A/N: Hello all, I had this plot bunny running around in my head so much since I saw last week's episode and just had to write it down. Please feel free to let me know what you think...No major plot here, just what I imagined Emmett would be thinking during the scenes between him and Bay. MAJOR spoilers for episode 'Expulsion From the Garden of Eden.'...please don't read if you are bothered by that sort of thing.

Bold and italics are signed only. Spoken and signed is just regular. Italics is thoughts.

Yeah, the words that you recognize are from the show...not from me... Enjoy. =)

Carrying these heavy ass boxes wasn't much fun. At least I was enjoying the view. Watching Bay's ass as she walked was as pleasant a way to pass the time as any.

All in all, I was in a great mood. Leaving mom's house was the best thing I'd done in awhile and I was super excited to get my new life going here at my dad's. Dad remembered what it was like being a sixteen year old boy. He didn't feel the need to make up any bull shit rules for me to follow. He knew that I was growing up and becoming my own man.

Bounding up the stairs, I could barely restrain my smile. Bay didn't share my good mood if the look in her eyes was any indication. She began talking to me, something about walking so far. Then she caught sight of her reflection in the window and began frantically trying to straighten her hair.

There was no need. She was absolutely gorgeous! I was rather partial to seeing her all hot and sweaty. Made me think of how she'd look after we had sex. Mind out of the gutter, Emmett! I decided to do the good boyfriend thing and reassure her.

You don't have to be nervous. Just be yourself.

"Yeah. Because that worked out so well with your mom!"

Touche! I knew nothing I could say would top that so I just shrugged and opened the door. Might as well get this over with.

Dad saw us coming and headed my way, his arms open wide. We hugged. I couldn't believe how much I'd missed him!

After a brief check, to be sure I was okay, his curious gaze wandered to Bay. He had suspicions about who she was, of course. I'd talked of little else since I'd met her.

Stepping back, I introduced them. Dad, this is Bay.

She immediately started into her polite greeting of how nice it was to meet him, but dad being dad totally ignored all that and gave her a big hug. My smile grew. My dad was so accepting.

I am so glad to FINALLY meet you! He gave her face one last squeeze before stepping back and addressing me. You weren't kidding when you said how gorgeous she is.

I felt my face turn red. Last thing I needed was for my dad to out smooth me here. Dad...come on. Bay's signing was really good now and I really didn't want him blabbing about how much I shared.

Thankfully he let it drop, asking where the rest of my stuff was.

I explained how we'd had to park so far away.

Bay chose that moment to jump in. "Yeah, we would've parked closer, but some idiot decided their small penis car was too good for one space!"

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. She did NOT just say that!

Dad simply smiled, asking if it was the blue convertible.

"Yeah. That's the one."

His eyes twinkled as he laughingly talked about how he'd been meaning to talk to the owner about their bad parking.

Olivia, his live in girlfriend joined us at that time and he pointed at her. And here she is now.

I watched all the blood drain from Bay's face as she realized exactly who she'd been insulting. She turned to me, her lovely eyes filled with horror. That was her car?

I was still stuck on the penis comment. Seriously! You just met the man and you're talking about penises with him? I wasn't even aware that she knew that sign. We hadn't gotten to body parts yet. Wonder where she learned it from? And what other personal signs she knows...

Dad and Olivia were laughing by now. He quickly introduced her to Bay, who tried to laugh off her previous comment. Saying how it was really no big deal.

Olivia wasn't in the least offended. She just made some remark about knowing what a terrible parker she was.

Bay, still in suck up mode, reverted back to the extreme politeness. "It's really nice to meet you."

I was pleased when Olivia began praising Bay for how well her signing was. I was quite proud of her myself. No one had ever made such an effort to be able to communicate with me before and it was beyond flattering. I hated how my mom always made her feel bad about her signing abilities. She could never quite grasp that this was a whole new language for the teen.

Bay's face lit up at the compliment. "Thank you!"

They kept conversing, with Olivia explaining about her being hard of hearing. Dad and I shared looks of mutual joy. Women were funny creatures and often times, were very possessive of their territories. It was a relief to see our girlfriends getting along so well.

Then I saw why dad wasn't phased by Bay's earlier comment. Apparently his girlfriend had a loose tongue when she was nervous, too. "...amongst other things..." There was no missing what she meant by that.

Bay and I shared a look. We hadn't talked about that yet, so it was a bit awkward for us. Still, we all shared a laugh before picking our boxes back up. Bay took hers to a corner of the living room while I carried mine down the hall. Dad and Olivia went with me, chatting away about how sweet and beautiful Bay was. My smile felt like it took up my entire face. Moving in here was going to be the best thing ever!

