DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE OC AND BABY LYDIA!

A/N: sorry for the wait on the chapter, life caught up to me and then a serious case of writers block. Again I am sorry. Thank you for those that took the poll that I put up in my profile, it gave me some insight as to what you would like to see in regards to the story. I hope I don't disappoint anyone with this chapter.

-iceprincess1987

Evie brought Dean and Baby Lydia home for the very first time. The house is a beautifully restored plantation-style with gorgeous Roman-style columns along the front porch (in reference, look at pictures of the gone with the Wind house Twelve Oaks, where the party is). The expression on Dean's dace was one of pure awe and surprise.

"Wow, Evie…just…wow. I can't believe you own this." Dean said as Evie shut off the engine of the car she drove.

"It was all left to me by my parents. They left all of the worldly possessions to their only child. That included their joint bank account. It wasn't much, but since Grandfather wouldn't let me touch it growing up and he invested some of it very wisely, I no longer have to work unless I want to. The house was kind of depressed, in a way, until I moved back in. I brought life back into the twelve acres, I guess, when I came back. It was too big for just me, but now that the two of you are here it won't be so bad." Evie smiled as they got out of the car.

"Thank you for sharing this with us. This is definitely big enough to raise Lydia. I didn't really want to raise her in Vegas." Dean laughed. Dean got Lydia out of the car seat while Evie unloaded the trunk.

"Here, let me get the bags, you take my Daisy inside."

"It's still funny to hear you call her 'Daisy'. I always end up thinking of Daisy Duck. Let me at least take the baby bag, Dean, please."

"Are you sure you can handle both the baby and the baby bag?" He questioned.

"Of course I can. Don't worry Daddy Dean; I won't drop your precious baby." Evie laughed as she hoisted the baby bag onto her shoulder.

Evie had called her grandfather the week before to ask if he could get the house ready for the three of them. He had, of course, been curious that Evie had asked him to put a nursery together. So she told him everything had wanted to know. He was happy that she wasn't going to be alone anymore. Of course, he insisted that if she and Dean got together, he wanted them married before anything happened between them. The front door opened to everyone's shock.

"There's my girl. You look like mommy material already. How was your time on the road?" Evie's grandfather said as he held the door open for the two adults to step through.

"Grandfather, this is Dean, I work for him." Evie said as Dean put the bags down in the spacious foyer. "And tis little one is Baby Lydia. Dean, this is my grandfather, Jack." Evie said as Jack closed the door.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir. Your granddaughter is an absolute joy to work with. And she's really good about the late nights" Dean said holding his hand out to Jack.

"Boy, I worked for a living. Don't call me 'Sir'. The name's Jack. Heck now that you live with my Sweet Pea here, you can call me grandpa." Jack said shaking his hand.

"Is the nursery ready?" Evie asked.

"Of course it is. The nursery connects to both your room and the one on the other side. You connect through a bathroom, while Daddy over there has a flat-out connecting door. It's the only thing I like about this house, all the bedrooms connect somehow." Jack said leading the way upstairs. Dean left the luggage to follow the Gibbses.

They walked into the nursery and saw a beautiful white crib with a gorgeous sheer pink canopy. The other furniture matched the crib. The walls were painted the lightest shade of pink, decorated with ponies and princesses and other girly things. Evie was amazed that her grandfather had been able to pull it off. Evie had told Jack that they were bringing a baby girl into the house with a little idea of what she wanted for the nursery.

It was now a month into Dean's three month vacation. Dean and Evie had fallen into an easy pattern. While Dean is Lydia's primary care giver, Evie helps out with things like Dean likes to have an extra hand with diaper changes.

"Okay, Little One, we're going to change that smelly diaper. Just, please be patient. I'm still getting the hang of this." Dean sighed as he laid down Baby Lydia on the changing table.

"Alright, Dean, everything is laid out for you." Evie said.

"Stay. Please."

"Dean, you got this. You don't need me to change a diaper." Evie pleaded.

"I thought we were a team? Why can't you just do what I pay you to …Assist? Now hand me a diaper." Dean said as he opened the soiled diaper. Neither heard the front door open.

Evie did as Dean requested and handed him a diaper.

"Wipes." Dean said holding his hand out.

"Wipes." Evie repeated as she placed the wet cloths into his outstretched hand.

"Powder."

"Powder." The item gets passed from one to the other. And so it goes until Lydia has been refreshed and happy again. Footsteps in the hallway drawing them out of the haze that is the baby.

"Hey guys." Roman said quietly as he entered the nursery.

"Romie? What are you doing here?" Evie questioned.

"I came to see my Baby Girl." Roman said wrapping Evie up in his embrace.

"Roman, don't you have things to do? A daughter to see?" Dean sneered.

"Take it easy, Uce. What'd with the attitude all of a sudden?"

"You just come charging into the nursery? I didn't hear you knock or ring the bell." Dean scoffed.

"Since when do you have a problem with that?" Roman asked.

"Since you have a daughter to visit and I have a daughter to raise." Dean said storming out of the nursery.

"What has gotten into the two of you? The last time you were together, you were civil to each other, now…I don't know what to call it. Figure it out, Reigns, before he asks you to leave." Evie sighed as she left the nursery.

"It's your house, Baby Girl, you can override him." Roman sighed as he followed Evie into the hall.

"Then you need to let me in on the problem between the two of you. And don't tell me there isn't a problem, Roman. Clearly there is if your best friend won't look you in the eye and is wondering why you are in the house he is staying in." Evie argued quietly.

"I love you, Baby Girl. I love you and I am not going to just –'' Roman started, but he saw Dean come out of his room.

"Rome, I know we haven't seen each other in a month, but I think, maybe, you shouldn't be here right now."

"Dean-''

"I'm serious, Rome." Dean said quietly.

"So am I."

"No, Rome. Don't."

"You said you didn't care who she dated."

"Hello! I'm standing right here. Roman and I are not dating." Evie said clearing the air.

"I know what I said about her dating other guys, but that was before I moved into her house. Before I spent a month raising my daughter with her." Dean sighed.

"Before you fell in love with her." Roman sighed. "Dean, I don't want to come between the two of you. Obviously she didn't know the extent of my feelings for her. I'll back down if it makes you feel better. I can remain friends… With both of you. I can be content with that. Dean, you're my brother and I love you. Evie, Baby Girl, we started as friends, I think I can still be that and learn to move on and be happy as friends. But, Dean if you hurt her I will be the first person in line to seek revenge."

"Is that why you came here? To declare your feelings for me?" Evie questioned.

"Not exactly. I overheard Bryan and Richard talking… They said something about Richard being Lydia's father. Dean, I think you should get papers together and prepare for a court battle. He might try to take her." Roman said.

"Thank you for the warning, Bro. And I'm sorry about the attitude. I should have spoken to you about this beforehand." Dean said pulling Roman into a man-hug.

"No problem, man. I should have made sure that nothing had changed…and I probably should have said something to Evie. Baby Girl, I hope we can get passed this. I love you, but I guess it should be more like a sister than anything." Roman laughed.

"Romie, I understand. I wish you had said something to me, though. I love you…like a brother." Evie smiled.

"Evie….Princess, what about the two of us? Do we want to try dating?" Dean asked nervously.

"I…I would like that. But we don't exactly have a sitter." Evie smiled shyly.

"If it's okay with Daddy Dean, I volunteer to baby sit." Roman chuckled.

"Now that I can agree to. Roman, you are welcome to stay here whenever you want now that we've gotten this mess worked out."