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I just was not in any position to see or talk to him, he looked like a beast, I rather liked the new look; jacked and the whole lumberjack vibe he was killing it. Birdie just smirked getting into the passenger seat. "Warren only has three years left, you could do that standing on your head. I am going to call Gage he should have more info as he has been getting closer to home. We can pick up where we left off tomorrow, you need to go see Burrie and then your sister or she might have a heart attack." her words like a hard dose of truth, we have been at this since my arrival. My sister knows I am home now, a visit is in the cards. We pulled into the hospital, a shift change was coming, and a new round of guards will take over watching Burrie.

I hated the hospital the way it smells, clean and death. Burrie was still sleeping as was Blaire who looked pretty bad. I could feel Burrie, her energy was good and strong. I just hoped this worked taking the red plug pulling it from the socket, hearing the blaring beeping pulse around the room waking Blaire, who rushed to her daughter not understanding what was happening.

Her face was crumpled but then like a light switch it was like the sun shone bright across her face, Burrie was awake her eyes trying to focus as confusion took over. "My baby." Blaire was sobbing as doctors rushed in, nurse's filled the room.

Burrie's hazel eyes met mine, poor thing was groggy and confused as I give her a sly wink. "The boy is taken care of, you just get better now. I will be around." I smiled walking from the room knowing soon they would find the machine unplugged and all eyes would be on me. Birdie was heading home to her man after making sure a new set of men stood and protected the young Burrie. I drove as twilight hit, my car heading to my sisters. I could see the kitchen light on and her ginger hair moving as she cooked, she never took notice of my car pulling in behind her husbands.

I see guards. "Don't try it, I will kill you, this is my sisters place." I dare them to try and stop me.

Some knew me as they just let me pass into the warm house. "Honey, I'm home." I called out as a small shriek was heard and the pounding of footfalls.

Her ginger hair flew around her face as she tackled me in a hug, her skinny arms wrapped tight around me. "I AM SO GLAD YOU'RE HOME!" her voice booming with giddiness in my ear.

"Yeah bet you are, where is my nephew?" now him I was happy to see, it had been a few months and all I had seen of him were in pictures, he sure grew. Angelo, walked into the room with their son, his hair dark but he really didn't look that much like Will, it was just a good mix of both his parents.

I just held the ball of energy, it radiated off him as he moved and played with my hair. "He is so much bigger, but it is probably normal."

I stayed for dinner and just played with the baby as they talked to me, trying to find out if I was staying. "I am, have a job and everything." both looked surprised now.

Layla questioned me. "Where?" her tone worried it was at some strip club.

"Even though I have been M.I.A, well I got my teaching license. I start Skyhigh on Monday. Going to warp young minds." she was super excited, he looked worried until it finally hit him, I was not evil.

"Stop worrying Angelo, you should know me by now. Just going to teach them while I get my own shit together. But I need to go, doubt I have any alcohol in the house." Layla just looked sad and ready to cry. "Oh, Layla, chill. I will buy food too." but it was my drinking that hurt her, but this was not her life, I was trying and that was all I could ask for, all anyone could ask for.

"You keep an eye on your dad, he paws at your mommy too much."

Angelo burst out laughing. "Because she is sexy, I love it when she is pregnant." my body jerked to a stop with their son in my arms, it was like in a movie the way my body turned in slow motion, my eyes wide seeing Layla looking panicked.

My tone harsh, "You don't plan on staying barefoot and pregnant, do you?" Deakin was just months old, now she'll have two in diapers and her husband gone at work. I knew she was nearly done with her own schooling but still she could have waited to have another.

She was emotional, again. "No, I have just a few months left until I have my Doctorate. It was not on purpose, I was on the pill." Angelo gave me a look.

I snapped. "Angelo, you ain't scary knock the look off. I will beat the hell out of you, Layla get some damn rest you're going to be at the prison during the day, at least until I can find the master, I have five days to do just that." I just leave them hearing the door slam behind me my mind racing she was just too much, but I loved her she was my own personal pain in the ass.

A small persistent tug on my hair brought me back to reality, Deakin was smiling and babbling in my arms. "Oh, right. You're not mine, you want to come home with me?" he just drooled, yeah I still got it.

Feeling stupid I walked back in, they both stood smiling until I snagged his car seat and diaper bag, it was packed for the prison tomorrow. Now they just looked at me flabbergasted as I took everything and Deakin heading back to my car, with him planted on the floor of my car with my superior knowledge I was able to get his seat buckled in before he was in too. His small body covered in his blanket, his bag in the passenger seat as I pulled out seeing his parents watching, I should have asked if he could come stay with Auntie, but isn't this how Aunties act? First stop was the store, I drove well knowing I had him, he just babbled to the jams playing. At five months the boy should be talking, it wasn't packed as we got out his little chubby body wrapped in the blanket, his Nike's kicking though.

