*Thank-you to everyone that reviewed the story I really appreciated your reviews. And yes Alex did give Bella what she deserved even though she deserved more Alex could only do so much because she's pregnant.

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A couple days later Alex's alarm went off at 7:00 so she could wake up and get Chelsea ready for school. The night before she wasn't feeling too well. She had a headache when she went to bed. She ignored her alarm as it kept going off. She had no desire to get out of bed. She felt horrible. Dave shook her a little bit and said, "Alex, it's time to get up."

"I can't," she said.

"Why?"

"I feel horrible. My throat is throbbing and my head feels like it's going to explode. I don't want to get up."

"You do sound pretty bad. Let me feel your head to see if you have a fever." He took his hand and felt her head. "You are really warm."

"Ugh," she groaned. "I feel like I want to die."

"You're not going to die. You probably just have a bad cold."

"Great. I have to take Chelsea to school, go grocery shopping, cook dinner and take Chelsea to dance class today."

"You're not doing anything today. You're going to stay in bed and get some rest. You're pregnant and you're sick. You're staying in bed today. I'll handle everything."

"Are you sure? Chelsea can be a handful."

"I know but you can't run around doing errands and taking care of her while you're sick. I can handle her."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Alex. She's my daughter too. I can handle her."

"Okay. Have a fun day," she said as she pulled the covers over her head and went back to sleep.

Dave got out of bed and put on a shirt and went to Chelsea's room to wake her up. He didn't want to admit but after the whole doll incident Chelsea kind of crept him out. If she could do that kind of thing to her doll what else would she be capable of. He hated the feeling of being scared of his own daughter but she didn't really leave him with a choice she did some crazy and scary things. "Chelsea, it's time to wake up and get ready for school," he said.

"I don't want to get up."

"Come on. Let's go. I have your clothes laying out on your dresser. I'm going to go downstairs to start making breakfast. I want you dressed by the time I'm done," he said.

"Okay, Daddy," she said as she rolled out of bed. She walked over to the dresser and started putting her clothes on.

Dave saw her do this so he walked down the hall to make sure Athena was awake and that she went to school. She was acting out a lot lately. He looked in her room and she was still in bed sleeping. She was supposed to be at school by 7:30. "Athena, it's time to get up. You have to be at school in 20 minutes," he said.

"I don't want to go to school today."

"You're going. Get up and get ready."

"Ugh, Dad. You're ruining my life."

"Not going to school will ruin your life. I know all about that and I've been down that road don't follow in my footsteps."

"Please not the whole I didn't go to school lecture."

"Then get up and get dressed or you're going to hear it again."

"Fine. I'm up."

"Athena, lose the attitude."

"Whatever, Dad. Can you leave so I can get dressed?"

"Okay." Dave walked out of Athena's room and walked down to the kitchen to make breakfast. The women in the house were so testy even little Chelsea was testy. Dave was glad that the baby was a boy because there was no way he could handle another female in the house. He walked over to the refrigerator to get out the eggs. He decided he was going to make scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast. As he got into the fridge he saw Alex's to do list for the day. It looked like a lot of things. He groaned and said to himself "It's going to be a long day." He got out the stuff he needed for breakfast and began cooking.

Chelsea came downstairs with her clothes on and her shoes on. She walked into the kitchen and sat at the island. "Good morning, Daddy."

"Good morning, Princess."

"Where's Mama?"

"Mama is sick today so I'm in charge."

"Mama is sick?"

"Yep so we're going to do our best not to disturb her today okay?"

"All right, Daddy."

Dave had finished cooking and he was giving Chelsea her breakfast when Athena finally decided to grace everyone with her presence. She walked into the kitchen with a low cut top and a short mini skirt. "Hey, Dad," she said.

"Hey.." he began to say. "Athena what are you wearing?"

"Clothes."

"Are you going to school as a stripper?"

"No, Dad. This is what everyone is wearing."

"Athena, you are not wearing that to school."

"Dad, it's not hurting anyone."

"Go change into something more appropriate. You're not leaving the house like that."

"Mom would let me wear this."

"This isn't your mom's house. This is my house and I think that outfit is inappropriate and you're going to go change right now."

"Fine," she said as she went upstairs to change.

Dave turned to Chelsea and said, "Am I doing something wrong with her?"

"No Daddy but that's what you call a bar tramp."

"Chelsea!"

"What?" "Your mouth is getting like your sister's."

"No I learned that from Grandma Brooks. Athena doesn't say bar tramp."

"Don't let your mama hear you talking like that. She'll have a fit."

"So if I said asshole I would get in trouble?"

"Where did you learn that word?"

"Athena. She said you were an asshole because you grounded her."

"Yeah, Chelsea don't use that word."

"Okay, Daddy."

"And if you know anymore words don't use them in front of your mama. I don't think she'll be very happy with you saying bad words."

"It would make her mad?"

"Yes, so don't do it."

"Okay, Daddy." Chelsea responded as she smiled. She had just learned something else that would push her mom's buttons.

Athena came back downstairs in jeans and a polo. "Is this better?"

"Yes, and for future reference if you're going to call me an asshole don't call me one in front of Chelsea. In fact don't cuss in front of her at all. She repeats everything and the last thing we need is for her to say something inappropriate in front of Alex."

