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Steve brushed his teeth as he looked in the mirror. His left hand was gripping the sink, trying to figure out how he could get along with Arizona. How could one teenager cause him so much anger? The passed two days, he had been working and Arizona just kept getting more and more irritated that they weren't spending time together. Now, when he got home, she walked out of the room or ignored him all together until the next morning. His eyes darted to the hallway when he saw her. She stood in the doorway and groaned. "I have to use the bathroom." She said.

Steve looked at the toilet and then back at her. "Go ahead."

Her eyes widened. "Gross! Steve, get out of the bathroom! I am not going in front of you. That's disgusting."

"I used to shower in front of ten other guys when I was a Navy SEAL." Steve argued. "You can use the toilet in front of your old man."

"I am not a Navy SEAL and you were an absent asshole of a father. Bathroom, please." Arizona said again, her arms crossed over her chest.

Steve spit into the sink and rinsed off his toothbrush. "For the one hundredth time, I did not know you existed. Trust me, if I knew about you, I would've hunted you down to get custody rights. I don't care if you like it or not. You are my daughter."

"Yeah, and you're ignoring your daughter's need for a bathroom." Arizona stated, her head cocking to the side.

"Being a father sucks so far." Steve gritted out, walking passed her, down towards the kitchen.

Arizona called after him. "Yeah, and being your daughter isn't the greatest either."

Steve turned to look at her, but saw the bathroom door slam shut. He bawled his hands into fists and looked into the living room. He saw the pillow on the couch and went to retrieve it. Once in his hands, he started punching it, working out his frustrations on something that wouldn't show later on. Doris popped out of the kitchen and leaned against the doorframe with a cup of tea in her hands. "Child problems, Steve?"

"How can I already love her like a daughter, but want her to go away? She's driving me nuts! How many times can I apologize for something that wasn't my fault? Chelsea didn't tell me! How was I supposed to know?" Steve asked his mother, dropping into the chair.

Doris slowly sat on the coffee table in front of him and patted his knee. "You finally know what it's like to be a parent. She'll get over it. You just have to stop being so... you. For the past how many years, you've been living on your own. Your daughter is used to living with people. First off, the whole bathroom thing. You have one bathroom and you have a teenage daughter. She is going to want the bathroom a lot and she is going to want it all to herself. She cannot shower in less than three minutes."

"Okay, I get it. I have to learn to compromise with her. But, she keeps blaming me for not being in her life. How can I do anything for that?" Steve asked.

"Well, just form a relationship with her. Take her around the island or see what she's interested in. She's been here for three days and you've been at work most of the time." Doris said, holding her cup with both hands. "It's kind of what I did with you when you and your sister found out I was alive. It was hard and heart breaking, but I have you guys back now."

"But, that's different. You checked in on us. I didn't know she existed until three days ago." Steve sighed, running a hand down his face. He looked down at floor in the kitchen. "What if I can't form a relationship with her before she heads off to college? She's already fifteen. I have three years with her."

Doris cocked her head to the side, getting his eyes to look at her. "You will have a relationship with your daughter before then. It may seem impossible now, but it will happen." She stood up and headed back into kitchen. Steve sighed and closed his eyes. He looked up the stairs when he heard a door slam shut.

Arizona came down a moment later, obviously not happy. She walked into the kitchen before grabbing a box of cereal. "Morning Grandma." She smiled lightly.

"Morning sweetie!" Doris grinned, kissing Arizona's head and giving her a one arm hug. "How did you sleep?"

"Good, I fell asleep right after I talked to my mom." Arizona nodded before pouring milk into her bowl, taking a seat at the counter.

"How is your mom?" Steve asked walking into the kitchen.

Arizona stared at him for a moment before speaking. "She is fine, busy. She is working on this big project with her boss. When she brings work home, I usually help her with it. I swear; I could work at her company. I know most of its secrets."

Doris chuckled. "Well, you have a safety net then." Arizona giggled.

Steve dropped his forearms to the counter in front of Arizona and looked at her. "What are you doing today?" He asked.

"Nothing that I know of." Arizona said before putting a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

"Good, how about you and I go around the island and I can give you a tour? Or we can just go do something." Steve suggested.

Arizona swallowed and looked at him skeptically. "Don't you have to work today?"

Steve shook his head. "Unless we figure out who or killer is, I am all yours today." He grinned when his daughter smiled at him, showing her teeth.

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