"What has gotten into you?"

D.J. had been defiant about giving Daisy some of his coins so she could play some arcade games as he felt that he didn't have to give them all to her. Renee had developed a headache that had begun to agitate her as her son wasn't making it any better in general either as he was throwing a temper tantrum over being asked to share his coins. He became even more agitated when Renee had asked him again to give Daisy some coins and decided to throw his coin cup on the ground and that in itself had been the last straw for him as Dean had also saw the commotion going on from where he was sitting.

"I'll be right back," he said quietly to Greg.

"Okay. I'll be here all alone eating my pizza and thinking about my woman," Greg muttered to himself as he watched Dean walk over to where Renee had been standing. He saw D.J. pouting while Renee had been scolding him and automatically knew why Dean had gotten up. "Oh, shit…D.J. is going to get in so much trouble…"

"What seems to be the problem?" Dean asked Renee.

"Please, get your son. I can't take this anymore, he's not listening to me, he won't share his coins with his little sister, I don't know why!"

Daisy had been holding onto Renee's hand the entire time but didn't say anything as she watched all of the action unfold in front of her eyes. Despite being almost three years old, she thrived from seeing someone else, and not her, get into trouble.

"D.J., I saw what you did all the way from where I was sitting. Why are you acting up?"

"I d-don't want t-to share my c-coins!"

"Pick them up."

"No."

"Dean David Ambrose, Junior, I said pick. Them. Up. Now!" Dean pointed to the floor where the coins all laid scattered about.

"NO!"

In a blink of an eye, D.J. was taken out of the arcade and now found himself sitting in the backseat of the van as his father continued to get on him for his behavior.

"You better straighten up your attitude…unfold your arms!"

D.J. did as he was told as his father's deep bellowing voice was now making him scared and his mind began to think about the consequences of his actions so he braced himself for what was going to happen to him next.

"I'm sorry!"

"Why are you so mean sometimes? Why are you so mean to your mother and your little sister?"

"I…I j-just…I g-guess sometimes I d-don't like to l-listen and share."

"Well, D.J., you can't be mean when you don't want to listen to someone and when you don't want to share. Come on, little man, this isn't like you! You're a very sweet kid! I don't want you being mean to your mother, your sisters, me, your friends, your teachers, or anyone else. Unless they bother you of course!" Dean hugged D.J. who had wrapped his arms his neck. "This isn't like you and I know you're a good person because you're beautiful inside and out. Papa loves it when you're being nice, smiling, laughing, pretending to shave with me, getting your hair cut with me, all that fun stuff. I don't like yelling at you or your siblings…well, if Daisy is being good that is. You think you can apologize to Mama and Daisy?"

"Yes."

"And do you want pizza and wings?"

"YES!"

"Okay! Let's go back in!"

"Papa?"

"Yes?"

"You t-think y-you can help m-me s-stop stuttering?"

Dean had always been prepared himself with an answer for D.J. regarding his speech impairment and it was important that he continued to support his son twenty four seven.

"I'll call someone and see if they can help you with that. Does that sound like a good idea?"

"Yes! T-thank you!"

"Anything for you, little man."

Greg and Dean had spent some time outside on the porch alone to catch up with each other for a bit as Dean was being a bit nosy about his brother-in-law's new woman, but Greg didn't mind talking about the sweet lovely lady that he had now been seeing as of late. He was surprised that she found him attractive but they had a lot in common and hit it off quite quickly.

"Who is the woman, you ask?" Greg said as he took a swig of his beer and laid back in the swing on the porch. "Who is she?"

"Yes, you damn hoot owl, who is she? I was going to ask you about her but D.J. caught me off guard today and I totally forgot about it when I spent the rest of the afternoon with him."

"Okay, okay, she's a barista at Starbucks and no she doesn't offer me free coffee. Okay, she did today but that's it. I swear!" Greg laid back in the swing that him and Dean were sitting on. "We met a few months ago and I guess you can say we're getting a little serious."

"What's her name?"

"Her name is Rochelle. She likes to hike, travel, cook, skate…simple things."

"That's pretty damn good and I'm happy you found someone that makes you happy. I always told Renee, if I could hop in a time machine and go back in time to relive the very day that we met for the very first time, I would."

"How did you guys meet again? And how were you two when you began dating? I'm sure Renee was shy, huh?"

"Actually, we both were but I was more shy, hehe. We both met each other at a bowling alley. One of my former friends and Pam, who were together for a while, hooked us up together and things took off from there."

"Oh, I see. I hope me and Rochelle can remain friends and maybe become boyfriend and girlfriend if she wants to take it further."

"Time will tell."

"Yes, yes it will. When you met Renee, I'm sure you said "That woman is the one", huh?"

"Pretty much. We got married within a year and had Destinee. At first, I thought maybe we rushed into everything too fast but after a while I knew that we were going to make our relationship work."

"I'm still sorry about my dad being an asshole towards you simply because you wanted to be with Renee. I'm glad you stood your ground against him. I know he's my dad and all but he's had the tendency to be a control freak sometimes in the past and it was very annoying but I'm glad he's calmed down over the years."

"When I…when I was in the hospital, I had overheard him talking to Renee about me. Just talking trash about me and there I was in the damn hospital bed just lying there! He thought I was asleep, that's why. But I had woken up to Renee and your dad talking with each other and when he said something I did not like whatsoever I told him how I felt even though I barely had any energy. I told Renee once we became official: I'm not going to force you to stay with me, but if you choose to, your father is going to have to accept the fact that we're in love with each other. When Renee became pregnant with Destinee, your dad didn't want to talk to her much but after a while he finally came around. Many nights Renee would cry because he didn't want to talk to her but he realized the error of his ways. Sorry, I didn't mean to rant."

"No, it's fine. See, I know how my dad can be and I talked to him today to tell him that me and Renee are grown adults with our own lives and we have to live our lives the way we choose to. I think ever since he had that heart attack, he's been a lot calmer."

"Yes, I've noticed that. Your mom warmed up to me after she got to know me better and now she treats me as if I'm her biological son."

"Well, you are a Paquette, my dude."

"Yup. Sorry to rant and take the spotlight from you."

"No, it's fine. I haven't told my parents about my new beau yet."

"Good luck with that one! Let's go inside and get another beer."

Dean had walked in front of Greg and was about to open the screen door when it flung open and hit him directly in his forehead which made him yell out.

"SHIT! FUCK!" he yelped.

"Daddy, spi. Spi!" Daisy said.

"Huh!?" Dean said. He held open the door so that he wouldn't slam against his face again. "A spy?"

"Spi! Spi!"

"Spider?" Greg asked.

Daisy nodded her head viciously, grabbed ahold of Dean's hand, and used all of her strength to drag her papa into the house so he could kill the small spider in Daisy's room but she insisted on sleeping with her parents. She was convinced that the spider would eat her once she fell asleep so she thought that sleeping right between her parents was the best solution for the night. Renee snapped a photo of Daisy cuddled up next to Dean in the bed and fell fast asleep after he gave her a goodnight kiss on her forehead.

"She's smooth," Renee said.

"Too damn smooth like peanut butter," Dean said.

"Time for us to get some sleep, too. Goodnight." Renee leaned over towards Dean to give him a kiss goodnight on his lips then gave Daisy a kiss on her forehead.

"Night," Dean said as he turned off his light.

He was about to tell Renee something that had been on his mind all day but he thought it was best to tell her in the morning.