Okay. So this is a short story that I had on the back burner for some time now. I hope you like it. :D
By the way the kids name is Jesse Blu Epps.
-Val
"POP POP!" Tig heard from a distance. Fawn had let go of her sons hand and her baby was running at Tig as fast as his little legs could carry him. Tig turned around and smiled. His arms spread open. "Jesse!"
"Pop pop!"
"Jesse!" Jesse leaped into his arms and Tig picked him up and spun him around. Half Sack was parking his bike while Fawn was walking over from parking her car, with his backpack and lunch in hand. It was Friday and every Friday meant that Jesse Blu Epps would spend the day with his favorite grandpa.
"I missed you Pop pop." Jesse said wrapping his arms around Tig's neck.
"I missed you too, kid." Tig said, smiling at his grandson then turning to his daughter. Fawn gave him a slight smile. "I brought his coloring books, the portable DVD player, and he's starting to read so I brought his books. I got a couple juice boxes, some snacks, and his lunch. Make sure he takes a nap by twelve."
"Alright." Tig said knowing the drill, but without failure Fawn had to go over it every single time. Fawn nodded and adjusted her sunglasses. She checked her cell phone and nearly jumped out of her boots. "Oh god. Mommy is late." She said to Jesse. She gave Jesse a quick kiss and gave Tig one too. "Love you." She said to both of them.
"Love you too Mommy." Half Sack met her as she was going to her car. He gave her a quick kiss as she stepped in her car and finally drove off. Tig rolled his eyes thinking of that vegan food store that Fawn ran. He'd been there once and it was filled with nothing but a bunch of hippies and hipsters. She was leading the way for a band of pussies to take over Charming after he died. He would've thought that at least the uptight gash of a mother she had would've at least made her eat her meat and teach her not push it on his grandson. The one time he tried one of her sandwhiches, he had drink a shitload of water. It was too damn dry, but he didn't tell her that. Last thing he needed was to shake up their already messed up relationship.
They didn't even really start talking till he found out the Legendary One Nut had knocked up his daughter and made one of Gemma's pot luck dinners a living hell. That was four and half years ago, things had gotten better but not to where he'd like it to be.
"What are we going to do today Pop pop?" Jesse asked enthusiastically. Tig put him down, and took his lunch bag and Spiderman backpack to the office. "Plenty of things." Tig said. "I'm going to work on Bobby's fat boy."
"Cool!" he said, trying to keep up with Tig's stride. "What else?"
"Let's play it by ear." Tig said with a smirk.
"Okay!" He ran to the office door and got on his tip toes to try and open it. "I'm almost there!" he said trying really hard to reach the knob. Tig picked him up with a free arm and Jesse turned the knob. "We did it!" he exclaimed.
Gemma was working on some paper work and barely looked up at first. "Gem! Little man is here." Tig said. She finally looked up and took off her glasses and smiled. "There's my King." She said.
"Hello my Queen." Jesse said running to her hugging her. "What are you doing?" he said trying to get on his tip toes to see what she was looking at.
"Work." She said.
"That sounds boring." He replied with is nose scrunched up. "Can you watch Spiderman with me?"
"Sure baby." She said with a smile.
"And guess what?" he asked.
"What?" Gemma asked her eyes wide.
"I can read two pages of a book!"
She gasped. "No, really?"
"Mhmm!" he said with a proud grin on his face. A knock was heard on the door, and Kip opened it. "Hey kiddo." he said looking down at Jesse. "Come on out, I got to show you something."
"We'll continue business later." Jesse said seriously, hugged Gemma one final time and Gemma kissed him on the cheek. He grinned and ran out to join Kip. Gemma smiled and looked up at Tig. "He's a character." She said. "He's looking more and more like you everyday."
"He looks like Fawn."
"No, he looks like you. Curly hair and blue eyes. He's going to be a heart breaker when he's get older, just like his grandpa."
Tig couldn't help but smile. "Yeah he is."
"How is the little hippie pacifist?" she asked with a raised eyebrow knowing their situation all too well.
Tig shrugged. "I don't know. She doesn't tell me shit."
"Give it some time." Gemma said with an assured nod. "I'm sure things will be resolved before the baby graduates high school."
"That's being optimistic." Tig said, watching Jesse help Kip carry some trash outside. While Half Sack held a big trash can, Jesse held a tiny plastic bag that was barely filled. Jax walked passed the pair, and ran his hanf through Jesse's hair and messed it up. Jesse turned around and stuck his tongue out at him.
"Just be Pop pop now." Gemma said. "And be the best damn Pop Pop you can be. As long as you're in his life, you're in hers. The issue between you and your daughter will resolve itself on it's own."
"Yeah you're right." Tig said. "Well duty calls."
"See you around." Gemma said putting on her glasses and getting back to work.
