Isabelle-

Spencer came back in. Hands in his pockets.

"Doctor said it was ok. He'll bring the baby in", he said, his tone let me know he wasn't happy.

"Are you gonna see him?", I asked.

"No I can't, I told you that already", he said angry.

He backed out of the room.

"I'll be here Izzy", Baron said.

The door opened again to a nurse and Vince the adoption agent.

"Hi", I said.

"Hello", he smiled.

"You wanted to see your son?", the nurse asked.

I nodded. She was going to place him in my arms.

"Oh, no", I said.

She placed him anyways. My heart started beating faster when I looked down at the tiny person in my arms. Rubbing the tip of my finger on his cheek gently.

"Hi Abel", I whispered.

I kissed his forehead.

"Spencer's missing out", Baron said.

"He is but your not. Abel will at least have his uncle B", I said.

"Damn right little man has me", he said smiling.

The nurse left. I started crying.

"I hope this means you've had a change of heart?", Vince asked.

I looked at him. Then back down at Abel, I smiled.

"Yes, I want to keep him", I said softly.

"Good, I'm glad", he said.

"Me too", Baron said.

He leaned down and kissed Abel's tiny head.


I woke up to Abel jumping on my bed. I loved his eight am wake up calls.

"Ok, I'm up", I said yawning.

He smiled. Making him and Mia breakfast.

"Ok, so I have an interview today at a diner, so either you come with or stay home?", I asked Mia.

"I'll stay home, don't want to tarnish dear old grandma's reputation", she said stabbing her eggs.

"Hey, those eggs didn't do anything to you", I said.

Abel giggled.

"Oh I need your dirty clothes too", I said.

Mia gave a thumbs up and so did Abel. I went upstairs and showered. Getting dressed in black shorts and white tank top. Mia had put her and Abel's dirty clothes in baskets and put them by the door. Setting my things there too. I started on dinner for Dean, deciding to leave it in his fridge for when he got home.

I grilled chicken and poured some bbq sauce on it. Adding some green beans, carrots, and mashed potatoes on the side. Putting the gravy into a small container. I put them in a bag. Setting the food and baskets of dirty clothes into the truck.

"Ok, I'll be back soon", I said.

Getting to the address Dean texted me and finding the key where he said he'd leave it. I walked in and set the food in the fridge. I went back to the truck to get the baskets. Starting on the first wash, I noticed a huge pile of dirty clothes beside the dryer.

"I'll wash that", I said to myself.

I walked into his kitchen and washed his dirty dishes. Along with the containers that had the spaghetti in it.

Dean-

"So you're telling me, she's at your house right now. Her panties tumbling around your washer", Randy said.

I nodded.

"Why aren't you taking your break, going down to your house and banging the shit out of her on your washer?", Dolph asked.

"Running your hands up her smooth, toned legs", Cody said.

"Those lips, her ass", Randy said and shutting his eyes and smiled.

"Its safe to say who's not getting any", Roman said.

We laughed.

"She is beautiful", I said.

"But?", Seth asked.

I shrugged.

"You're not going to do anything about it?", Roman asked.

"Nope", I said.

"I can't believe you're willing to let that go. Ambrose you have completely lost your damn mind", Seth said.

"I think we can all agree on that", Randy said.

"Shut up", I said.

They all laughed.

"So you wouldn't mind if one of us, you know asked her out?", Dolph asked.

I looked at him and then shook my head no.

"No problem", I said.

"Bullshit", Cody said.

"You would care. Seth and I saw the way you looked at her and brother you've got it bad", Roman said.

"Ok, can we talk about something else now", I said.

They all had these smirks on their faces.

"You guys are assholes", I said as they laughed.

Isabelle-

I couldn't help myself, I cleaned his house and washed his clothes. Leaving his now washed clothes folded on his bed. I wrote a note, telling Dean about the food in the fridge. I picked up the last basket of clean clothes and opened the front door.

"Oh, sorry", the blonde woman said.

I smiled. She looked at me confused.

"You are?", she asked.

"Sorry, Isabelle Rodriguez, I'm new here and Dean let me use his washer", I said.

I stuck my hand out for her to shake it, but she just glanced at it and looked back at me. I dropped my hand. I locked his door, not knowing this woman.

"Renee Young, I'm Dean's girlfriend", she looked mad.

"Oh, I meant no disrespect. He offered to let me and since I don't have a washer and dryer I took the offer. People in this town are really nice and friendly I mean I've only been here a little while. I like that its so peaceful..."

"I don't care. I don't want to see you around here again or near Dean", she said.

"Ok, I'm sorry I really didn't mean to cause trouble. If I would have known I wouldn't have accepted his offer", I said.

I tucked Dean's key into my back pocket, still not trusting this woman and not knowing if she was really Dean's girl. He didn't say anything about her.

"How'd you get in?", she asked.

"He was here before I left, said to lock up when I finished", I said.

She nodded.

"It was nice meeting you and again, I'm sorry", I said.

She just watched as I got in my truck and left.