang Earl off the roof. But if you don't mind, I have better things to do than argue with you."

"So," Maxine huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest, "you gunna be just like Earl? Drink your problems away until they start calling you Crazy Wade?"

"I am nothing like Earl," Wade growled, "I'm not dependent on alcohol, but it sure is nice to have around when people who shouldn't swoop into your life…swoop."

"What do you want from us?!" Maxine demanded loudly, "We are just tryin' to do what's right!"

"How is comin' around on Earl's birthday right?" Wade mocked, "All that means is tomorrow mornin' y'all will be gone and I'll be cleanin' up the mess y'all made. So, just go, Maxine."

"You don't get to tell me what to do," Maxine growled, "I'm not a child anymore, Wade."

"You're acting like one," he rolled his eyes again, "I mean," he chuckled lightly, "getting' your hopes up that Earl would actually want to see you. Most days he don't even know who you are."

"So, uh," he smirked, "why don't you just go hop on your tour bus with your flavor of the week and get the hell out."

"Stop it!" she yelled, "Stop being so damn hateful!"

Wade was about to rebut when he saw Zoe hurrying over. When she got to the porch, she looked between him and his sister, "What's going on here?"

"Nothin', Doc," Wade sighed, "go back to sleep."

"This doesn't look like nothing," Zoe bit her lip nervously, "this looks like a lot more than nothing. You're yelling at your sister in the middle of the night and she is obviously upset."

"She went to see Earl," Wade deadpanned, "and she was dumb enough to think he would be sober and open arms."

"Wade," Zoe scorned lightly, "don't be like that."

"Mind your own damn business, Zoe," Wade glared at her, "she came over here, bangin' on the damn door and can't even give me a legitimate excuse as to why."

Maxine shook her head sadly, "CMT is doing a special on me," she told him as she looked down at her feet, "they wanna see where I came from, meet my family, my friends."

She looked up at him with tears falling down her face, "But I guess all I have is Jesse."

Maxine went to walk away, but turned around to look at her brother, "Ya know, we made mistakes. We own that, but we aren't the ones that did something wrong."

She took a deep breath before pacing to him and wrapping her arms around his torso and resting against him. She cried harder when she felt her brother stiffen and she realized that she wouldn't be getting the hug she hoped for.

Maxine took a step back and wiped the tears off her face, "I'll be here awhile, Wade."

"I love you," whispered before walking off the porch and off the property.

"You okay?" Zoe asked Wade after a minute.

"Please don't act like you care," Wade shook his head, taking another big sip of his beer, "I'm sure you have better things to do."

Zoe inhaled deeply before walking up the steps to where she was close to Wade, "You were right, Wade. I can be selfish and superior, but I am working on that. And for some weird reason, I care for you and I don't like seeing you this way."

"What way, Zoe?" Wade sighed, "Like my daddy?"

"I've ran into Earl several times since that night," she told him, referring to the night Wade had to sing his father off the roof, "he may be a little eccentric drunk, but he isn't mean. I've seen you do some pretty shitty things sober and drunk, but I've never seen you be this mean."

"I just need her out of my life," Wade's voice shook as he tried to contain his emotions, "I need her and Jesse out of my life."

"Why?"

Wade fell quiet for several seconds before speaking as he looked down at his boots, "They deserve better than this."

"Than what?" Zoe questioned, using her fingers to pull his face up to look at her, "Better than having a family? I can't imagine their being anything better than having a real family. I know I wish I had one."

"They deserve better than having to clean up after Earl," he told her quietly, "they deserve better than having to clean up after me. I'm not exactly a war hero or country sensation. I'm a bartender in Blue Bell, Alabama without much to offer."

"That isn't true, Wade," Zoe shook her head, "you have a lot to offer. You just have to stop beating yourself up because you aren't where Jesse is or where Maxine is. You are all different people with different dreams."

"I don't have any dreams, Zoe," Wade's voice cracked, "they died a long time ago. They died the day my mama left with my brother and sister."

"Ya know," he smirked sadly, "we were gunna have band," she chuckled lightly, "we had it all planned. We were gunna wait on Max to graduate and we were gunna hit the road, but then Dad lost his job, started drinkin', Mama left and then she died," he choked out.

"Oh, Wade," Zoe felt tears well up as she touched his strong arm comfortingly, "I am so sorry."

"Do you wanna come in?" Wade questioned skeptically.

He wasn't sure what his plan was. He really wanted to take her inside and get her out of her clothes, but he had a feeling that wouldn't happen.

Zoe nodded, "Yeah."

The two walked in and sat down on the couch. Wade offered her a beer, but she refused. They sat their quietly for what seemed like an eternity, but finally Wade broke the stillness.

"We weren't always like this," he told her before leaning forwards and covering his face with his hands, "growing up, we were thick as thieves. Jesse is two years older than me and I idolized him for most of our childhood. And of course, Max is quite a bit younger than us, and was the light of our lives."

"We realized that she could really sing when she was 10 and had a karaoke party," he laughed a little, "that's when the band idea started, The Kinsella Three," he grinned, "but Mama left four years later. Jesse joined the army, I was working dead-end jobs, trying to save up for guitars and drums and Max was just starting high school."

"They moved a few towns over until Mama met Barry," Wade explained, "I think that is when it really all fell apart. He moved Mama and Max off to Nashville and Max made her first record at fifteen. It didn't do well, but it put her name out there. We just lost touch, I guess."

"Wade," Zoe started shakily, "take it from somebody who had a mother who paid more attention to her clients than her daughter and spent thirty years thinking one man was her father and wasn't…family is something to fight for."

"It looks like at least Maxine is trying to fix this," Zoe sighed, "so maybe…maybe you should try."

A/N: I hope y'all like it! Please let me know! I feel like the end of this chapter is a little out of character for Wade, but I needed it to be that way in order to carry on! I hope to update soon! R&R!