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A few days, and several trips, later we'd managed to get everything from Mom's house moved to Dad's. Bay had been a big help and I knew it hadn't been easy on her. Mom blamed Bay for everything, but especially this. She'd spent the past week following me around and fussing every chance she got. She was sure that I was only doing this because of 'that girl' as she called her. I wished I knew how to make her understand it was her attitude and refusal to accept that I was growing and changing that led to this. That and I missed my dad. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mom, but dad and I had always been very close and, as a young man, I really felt the need to be around another man. He understood things like privacy in the bathroom and with my girl.

Tapping her on the shoulder, I went to the wall over my headboard. There's this website that turns photos into wallpaper. Wouldn't it be cool if the entire wall was this...I held up my favorite picture of the two of us. One of the first ones I'd taken. We were on my bike and she was peering over my shoulder, arms wrapped around me. Every time I saw this picture I smiled, remembering the crazy feelings she'd stirred up inside of me. The ones I'd tried so hard to ignore. Having had a crush on Daphne for most of my life, it was hard for me to accept that I was interested in some-one else. Especially since that some one was a Kennish. Part of the family that was involved in turning my world upside down.

It was no good ignoring those feelings, however. The more I was around Bay, the more I liked her. She was smart,funny,pretty, sexy, passionate, independent, fierce yet gentle. And hurt. There was so much hurt in her. I'd felt so sorry for her. Daphne was so well loved by Regina, who was doing everything she could to make sure the girls knew she chose Daphne over Bay. And it seemed like everyone else was going out of their way to make the poor little deaf girl feel comfortable and welcome in her new life. Bay had somehow gotten lost in the shuffle. Her sarcasm and belligerent attitude fooled most people into thinking she was tough and didn't care about anything. I, however, knew better. I could see below the surface. See the real Bay. The one shaking in fear and rage at how out of control her life was. The one who longed desperately to find a place where she belonged. A place to just be.

My mind had wandered, and for once it wasn't to the gutter. But I was brought back by Bay shaking her head at me. "No. Then my pores would be the size of hubcaps."

She was so adorable. I'll photo-shop it.

"So you think my pores need to be photo-shopped."

Uh oh! My mind screamed at me that this was a trap and I needed to get out now.

I'm not going to win this, am I?

"No." She giggled, making her tits bounce a bit.

Okay. At least she's honest. I moved on to my next idea. What about a giant Axe Girl?

I loved her art. And I wanted her to know it. I was fiercely proud of her talent.

But, apparently, she didn't like that idea either. "That is NOT a good idea. It's illegal street art. I'm trying to remain undercover here."

More like trying to never get me in trouble again. I knew she hadn't gotten over my being arrested, or how poorly I took it. Things had been rough between us for a few days. Bay's guilt over her part in it never did go away.

I made a joke about them staking out my room to catch her,but she didn't seem to appreciate it much. Merely countered with her next argument.

"I don't think that will send the best message to your dad about your girlfriend."

Well, shit. I knew how sensitive she was and how much it bothered her that Mom didn't like her. She wasn't going to do ANYTHING to risk Dad having those same feelings. I dropped it.

Being Bay, she couldn't stay down for long though. If I was going to be funny about things, she was going to be right there with me. "Ooh, you know what? Maybe we'll just do a big blow up of YOUR mug shot!"

I pretended to like the idea, causing her to blow up a bit herself. "No! We're not doing that!"

I didn't want to tell her my favorite idea. A picture of her. Preferably less dressed. Now THAT would be a great idea for the wall by my bed. Not like I didn't stare at her picture as I rubbed one out at night anyways. Might as well make it official.

Olivia came into the room, interrupting us. I turned to see her holding one of Bay's paintings. "I like it! The colors are bright but the lines are...angry!"

I had to laugh. That was so my girl. That's Bay. Bright and angry.

Furthering the flattery, she asked Bay if she could buy the piece, pending that I wasn't planning on hanging it up anywhere. Which I was. That was one of my favorites.

Still, Bay just gave it to her.

OK..I guess I'm not going to hang it up. I couldn't be mad though. I truly appreciated how much Olivia liked Bay and how welcome she made her feel. Besides, it'd still be somewhere in the house so I could look at it. Maybe that would open up another wall for me to put more pictures of her...hmm.

Olivia started to leave, only to stop at the door and turn back. "Are you staying for dinner?"

"No. I've gotta get home."

