A/N Apologies for this taking so long to get up, I had to make a run to AZ to collect my 2 sons from my ex with no notice, so now I am single parenting 4 kids. Its a lot crazier around here, but a lot more fun as well.

Leaving? Did I really want to do that? Would a short tour cure what ailed me or would I just want more and more of it? I had enjoyed spending time with my boy, and hearing him call me, 'Daddy" for the first time about sealed the deal right then and there for making me want to chuck it all and just stay home and be a house husband, but I had missed playing with my boys very badly and I felt I owed it to them to at least spend some time helping to promote the new music we had written.

Waking up the next day left me feeling more confused that I had the night before. I enjoyed being with her, even though she scared the hell out of me half the damn time and the thoughts of what she could and would do to me if I stepped out of line, had me more than a little worried for my bits, I was comfortable being with her. I could be myself and just be a regular guy. She really didn't give a rats ass for my money or my fame or any of that. She was just content to let me be me.

We clicked in many ways and the sex was outstanding. I know understand why soo many movies make a big deal out of a younger guy landing an older woman…they know things, amazing things that girls my age have no freaking clue about. Like the t-shirt I found in her closet, "It only seems kinky the first time", should be the older woman's credo because man…let me tell you what, those cuffs of hers sure come in handy.

I left her sleeping while I got up to make some calls to see just what it would take to get a short tour put together. Luckily, the guys were raring to go and some of the smaller venues we had played in the past were more than happy to have us stop by for a few shows. A few emails later and the bands manager had us booked on a 10 city tour that would take us through the lower West and into Texas for a few surprise shows. It didn't allow much time for ticket sales, but our fans, being the loyal nuts they were, would have us close to sold out within a week or so. The guys had been playing as one of the sidebands while I was being, 'Daddy", so they were well rehearsed and raring to go.

I knew it was going to be hard, but I planned on taking my truck so that I could peel off and come home whenever I felt like it. "Home?" was that what this was now? It sure felt like it. I love my boy, and as for her, she would skin me alive and salt my bones if she knew, but I loved her too. She was sanity and stability and someone who could see past everything into me. I knew she liked to pretend that she was just putting up with me, but I knew different. I knew she looked at me when she thought I was asleep. I knew me and my boy were her screensaver on her computer at work and that she carried a picture of us in her gear for good luck. She cared, even if she wasn't ready to admit it, and I knew that taking off and leaving her and my boy was going to be tough on all of us.

Getting her coffee started was the one way to stay on her good side, so I got it going and then headed back to the bedroom to see if I could wake her up in a way that was sure to leave her missing me more than she had thought possible.

She looks all peaceful and calm, sound asleep, sprawled out over 2/3's of the bed, but I know if I don't approach her the right way, I could end up on the wrong end of a fist or a kick to the head, so I made sure that instead of starting right in kissing my way up her leg, I started by gently stroking her and letting her know it was me. When she opened a bleary eye and groaned at me, "Just what are you up to, young man?" I knew I was good to go.

I don't think the Captain and J.D. expected our night off to last until the next night, but bless them, they had our son over 30 hours without a break, finally letting themselves into the house to get him more clothes and to wake us up, again.

"Will you two get the hell off of each other and come let your child know you are still alive?" The Captain didn't even bother to stay outside the bedroom door, he was leaned up against the jamb, leering at me like I was some prime cut of meat that he wanted to sample as Bella threw a pillow at him and tried to pull the sheets up to cover us.

"Cullen! Get the hell out of here and quit eye-fucking the boy! Dammit! If I said it once, I've said it a million times, it would just be too weird!"

I rolled over and grinned back at him, after all, over the course of the time I had gotten to know him, I knew he was mostly harmless, and my bits were just bits to him, but it got Bella's goat that he ogled me like he did when she was around.

"Nice ink, when are you going to take the big boy step and get that thing pierced?" He grinned at me and winked as Bella stopped her searching and gave both of us a wide eyed stare.

"He is piercing nothing! That's just wrong. His pecker works just fine the way it is, it doesn't need any hardware to make it work any different."

I could do nothing but shrug and smile at him, "She's the boss."

'Ah Hah! So that's how it is? Well boy, I had always figured her for a top, but you know it might do her a world of good to be a little less dominating in the sack. I can teach you a thing or two about being in control if you need me to." Cullen walked over and sat on the end of the bed, leaning towards me in a conspiratorial way, "J.D. can give you some pointers about being in command. You know, he may be short, but he knows how to take things in hand…"

AKK! Shut UP! Cullen! Get your ass out of my bedroom and quit putting ideas in the boys head! Bella started throwing shoes and things at him at that point so he jumped up and left the room, his deep laughing echoing down the hallway. I could hear J.D. and Spence out in the living room, so I found my jeans and wandered out after him.

"You two get things sorted out?" J.D. was laying on the floor with Spence crawling back and forth across him like some wiggly obstacle.

Yeah, I'm going to go on a short tour for a month or so, and get it out of my system. I'm taking my truck so I can peel off and come back when I want to, and we will have Skype and stuff while im gone. Its gonna be hard as hell, but it will be good for both of us I guess. I said these things to J.D., but I wasn't really too sure about it. Yeah, saying it would be good for us was one thing, but actually believing it was another. Being on the road was crazy and lots of stuff went on that I knew Bella would not approve of, but maybe I could keep that stuff dialed back in now that the guys knew I was a family man. I could only hope.