"She came to me." Emma said still laying in Ethan's bed. Her head rested on his arm and her fingers were absent-mindedly twisting around his. She had just finished telling Ethan about Savannah's visit. Beside her, Ethan laid still shirtless beside his fiancé. They'd been laying in that position for over an hour and Emma even told him about the talk she'd had with Rebecca the night she slept over.

"She showed up at your house because she found out your her mom and that her dad lied to her?" He asked, placing a hand behind his head. He turned to looked at her. Her brown hair was mussed up from the sex earlier that afternoon.

Emma turned and looked at him, her eyes caught his and for a second she was captivated. Captivated by his eyes, his smile, the taste of beer on his lips. "Yeah. But she didn't stay long. I know her father. I know how pissed off he can get. Part of me didn't want to leave her there, the other part didn't know what to do. In that moment, when she turned and looked at me, she was begging me not to go. But what was I supposed to do?"

Ethan pulled Emma in closer to his body and kissed her temple, "It's not easy, Em. But I think as bad as it sounds bringing her home was the right thing to do. At least now you know where she lives."

Emma nodded, "True, but I can't just show up at their house and demand I see my daughter." She laced her fingers through his and gave his hand a squeeze.

He returned the gesture and looked at her, "Why not? She knows the truth now. You deserve to see her. You deserve to be a part of her life."

Emma knew all too well that even if Ethan had a point, that Savannah's dad wasn't going to let the 21 year old mother anywhere near his nine year old daughter, "He wanted me gone for a reason and I was too little back then. No one was going to listen to a 12 year old. Much less a foster kid." She turned on her side and cuddled into his chest. He placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"It's not fair that he can do this. It's not fair to you and it's certainly not fair to that little girl." He said drawing in a heavy breath.

"I know it's not fair and believe me I hate it, but I just don't know what to do. Right now, I am just going to wait. I don't know, maybe we can try and talk to him." She said trying to be optimistic but knowing that even if she tried she was only going to be shut out. If he wanted Savannah in her mother's life he wouldn't have lied to her. At least that's what Emma wanted to believe.

"She didn't say anything about abuse did she?" He asked looking down at her.

Emma moved her head to look up at him, "No." She sat up and looked down at Ethan, "Why? Do you think he abuses her?" Suddenly fear fell over her.

Ethan sat up as well and rested his back against the wooden headboard, "No. I'm just thinking if he abused you, what's making him not abuse her?"

Emma shook her head, she didn't want to believe that her daughter was living a life of abuse. After all, she was a beautiful girl with a fashion sense and a sweet personality. "I don't know, Ethan. Honestly, I don't even want to think about that. I mean I didn't see any direct bruises, but he never directly hit me. Everything was purely, you know." She swallowed hard, trying to focus on the word, "Sexual."

Ethan cringed at the thought, "I don't know how a father could hurt his child like that." He shook his head.

Emma shrugged, "Yeah, but I wasn't his daughter. Foster daughter isn't the same thing." She never had been a 'daughter.' At least not that she could remember. She had barely any memory of her childhood with Rebecca and up until she got to Phoenix, she was never anyone's "daughter."

"Do you think he's capable of raping his flesh and blood?" Ethan asked trying to swallow the concepts that he was talking about.

Emma shrugged, "I don't know. I want to say no, but the fact that he did what he did to me is enough for me not think it's not plausible." She snuggled into his body before she sat up, "Can I get a drink?" She asked.

Ethan followed her out through the dark living room to the kitchen. "You never have to ask baby. Of course you can have a drink. I think there's that blue gatorade you like in there." Emma smiled as she opened the fridge. Not to her surprise the entire bottom shelf was stocked with different kinds of beers from the plain to the craft.

"And beer!" she said laughing. She reached for a Bud Light and grabbed him a Heineken.

"Oh yeah, there's some of that too." He said leaning against the counter. She popped the tops off the bottles and handed him his beer.

He took a long swig and wrapped his arm around her waist, placing a feather light kiss on her lips. Emma smiled and growled against his lips, "mm, going to make out with me in the kitchen?"

"How did you guess?" He smiled against her lips.

"You're just too predictable Mr. Whitehorse." She said deepening the kiss. Emma wrapped her arms around his neck.

Sutton killed the ignition of her SUV and opened the back door. Kendall was fast asleep in her carseat and Sutton grabbed her arm throwing the dead weight over her shoulder. Kendall barely budged. When Thayer saw her struggling he rushed over, "Here, let me help you." He said. He lifted Kendall from her seat with ease. He carried her fireman style into the house.

"You can put her in my bed if you don't want to carry her upstairs." Sutton whispered.

But Thayer only smiled at her, "No I don't mind. I haven't seen her room yet." He said as he ascended up the stairs.

"Oh it's the one with the pink K on the door. The one across from it is Emma's. I don't think she's here. I didn't see her car." She said. She watched as Thayer disappeared to the second story and then she headed into the kitchen. She pressed the power button on her Keurig and grabbed a green tea K-cup from the carousel. She reached into the cabinet above the machine and grabbed her owl shaped mug from the bottom.

Thayer pushed open the door with the K on the front. Her room was small and quiet. The curtains were closed from the night before casting a dark pink shadow across the room. Her bed wasn't made and he laid the sleeping toddler onto the mattress. Kendall barely budged in the transfer. He pulled her petticoat and boots off before pulling the comforter over her body. He placed a kiss on her forehead and took a minute just looking at her. In all these years, he'd had a 'daughter' it never occurred to him that this was a part of him. A beautiful and wonderful creation he'd made with someone that he loved and cared about. He looked at the photo's Sutton had framed and arranged on the toddler's dresser. Her birth announcement and baby photo in the biggest frame. He picked it up and ran his fingers over the smooth glass. The babies eyes were closed, her head was tiny and the skin around her eyes was wrinkly. How could I let myself miss this? He thought, thinking back to the day when his daughter was born and how he had let his fear keep him from the most wonderful day of his life. "She was a tiny one." Sutton said softly.

Thayer whipped around and looked at her. He looked back at the photo, "You know, Sutton, I'm sorry. I should have been there." He said holding the photo up as if to indicate his daughter's birth day.

Sutton nodded, "Yeah, you should have. But what matters is you're here now." She said walking into the room. She stood next to him and looked at the picture, "I'm surprised she stopped crying long enough for them to get this picture."

"She's a beautiful little girl, Sutton. You've done a wonderful job with her." He said acknowledging all the years she'd spent raising her daughter in her father's absence.

Sutton nodded, "Thank you, Thayer." She said. "Come on, let's let K sleep. She'll probably pass out for a few hours, if you catch my drift." She gave him a wink a seductive smile.

Thayer growled and followed her out of Kendall's room to Sutton's. Sutton closed the door and pushed Thayer to the bed, immediately shedding her jacket and top, "Damn girl, you wanna leave something for me?" He growled pulling at her tan torso, she stepped into his embrace and he began kissing her.

Sutton sighed against his lips and moved along his jawline. She nibbled gently on his earlobe and he growled, "You are so damn hot." She whispered sensually in his ear.

Thayer pulled Sutton close to him and flipped her to the bed, "Come here, gorgeous. Give me back what's rightfully mine." He said as he began placing kisses down her body. When he got to her jeans he slowly traced his way back up to her lips.

"Damn it, you tease." She scolded playfully. Thayer just gave her a devious smile as he continued to kiss her. They were so wrapped up in passion that they didn't hear the front door open and a voice yell, 'I'm home!'

A/N: Alright y'all! I posted three glorious chapters for you today. Thank be by leaving some comments below! As always thanks for reading! 3