"Oh. Well, you're welcome anytime. And feel free to stay here, if you'd like. It's totally cool."

I barely resisted looking at Bay. I was elated at the thought of her staying here...at my house...with me. Elated and a bit aroused.

"I mean, beds are more comfortable than the back seat."

Subtlety was NOT her strong suit. Mumbling something about having to go, she finally left the room.

I had to walk away myself. But not before giving Bay a small smirk. We hadn't talked about sex much. The opening just never seemed to present itself. I knew I was ready but I wasn't sure where Bay stood on the whole thing. One thing was for sure ; living here, it WAS going to come up. Probably sooner rather than later. I couldn't wait!

-page break-

We were on our way home. Bay was driving once again. I missed my motorcycle more than ever. I knew she didn't mind, but something about having to have my girlfriend drive me to and from school made me seriously perturbed.

I was careful not to take it out on her, though. She was doing me a favor and I still got to enjoy spending time with her. I missed her arms wrapped around my waist. And the feeling of her breasts poking into my back. Plus side; I could spend my time staring at her, rather than the road.

Passing by a large billboard advertising self portraits reminded me there was something I needed to tell her. It'd have to wait though. I refused to try and converse with her while she drove. She had to watch me too closely and I didn't think her driving skills were up to the task. No sense risking an accident when all I had to do is wait till we stop somewhere.

Arriving in front of my house, I smiled as she cut the engine. Hey. I caught her attention before she climbed out. Okay, I have to warn you. Olivia is going to hit you up to do a painting of her.

She didn't say anything. Just sat staring at me like I'd lost my mind.

I think it's a present for my dad. I explained, hoping that would make it better.

She cringed.

Okay, apparently that didn't help.

"It's not a nude, is it?"

Now it was my turn to cringe. I hadn't given it that much thought. It's Olivia. You got a 50-50 shot.

"Is that weird? I just met her."

I just met her! How do I explain this to her? One day you find our your parents are getting a divorce...the next day your dad's introducing you to his new girlfriend. Okay, so I hadn't realized just how very BITTER I was about that. To be fair, I had to add the good side of things. But she makes him happy. And she REALLY likes you.

That last bit was the most important to me. Sadly enough. After the fiasco of introducing Bay to my mom, I don't know what I would've done if dad and Olivia had felt the same. I didn't have the means to be on my own yet. And I couldn't lose her.

Bay was hesitating. I wondered what was going on in that pretty head of hers.

"She thinks that we're sleeping together."

I wish! I knew I had to tread lightly here. I didn't want to pressure her into anything, but still...sex with Bay..my mind boggled and I felt my dick start to swell. At the very least I now had a chance to find out where Bay stands on the idea.

Would that be so bad?

"I...I-"

Is she blushing? And stammering? My God, it wasn't that hard of a question!

"I...wouldn't ...know."

Oh, she wouldn't-wait...what! A suspicion began to form in my mind. Are you...

"Yes! I'm a virgin!"

While I knew what she was saying, I couldn't help but laugh as she got the sign wrong. Seeing her confused glare, I quickly got myself back together. Copying the sign she'd just made, I explained that it meant 'vegetable'...Then I showed her the sign she should've used.

Thankfully she found the slip funny, too. "So what are you? A vegetable?" she asked between giggles.

Shit! I guess now's as good a time as any.

Sobering up a bit, I shook my head 'no'. Please be okay with that. Please be okay with that! I panicked a bit but forced my face to stay blank. Let's see how she feels about it before I give anything away.

Bay looked as shocked as I'd felt upon hearing she was still a virgin. "Oh...One of the other food groups."

I could practically see the question forming in her mind and was all prepared when she finally asked.

"Did you do it with..."

No!NO!No! I hastily cut her off. I knew she wasn't going to let it go, so I quickly added, I don't peel and tell.

Okay, lame, but hopefully effective as a distraction.

I explained that it was a vegetable joke, to which she replied, "yeah, I got it."

It went back to an awkward silence. I patted her leg.

Does it bother you that I'm not a 'vegetable'? I used her word for it, hoping to make her smile.

It sort of worked.

"No!"

Liar!

"Yes. No! I don't know! Is it weird that I am?"

My mind immediately began to shout it's offer to help her with any unwanted virginity. But, seeing the naked insecurity on her face, I once again did the good boyfriend thing and simply waved her off. Of course not!

I thought about telling her how happy it made me to know that she wasn't experienced. I had thought for sure that she'd been with at least Ty. I was big enough to admit that the thought of her being with anyone else made me extremely jealous. She was mine!

