Tim had learned that certain things made the Riggins women very angry. Things like asking "So do you like that boy?" Anything that could even be slightly misconstrued as invasion of privacy. Anytime he used the wrong tone or inflection when responding to his wife's question "Do these jeans make my butt look big?" Any of that could land him in very hot water.

That made what he was doing now even worse. He stepped into his daughters' purple room, which had thick horizontal iridescent stripes that were just a shade or two different from the base color to mark off each girl's own little portion of the room.

Joey was on the far wall with her very French-feeling black wrought iron bed. Its white bedding made it seem that she slept on a cloud. Her design mannequin stood in the corner and all of her stuff was organized with military precision.

Jamie had the opposite wall with her Jackson Pollock print headboard and the bedding that had black and white photos she'd taken screen-printed onto it. Her camera sat on a stack of hat boxes she used as a night stand. Photos were strewn across the bed her scrap booking abandoned for the bonfire.

Then Jenny was on the north wall, facing the window. Her bed was all red and black with a silver shoji screen used as the headboard. Her acoustic guitar lay abandoned on the floor. Her laptop was open on the bed, practically begging him to snoop. Her laptop was locked and he tried for the password six times before growling at the screen.

"You're thinking awful hard there babe…wanna tell me what you're

doing?" Julie leaned on the door frame. Tim could never hear her coming.

"I want to know what's going on with our daughter and I'm trying to find out."

"I thought we'd agreed long ago that we weren't going to snoop unless we were worried for their physical safety and health. She's never been a problem Tim."

"That's because she's good at not getting caught."

"But Tim there are worse things than her dating Bo."

"Like what, Julie, getting pregnant?"

She looked at him like he'd slapped her. She walked over and typed in the password. "There I don't like her dating him either but its not the end of the world…look all you like but when she no longer trust you don't come crying to me."

Tim tried to say something, but Julie walked away, pausing at the door. "And just so you know getting pregnant with your child was the hardest and best thing I've done in my whole life it wasn't the worst."

"Jules-"

But she interrupted him. "Jaci wants to watch "Iron Chef" with you…I'll be in the bedroom. Leave me alone until the look that says I want to punch you in face is gone."

"Jules, Baby wait I didn't mean it like that I wasn't." He got up to follow her only to have the bedroom door slammed in his face. Then he had an idea. He yelled an apology through the bedroom door and then headed to the front door.

Turning back, his three youngest daughters were watching him with wide eyes.

"Did you mess up daddy?" Jaci asked.

"I'll be back in time to watch our shows ok girls?" He picked up his keys and stopped to kiss the tops of their heads. "Be good I'll be back. Mind your mom."

It was a short drive over to Bo Miller's house and Tim soon found himself pulling into the driveway and getting out of his truck. Tim guessed Bo had seen him coming since he was opening the door before Tim was even halfway up the walk.

"Hey Tim."

"Bo…" Tim put his hands in his pockets in case he wanted to hit the kid. He looked Bo dead in the eye.

"How are all the lovely Riggins ladies?" Bo asked.

"Bo I have a question and I want a straight answer… if I don't get one I'll know

and you won't like the consequences…"

"So, you're here about Jensen I take it."

"Jensen huh?" Tim didn't like the easy intimate way her given name rolled off the man's tongue.

"How long?"

"Five, Six months…"

"She's a child Bo…"

"She's eighteen…"

"She's my child…."

"I'm fully aware. The age shouldn't bother you it didn't with my mother."

"I was a seventeen year old boy…who thought with the wrong half of his body. You're mother was damn near thirty-five she knew better and we all know it."

"Yeah, Well Jensen know her own mind so we'll just let her decide for herself,"

"No, she just thinks she knows what she wants but she doesn't and if you were smart you'd end it."

"That sounds like a threat Tim."

"That all depends on whether or not you are dumb enough to hurt her. I have places I need to be you've been warned Miller."

Tim stood in front of the flower refrigerator in Wal-mart.

"What did you do?" someone said from near his shoulder. He turned to see Lyla Garrity.

"Kinda made an unintentional crack about Julie's teen motherhood."

"Oh in that case go with the peach roses and just grovel… what brought on the insult?"

"We found out Jenny's been sneaking around with Bo Miller. Julie said there were worse things I said what like getting pregnant it didn't go down well."

"Imagine that! Julie's right those there are worse things as long as she's not into drugs or drinking and as long as she protects herself from getting pregnant as long as she's the smart woman you raised her to be you're gonna have to let go and let god…because if you don't you'll lose her."

"But I don't want to let go and let God. I want to shake her until her teeth rattle and ask what the hell she;s doing with him? He used to practice his pick up lines on Julie for Christ sake."

"You've never touched that child not for a single second of her whole life Tim you won't actually shake her no matter how bad you might want too."

"That's just it Lyla she's still a child she's my child… I want more for her than Dillon, Texas and Bo Miller."

"But she's not a child Tim. She's in that in-between spot where you just have to let go and hope you did enough…"

"But why do I have too…"

"No one ever pushed you out of the nest to see if you could fly… they just left you to fend for yourself…so I know this is hard for you but you're not abandoning her by letting her go Tim. You're seeing how well she flies. If all else fails you could always talk to that person who wanted more for his daughter than Dillon, Texas and Tim Riggins."

"Thanks Lyla."

"Anytime Tim."

"Oh how are things with you and Jay and De?"

"We're figuring it out one step at a time but we'll be okay."

--//--

AN: Just want to say thanks for all the lovely reviews and thanks to Fluer27 for the beta!