He could sit on his own, so in the child cart he went, just laying in the now sanitized reclined seat. "We need food, I will get the booze tomorrow when I give you back to your mother. I can cook too." muttering while I pushed the cart adding in some pop, juice, veggies, fruit. "Cooking for one can be lonely, guess you'll be my date for the next couple years, aye." Deakin smiled, spit just spilling as I wiped it up with the rag that I tossed back over my shoulder.

I could hear laughing, then a very female voice. "Waverley, you seem to be doing well with Deakin." it was Warren's mother, she was beaming maybe thinking I would have a child with her assholes son one fine day.

"My new man."

"At least he is cute." she offered as we both continue our shopping, I think I am done, cart was half filled, and Deakin was yawning up a storm, a bath and bed for him. I did have a bed for him, I left without a bed. I hurried to the baby section, seeing a play pen thing, it was fancy, it looked like his crib in certain terms. It said a on the go style crib on the damn label, I was sold.

After driving, unloading, and me on my knees while Deakin just enjoyed the bath, bubbles popped near his face as he clapped and giggled. I could clean the mess after he was a sleep since I also needed a damn shower. He was dressed in black and blue jammies with a fresh diaper on when we stood getting him a nice warm bottle of this breast milk, I put the three others in the fridge, so I could use as needed. But for now, he is content to drink the milk while I watched him falling a sleep as the bottled was drained.

He was out for the count as I placed him in the bed, covering him before I was heading to clean the bathroom, after I just started pulling white sheets off of everything, this only took minutes, after things settled I could get a maid in here for a deep clean because I have no time for such shit, I can clean but no time for the deep clean. So, around one in the morning I finally lay down, sleep was easy tonight but around five a small whimper was heard, for a second I had forgotten Deakin was here. On bare feet I ran like a gold medalist into my large kitchen, heating up the cold tit milk.

He was full blown wailing when I went sailing into the room, my foot catching on the edge of the crib thing my body flinging on the bed before bouncing off and nailing the wall. "Oh god." I moaned getting my nephew from his tiny prison, he took the bottle with little greedy hands, he drank as I changed his very foul-smelling diaper, this was the bad part, diapers with poop.

But like that he was content again, fed and clean, by five-thirty he was passed back out as I crawled into bed again.

By eight thirty, I was up and so was he, I held a very tiny spoon covered in whatever is in this glass jar, Gerber, he was not digging it at all. "This is not good is it?" I nearly barfed tasting it, what was my dumb ass sister thinking making this child eat this shit?

I grabbed some fruit putting it into the blender and hit puree, it looked the same as baby food, but with a taste it was good not like sour ass, not that I really knew what sour ass tasted like. Before I could sit and feed him by doorbell was ringing, "Who the fuck?" I take Deakin into my arms heading towards the door, but when I opened the door it was Juno and

Xavier both looking jet lagged.

"Finally, I killed the guy already. You can stay in the spare room, I am hunting the master today." my voice like a whip as they groan taking their bags into the spare room before joining us in the kitchen.

"A baby?" Juno cooed as I fed Deakin the better and healthier food.

I answered. "My nephew, Deakin." they both just loved kids, but it was time to go after he was cleaned, dressed, I was done putting his Nike's on, with his bag in hand I turn back. "Get some sleep, I will message you in a little where to meet me."

"You still need to dress right?"

"I have not had a smoke since yesterday, I will kill you."

Both looked shocked, no alcohol, no smokes; this was new.

I was dressed fine, ripped jeans, a white Army tee and high tops, my hair was a mess but hey, I really didn't care. I just drove off with Deakin singing in his baby words to my music, I was heading to the prison to drop him off. The drive was about twenty minutes, but it was nice, as it lulled him back to sleep I just drove into the underground lot, with the magic key card I swiped from my brother- in-law.

I could see his truck, I grabbed the car seat, bag, and portable crib and dragged it into the elevator as Deakin woke up with a loud fart, "Dear god, you're lucky we are at your dad's work. He can deal with that one, it was wet." the doors slid open to his warm office, my sister was sitting in a chair helping him with paperwork when I walked in she was up heading towards us.

"Think he shit himself, the fart in the elevator was wet. Stop feeding him this Gerber shit, gross. I made some homemade shit and he ate it, I jarred the rest it's enough for today." she blushed, controls nature and feeds her boy this shit.

"Was he any trouble, what's this?" she asked her eyes on the crib.

"I bought it, a portable crib, I had no bed for him. He was great, we stayed up till one, passed out after his bath, he woke at five for more milk and a diaper change, then we had food at eight-thirty." she smiled changing his poop filled diaper.

"I have things to do, see you lot later."

I called as the doors shut behind me.