We talked a few minutes more before I forced myself to get out of the car. Seeing as my dad wasn't home, she couldn't come in. Stupid parents and their stupid rules. Her parents rules, anyway. My dad honestly wouldn't have cared if she came in. He was with Olivia and believed we were already being intimate with each other. Soon. Hopefully VERY soon!

I knew I had the biggest smile on my face as we shared one last kiss and she drove away. I couldn't help it. I was thrilled to have this conversation over with and out of the way. Granted she wasn't bursting at the seems to get in my bed, but she hadn't seemed completely opposed to the idea either. At least I knew she was thinking about it. My hormones were all hyped up, excited at the continued growth in our relationship.

-page break-

Kissing Bay was most definitely one of my favorite things to do. She had come over to work on homework with me. No sooner had she closed her last book than I had her in my arms and we began kissing. Her mouth was passionate against mine; her hands clinging to my neck, staying in the safety zone. My own hands were a bit bolder, wandering lower and lower as I worked up the courage to grab her ass.

Before I reached there, she rubbed her finger against my ear and pulled back. Holding up said appendage, she asked what it was.

It took me a moment to swap gears, having to shake out the lovely fantasies filling my brain, I managed to realize she was asking about the slick black residue, transferred from my ear to her finger.

It's grease. I mouthed carefully, knowing this sign was new to her. I was at the salvage yard all day looking for a motorcycle frame.

She looked worried. "Uh, you skipped school? Does your dad know?"

Ha! And mom thought Bay was a bad influence on me! In this case, I was happy to report that I'd done nothing wrong.

Who do you think wrote me the note? We're building it together! I had to admit, I was stoked to be doing another project with my dad. He knew how much it hurt me to sell Ripley. I hadn't seen him so angry in a long while when he learned that mom made me sell it. He insisted that he would've given me the money. Oh well. Too late now.

"Wow!" Bay seemed impressed. "Can your dad write me a note to get me out of all of second semester?"

I smiled and mouthed a 'sure', but my mind was elsewhere as I leaned back in, ready to get back to our kissing. It wasn't to be though. Not three seconds later, she was pulling back once more. I tried not to get frustrated. I knew she didn't mean anything by it. I was just horny.

I must not have done a great job of hiding it, though, because she felt the need to explain.

"Before I forget, and you're SUCH a good kisser that it's a very real possibility, J and K invited Angelo for a family dinner."

Okay, that's actually kind of funny!

Can I watch on pay per view?

She laughed. "There's no need. There's a ring side seat, just for you. It's tonight!"

I love that we have such a similar sense of humor! Wait...did she say tonight? Crap!

I can't. My dad and I are going to hunt for an engine.

I hated the look of disappointment on her face. I also knew it was very likely she'd need to talk things out and have some moral support if this dinner went anything like her family dinners usually go.

You want to come here after the dinner?

"It might be kinda late."

Even better!

Remembering that we were sitting fairly close, I tried to keep myself calm. Didn't want to scare her off. You heard Olivia. It's okay if you want to stay over.

She didn't miss the unspoken invitation.

"You mean, STAY OVER, stay over?"

I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering down her body or my lips from curling into a smirk. Hell yeah!

If you want to...Not wanting to have her doubt what I wanted, I quickly added, I mean, I want you to.

My body practically buzzed with nervous excitement as I waited for her answer. Please say yes! Please say yes!

She thought about it a second before giving a nervous smile. "Me too...I'll-I'll come over as soon as I can."

Okay, not as enthusiastic as I'd hoped, but still, she answered yes. I mouthed a quick 'great!' and just smiled at her, rubbing her arm softly, hoping to comfort her. I was dying to kiss her again but that didn't seem like such a good idea at the moment. She seemed too nervous. Even if we don't go all the way tonight, this is definitely a step in the right direction! Feeling my dick try to jump out of my pants I made a mental note to take a shower as soon as she left. If I go into tonight already feeling this anxious I'll embarrass myself in record time! NOT the impression I am hoping to leave her with.

Discreetly adjusting myself, I prayed fervently for time to pass quickly. She hadn't even left yet and I already couldn't wait for her to come back.

-page break-

This afternoon was probably the longest in my life.

After Bay left, I hopped in the shower to relieve a bit of tension. Then dad and I headed straight to the salvage yard, hoping to find a functioning motorcycle engine. I enjoyed the time with my dad. It meant a lot to me that he was willing to help me build another one, but for some reason, I just couldn't seem to focus.

Dad noticed, of course. He was patient with me, though, and our bonding time was wonderful.

