SlytherinQueen020: I like your summary of the situation. It's very fitting. DarkMage6: That's a good concern but James honestly has no intentions of hurting her and even if he did, Mindy probably wouldn't even care. Debwood-1999: I couldn't agree more if I try. NeroAnne: I like his logic too, but then again, I like it when anyone pays for stuff for me. Boom boomed by Connor does sound like a fitting punishment for Glen at this point. Connor would certainly have fun doing it. EternalxInsanity: *posts this chapter* This soon enough for ya? XD. slashdite: He's never hit the kids yet but I get the concern. It's easy enough to think he could eventually do it. Esha Napoleon: Thank you.

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James tilted his head to the side and watched the man crawl across the floor, leaving a bloody trail as he went. After Mindy had kissed him, he had heard Mark shouting about needing groceries, so he had offered his services in running that errand. He wasn't even sure what the hell they needed, so he had just gotten a little bit of everything. He had originally planned to just go straight home, but a sudden compulsion had led him to driving out to a secluded ranch and breaking in just so he could kill the sad, pathetic, lonely man who was living there. "I don't know what you're trying to accomplish right now," he said with a shake of his head. "You're not going to get away." He twirled his knife around in his hands and followed the man, letting him get just a little bit further for his own amusement before driving the knife down and putting it through the back of his neck. The man made a choked gasping noise before finally dying. James smirked coldly before pulling the knife back out and exiting the house, taking nothing but the man's life.

Humming under his breath, James walked to his car (which had been parked nowhere near the house he had just left), catching a glimpse of his reflection in the rearview mirror when he got into the vehicle. His hair was still smoothed down and while he thought about messing it up again so it would be back to normal, but he ultimately decided against it. The way he figured it, Mindy would just fix it again if he messed it up, so why bother?

Plus she thinks I'm pretty with it smoothed down, he reminded himself as he started driving back to Mark's house. How she figures that, I don't know. I mean, I know I'm good looking, but pretty? That's a description for twinks like Jeff Hardy…wait, is Jeff gay? Hmm…I have to remember to ask Mark about that.

Shaking his head, he began trying to find something to listen to on the radio. When he failed to find anything worth listening to, his thoughts drifted back to the kiss Mindy had given him earlier. He had forgotten how soft women's lips were…"Fuck," he muttered, smacking the steering wheel as hard as he could. He had just killed again to clear his mind yet she had already managed to get back into his mind. Nobody else had done that besides Mark and Annabelle. "Crispy's going to go apeshit when he finds out I kissed his wife…" He actually chuckled when he thought about that. He hoped Glen would find out. The bastard didn't deserve Mindy. James was almost tempted to call Glen and tell him just to bait him into a fight and kill him in "self defense". That would solve a lot of problems.

When he got home, he found Connor in the yard playing with Snoopy and Cooper smoking on the porch. "You mind giving me a hand with these?"

Cooper nodded and came to help him. "We were wondering where you were," he said as he stared at James's hair in disbelief. "We thought you got lost or something…what the fuck happened with your-"

"Mindy fixed it," James answered.

Cooper tilted his head to the side and kept staring. "It looks…weird."

James snorted loudly. "Thanks Cooper. Way to make me feel good about myself." He carried the armful of groceries he had into the house, almost running into Mark as soon as he got inside.

"Holy shit," Mark said in amazement. "What happened to your hair?"

"Baby Doll fixed it," James replied. He carried the groceries into the kitchen and set them down on the table. "Is it really that big of a deal? I mean, you and Cooper looked shocked as hell about it."

Mark shook his head. "It's just that it's been ages since I've seen it smoothed down. It's really weird."

James lightly touched his hair, feeling a bit self-conscious now. "Where is Baby Doll anyway?" he asked. He hadn't seen her since she had left him in the basement.

"In the other room," Mark replied. He studied James carefully. "Did something happen between you two or-"

"She kissed me," James confessed. There was no point in hiding that fact.

Mark raised his eyebrows. "She kissed you?"

"Uh huh."

"Did you like it?"

James shrugged. "It was just a peck. It's not like we made out or anything."

Mark gave him a stern look. "Lawson, I swear to God if you're leading her on-"

"Me? I'm not leading her on at all! She's the one who initiated the kiss. Besides, you're one to talk. You're the king of leading people on."

"But Little Sister-" Mark was cut off by James kissing him, which earned a groan from Cooper, who was just coming in with the rest of the groceries.

"Get a room you," he muttered unhappily.

They ignored him and made out for a couple of minutes before breaking apart. "I love you," James said, nipping at Mark's lower lip.

"Love you too you psycho," Mark replied.

James grinned. "I'm going to go talk to Baby Doll again real quick, and when I'm done, I expect you to be naked and waiting in our room for me."

Mark smirked. "And if I'm not?"

"You'll just have to wait and see," James replied. He groped Mark and then ran out of the room, laughing as Taker cursed him under his breath. He loved getting Mark all worked up with just a couple of simple touches. It was just way too much fun.

He ended up finding Mindy sitting on the staircase, staring at one of Mark's old photo albums. "You never smiled back then," she said without looking up from the pictures.

James frowned. "What are you talking about?" he asked as he sat down next to her. He pointed to a couple of different photos. "I'm smiling there and there and oh look! There's another smile!"

She just shook her head. "It's not real. It's fake."

"How do you know?"

Now she just shrugged. He sighed and decided that it really wasn't worth arguing with her about this.

"You smell like Mark," she informed him. She was actually leaning over and sniffing at him like a dog.

He looked down at himself and sniffed his shirt. "I do?"

She nodded. "You were kissing him." It was more of an accusation than a question.

"Yeah…he's my boyfriend. Am I not allowed to kiss my own boyfriend now?"

She didn't answer him. She just huffed angrily before trying to storm away. He quickly grabbed her arm to stop her, and then before he knew what he was doing, he was the one who was kissing her. Only his kiss wasn't a simple peck; he practically started devouring her mouth. She didn't try to fight him at all though. In fact, she started kissing back just as hungrily until a loud cough caused them to break apart.

Mark stared at them with raised eyebrows, looking somewhat amused by the situation going on in front of them. "I think the three of us need to talk," he said wisely.