Who's the Daddy?

A/N Just a quick note to thank those of you who reviewed and put this story on their alert list, it is because of you guys that this story is not being deleted and continued with. THANKYOU.


Reverend Cole stood at the door of the church and looked across the the carpark at the front of his new Parish greeting members of the congregation as they had arrived for the service. He had been in Charming now for about two weeks, taking over from the old reverend and getting to know the movers and shakers of the town. He had even met one Gemma Morrow, the matriach of the biker club that resided in the town, he had already known quite a bit about the woman before he had come to Charming, in fact he knew quite a bit about all the SONS, his best friend had business that he had to conduct with the SONS in the next few months and he had had his head of security run a background check on all the members and everyone associated with them which was why when he had met Wayne on his first morning here, he had already known who the man was.

"Good Morning Reverend."

Cole was brought out of his reverie by the polite but firm hello from Sheriff Roosevelt, another who he knew an awful lot about. He knew that the man standing in front of him with his wife was the new law in town and had been for almost two years now. He knew that he was basically a 'good' cop but what he had done to his son a few months before, threatening to tell the club that Jaun Carlos was 'black' did not sit well with him and he was going to make him pay for trying to harm his son.

"Good Morning to you Sheriff and Mrs Roosevelt."

He smiled benignly at them not allowing them to see the turmoil that was in his soul, welcoming them to that mornings mass. They smiled and acknowledged his welcoming them to the service and proceeded into the church towards their seats as the new reverend continued to welcome people at the door. Reverend Cole was proving popular and every service had been packed, he did not know if it was because he was a black man and they found his presence as a reverend a 'novelty' or if it was because he seemed such a genuine person. He smirked to himself thinking 'how stupid some of them were, if they took him on face value.' He knew that some of them had not, people such as Gemma Morrow who was standing in front of him with Wayne Unser, making small talk before they took their places in the church. He knew that she and Wayne were old friends and that they had been spending quite a bit of time together since her husband Clay had been gunned down at the garage they owned. Her husband had survived the shooting but his marriage to his wife had become strained in the last few months, Cole knew they were still together but that was he suspected only for show. Something had happened to destroy their love for each other and he was determined to find out what it was.

As the last of the stragglers made their way into the church, Reverend Cole took his place in the pulpit and took a moment to compose himself looking out over the congregation, calmly sitting in front of him before addressing them.

"Welcome everyone to the service this bright and gloriously sunny Sunday morning. It is good so many of you here. Now I know many of you are still wandering about me as your reverend and I know that you are use to your church services being done in a certain way...but this morning I am going to do the service somewhere else and I am sorry to disturb those of you that seem to have got comfortable on your seats already but as it is such a glorious day...I bid you all to join me outside for the service and to appreciate what our God has created for us...in the beauty of this planet and this amazing day...So please come my friends."

Without another word, Reverend Cole left the pulpit and though some people were a bit disgruntled and surprised at having to move they followed the man out of the side door and into the garden of rememberance that was at the back of the church. Gazing around the garden and at the new reverend who some were beginning to think was mad, they saw that seats had already been placed outside and they walked over to the seats and sat down, there were more people than seats and some sat on the ground gazing at the man who had started to preach to them about the dangers of arrogance and pride and about loving one another regardless of a person background using the story of the Good Samaritan as an example of how those from different backgrounds can help each other. Before anyone knew it the service was over, a whole two hours had flown by and no one had noticed, they had been enjoying the service so much. The reverend ended the service wishing them all peace for the day and reminding everyone present that he expected to see many if not all of them at the 'Taste of Charming' event later that day.

After the last of his congregation had left, the Reverend Cole returned to the interior of his church, to clear away any items that people may have left behind and he did not hear the door of the church opening or the foosteps of a number of men who entered the church after having observed the congregation all leave, leaving the reverend all alone.

"Sweet service Reverend. You really had that lot going."

Reverend Cole turned smiling, to face a group of young men all dressed in gang colours. As their leader stepped forward, Cole raised his arms to welcome him.

"It's good to see to you again my son although I wish it could have been under better circumstances. I grieve for your loss, she was such a lovely girl and should never have died in that manner but never fear her death is going to be revenged."


A/N The plot thickens, I wonder if any of you can guess who the gang is? Find out in the next chapter. As always if you think you already know the answer or would just like to leave a review, press the review button and let me know. :-P