It was barely dusk when I suggested we head home. Dad shot me a funny look. I thought maybe we could grab a bite to eat and hang out. Olivia's working late, so it's just the two of us.

Actually, I'd like to just head home, if it's okay with you. Bay's planning on coming over after her family dinner.

Ah. He smiled. I understand. Okay, let's get going.

After another relaxing shower, I checked my bedside table. Good, my condoms were still in date. One less worry. Now all I can do is wait.

Distracting myself wasn't easy, but I managed. Dad and I were watching TV. when the lights flashed. Half a second later I was at the door. Hey!

My welcoming smile quickly faltered as I saw the tears in her eyes. You okay? I grabbed her hand and led her into the house.

By this time dad was standing, staring at us. Everything okay? He truly liked Bay and just like me, he couldn't stand the sight of her upset and hurting.

She didn't answer him, simply continued wiping at her cheeks.

Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, I gestured that we were going to go talk in my room. Dad simply nodded. His worried gaze following us down the hall.

Once we reached the safety of my bedroom, Bay's silence ended. She began talking faster than she could sign but I was able to keep up enough to realize most of what was going on. Angelo was a felon. My blood ran cold at those words. A wanted fugitive. And he'd been spending alone time with my girlfriend. My blood boiled because I knew how much this hurt her. Sick fucking bastard! What kind of dad would put his daughter in a position like that? Hide a felon or turn her own father in...

I sat on my bed, reclining back slightly, and pulled her down with me, simply letting her talk and tell her story.

She calmed somewhat, explaining the cock and bullshit story Angelo had fed them. At least, I thought it was bull. Bay seemed to believe him. Why does she have such a blind spot when it comes to this guy?

Then she mentioned her parents threat to call and have him deported. I'm all for that idea! Get that bastard as far away from her as we can!

She became agitated. Too much to remain lying down, so she hopped up and began to pace, at least taking the time to sign now, helping me follow her. "They have no right to do this! They just don't like him!"

Well, there's a little more to it than that.

"Like what?"

It's assault and battery! As I mimicked a beating, I couldn't help but think what would've happened if Bay had somehow upset the man and his temper had been unleashed upon her. Your parents are trying to protect you! And so was I.

As much as I hated hurting her, I couldn't want her in danger. I agreed with John and Katherine.

"Who's side are you on?"

What is it with girls asking me that? Yours! I was always on her side. Espcially the keep her safe side.

"Wow! My signing must be REALLY bad!"

Uh oh, she's breaking out the sarcasm. Run!

"Because it sounds like you're defending them!"

I sat up now, knowing I needed to get this point across. I made sure to sign as clearly as possible. Bay, he's a felon! Any logical person would accept the truth of that statement.

And clearly logic wasn't an option for her right now. "He's my dad!"

I must have upset her more then I thought because she proceeded to launch into an attack against everyone else. "And what about your dad? He has a bong the size of a space needle in there!"

Now I was getting pissed. Without thinking I found myself on my feet standing in front of her. yeah, because that's the same thing.

"It's not the same thing!"

Thank you!

"Because at least my dad's not dating a chic who's half his age! Who incidentally has been trying to mate us like we're Giant Panda's."

I'm not sure if it was the reminder of sex, which I'd miraculously managed to forget about for the half a second I argued with her, or the realization that if she was attacking my family; people I knew she really, really liked, then she was simply lashing out. Looking for a fight to have an outlet for her hurt. Either way, somehow that managed to get through to me and I found myself calming.

I'm sorry. I held her arms, feeling the need to touch her in any small way. Let's not fight. The last thing I had been trying to do was further her upset. I wanted to be her place of comfort.

I'm not sure how, but what I said seemed to anger her even more. At least she didn't leave me guessing for long.

"Oh!" She flung my hands off her arms. "If you think there's any chance of us sleeping together tonight, then you are higher than your dad!"

Turning her back, she fled my room. I stood there a minute, fighting my frustration and disbelief. I knew that I should go after her and explain that she had misunderstood. My goal in saying that was not ONLY for getting her into bed. I truly hated fighting with her. But I also knew Bay well enough by now to realize that no matter what I said she was going to try and turn it around. Maybe the best thing I could do for now is to let her have her space. No matter how hard it was for me.

Flopping back onto my bed, I ran my hands over my face. This was NOT how I'd imagined this night to go. Dammit!

A/N (2) ; Well, I'm going to mark this as a done one shot. The point of this story was to get down what I felt could've been his thoughts during the show. However, I am entertaining the idea of continuing it, making a short story where I go AU and just go with what I HOPE happens. Thoughts?