In life, good things happen and bad things happen. Life tends to always throw someone a curveball when they least expect it and it demands that their intended target learn how to deal with what was thrown in their direction. Whether the curveball was good or bad, what was important was that people needed to remind themselves to keep going even if life seems tough at times.

Dean had barely gotten any sleep one night so he found himself up past four in the morning splashing cold water in his face then looked at himself in the mirror. Anyone could see the stress that he had been going through during the last couple of days as it looked like more bags formed under his eyes because of the lack of sleep he had been getting each and every night. and The cold water dripped down his face as he continued to look at himself in the mirror as if he were two different people like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Taking a towel in one hand, he dried the water from his face, tossed the towel onto the sink, and walked back into the room as he rubbed the back of his neck while turning off the light to the bathroom. He quickly put on a tank top along with sweats before going to check on the kids.

Destinee and D.J. were sound asleep in their rooms but of course Little Miss Daisy was wide awake. That little girl still had some type of energy in her, no matter what time of day it was!

Dean took her downstairs to make her some oatmeal and was quite content when Daisy's face lit up in excitement over her favorite food.

"MEAL!"

Her papa sat down with her on the couch as they watched cartoons together while she happily ate her oatmeal. After devouring the breakfast with ease, she let out a small burp and said "Thank you!" to Dean who smiled at her when she looked up at him to give him a big smile herself.

"You're welcome. Papa is sorry for yelling at you." Dean kissed the top of Daisy's head as he hugged his little girl.

Daisy had stood up on the couch to hug her father's neck and gave him the biggest kiss on his cheek she could muster as she was happy to watch cartoons and eat oatmeal with her papa.

"Papa happy?"

"I am happy that I'm watching cartoons with you. Now, let's see what else Tom and Jerry are up to."

Daisy got comfortable next to Dean as they continued to watch Tom and Jerry beat each other up on t.v. until they fell asleep and the t.v. started to watch them instead. Renee had come downstairs to see Daisy lying against Dean who had his head tilted back on the couch with his mouth slightly open as he had one arm around Daisy.

He was shaken out of his sleep when he felt someone grab Daisy and immediately held onto her only to realize that it was Renee who had grabbed the little one to take her upstairs to her room. Sitting up to rub his face, he groggily looked up at Renee who had her arm stuck out towards him to help him up from the couch and took it as he slowly stood up.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"It's almost six," she said. "Figured you couldn't sleep."

"No, not really." Dean turned the t.v. off then followed Renee upstairs to help her put Daisy in bed and made his way back to their room.

"You want me to make you some coffee or something after I take a quick shower?"

"No. I think I'm going to go somewhere…don't know where."

"Dean, I have to give you something." Renee went to her nightstand to pull out a small piece of paper that she handed to Dean.

The paper looked foreign to him as he looked at it which caused Renee to look at Dean with a slight hint of suspicion. His brow was furrowed as he studied the check in his hand that Renee had written out to him that had a large amount of money written down on the bottom that was way too much for his liking.

He was grateful Renee wanted to help him rebuild his shop however he wasn't going to allow Renee to give up all of her hard earned money for him so he handed the check right back to her and shook his head.

"No," he said. "Thank you, but no."

"No? Come on, Dean. You deserve all the help you can get!"

"I'll find some other way to cover any other expenses I need after my insurance helps me with my shop but I'm not accepting money from you."

"Not accepting money from me? Your own wife who wants to help you because she wants to see you back on your feet?"

"It's not just you. Anyone and everyone. I'm not taking handouts."

"Dean, don't be prideful. Just take the check!" Renee tried to hand the check back to Dean but he gently pushed her hands away from him as he shook his head again. "Dean…"

"I'm not accepting any handouts!" Dean quickly went to change into a black pair of pants and threw on a grey t-shirt along with his shoes before grabbing his keys and wallet. "I'll be at the diner for a while because I need to clear my head for awhile. I just need to do that."

Renee sighed as she watched Dean leave the room then walked towards the window to peak through the blinds and saw him walking to his truck quickly. She watched in get in and back out of the driveway before looking down at the check in her hand, sat it down on the bed, and went to take a shower so she could get ready for the day.

Miss Laura had been making a fresh batch of coffee in her kitchen when she heard someone knocking at the front door and went to answer it to see it was Dean who had been knocking. She welcomed him in with a big hug and a kiss then shut the door behind him and lead him into the kitchen to make him a cup of coffee.

"How are you this morning?" Miss Laura took out her biscuits from the oven and put a few on a saucer that she took to the table.

"Thank you. I'm doing okay…I guess." Dean took a bite of a hot biscuit then took a long sip of his coffee.

"Still bothered by your shop being burnt down?"

"Yeah."

Miss Laura reached across the table to take Dean's hand in her own and squeezed it tightly as she gave him a big smile.

"I know you're heartbroken but Renee told me that her and your friends were all pitching in to help you get back on your feet."

Dean shook his head which caused Miss Laura to become a bit confused at his response which she didn't expect.

"I swear sometimes I wonder if Renee ever has a filter," he muttered to himself.

"I don't understand."

"I just don't want her to tell everyone every single little thing that goes on with me because no one needs to know everything."

"Dean, we're all family and family is supposed to stick together through thick and thin."

"I know that but I don't anyone handing me anything. Renee handed me a check today worth $2,000 to help me with my shop. That's her money that she worked hard for and I don't want her spending it on me. As a matter of fact, I don't want anyone to hand me anything…I can take care of the situation myself."

"You how stupid you sound right now?"

"Huh?"

Miss Laura leaned in closer to Dean so he could see just how serious she was with him because she was not liking what Dean was saying about not wanting help, especially not from Renee, his own wife.

"I'll say what I just said again since you didn't hear me the first time for some reason. I said: you know how stupid you sound right now? You refuse to get help from your own wife and friends? I was going to give you some money to rebuild your shop because you enjoy having your own business! You're a damn fool to not accept help from the people who love you very much and that is a fact. I love you but you better not stroll back into my house with any type of pride again. That's all it is: PRIDE. I know you've been unhappy and everything but you're going to be back on your feet again and dammit if I have to drag your ass back to your business and help you rebuild it with my own bare hands, I will! And your wife shouldn't have a filter when it comes to your well-being, Dean David Ambrose! After you finish eating, you're going to go back home and apologize to Renee for being rude to her because I know you were, and then you're going to accept whatever help you are going to receive because you ARE going to go back to your business and you're going to rebuild everything along with my help and everyone else's help too. And you will be grateful! Do you understand me? Am I crystal clear to you?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Dean felt like a little kid again as he hadn't be scolded like that in a long time by anyone but it sure did make him rethink about his actions from earlier and he made sure he followed Miss Laura's orders after he left her home.

Or she would put a foot in his ass indeed.