"Okay, Dad. And where is Alex anyway?"

"She's sick so she's resting today."

"And you're in charge?"

"Yes."

"Sweet."

"The same rules still apply. You come straight home from school and you don't do anything until your homework is done. In fact you're not going anywhere tonight. You can come with me to take Chelsea to dance class."

"Dad! Why do you torture me like this?"

"It's not torture. Now go to school and have a good day," he said.

"I'm already late."

"So it's better to be late than not show up at all."

"Okay whatever. Bye," she said as she grabbed her school stuff and left the house.

"Chelsea, are you going to be a drama queen too?"

"No, Daddy."

"Good because I can't handle another drama queen."

When Chelsea finished her breakfast she put her plate in the sink and went upstairs to get her hair stuff for her dad to do her hair. She came back down and Dave brushed through her hair and put it up in a ponytail. When he was finished he laid the stuff down on the island and took her to pre-school. When he came home he got started on Alex's to do list. He washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. When he was finished with the kitchen he ran the vacuum in the living room and did some dusting. He thought Alex was doing a lot of work to be 7 months pregnant. When he was finished with the living room he went upstairs to check on Alex. When he walked into the bedroom he saw her watching TV. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I'm going to die." She responded in a raspy voice.

"Do you need anything?"

"Can you bring me some tea? And some Tylenol?"

"Are you allowed to take Tylenol?"

"Yeah that's the only thing I can take while being pregnant."

"Okay. I'll be right back." He ran down stairs and made her some tea and got her some Tylenol. He took it back upstairs to the bedroom. "Here you go. Do you want anything to eat?"

"Oddly enough I'm not hungry for once."

"You're not hungry?"

"Not at all. So how did the morning go?"

"It was all right. Athena is getting out of control. She is a drama queen. Now I see why she always fought with her mom. It's because she can't follow rules for shit."

"Tell me about it. All I know is I'm not getting fined because she doesn't go to school."

"I know. She was late for school today if she even went. She thought she was going to wear some low cut top and a mini skirt to school today. I told her to change and all I got was attitude."

"It's February. It's in the low 60's. It's not even warm enough for a mini skirt."

"I know. I just want to know what she's up to when she's not home."

"Who knows."

"I made her even angrier when I told her she had to come with me to take Chelsea to dance class tonight."

"She's going to love that," said Alex.

"Tell me about it."

"So did Chelsea give you any problem this morning?"

"No not at all. Alex, do you think it's wrong of me to be scared of her?"

"Um, Dave. NO I'm scared of her too. I don't know what she's capable of doing."

"I know that doll thing just threw me through a loop."

"That was pretty scary and it was even scarier when she blamed it on her imaginary friend Lucy."

"That is creepy. So you really want me to go grocery shopping today? Are you sure you don't want to do that when you're feeling better?"

"If you want to eat you should go today."

"I hate going grocery shopping."

"Take Chelsea with you. She loves going grocery shopping. She'll help you out. She knows what to get and she knows how I like my groceries bagged."

"There's a certain way you bag groceries?"

"Yes, Dave. You don't put meat in with anything. You keep cleaning stuff together. You keep bread and chips together so they don't get smashed or broken. You put cans together and keep the cold things together."

"It sounds so complicated."

"It isn't really. Like I said Chelsea will help you."

"Okay do you have a grocery list?"

"Yeah, it's right here," said Alex as she handed him the list.

He looked it over and said, "Tampons? I really have to buy tampons?"

"Athena asked for them so yeah."

"I hate buying that stuff."

"Why are you such a guy?"

"It's weird. Can't I just give her the money and she go get them herself?"

"If you want. It's up to you but when you're at the store can you pick up some Tylenol Cold for kids? My throat is killing me."

"Are you allowed to take that?"

"Yeah. I already talked to the doctor. She said that would be fine. She also said I can have cough drops but take them sporadically."

"Okay. I'm going to go get Chelsea from school, give her lunch and then go to the grocery store. I think you should lay down and get some more rest you still sound horrible."

"Okay," said Alex.

"I love you," he said as he went to kiss Alex.

Alex wouldn't let him kiss her. "Do you want to get sick too?"

"No," he said.

"Okay. I love you too," she said. Dave walked out of the room and went to the school to get Chelsea. When he got home he gave her chicken noodle soup for lunch and he also made some for Alex. He took the soup up to her before he left for the store. "Here, Alex. I made you some soup," said Dave as he gave her the soup.

"Thank-you," she said.

"Anything else you need from the store?"

"No."

"Okay. Chelsea and me are going to the store and we'll be back later."

"Okay, I'll see you when you get home. Love you."

"Love you too," he said before he left the room. Chelsea and Dave headed to the grocery store. Alex was right. Chelsea was a big help. She knew where things were and what aisle they were in. She knew the exact brand that Alex wanted and she knew how Alex put everything in the cart. "Chels, you're doing so good," said Dave as they walked down the frozen food aisle.

"Thanks, Daddy. Mama taught me how to grocery shop. I like it."

"I'm glad you like it because I don't like it," he said.

"It's so fun!"

They finished up their shopping and they got everything they needed. They walked up to the check out line and Chelsea helped put the groceries on the belt. She did pretty good and didn't need any help from Dave at all. Dave got out Alex's coupons and handed them to the cashier. After Chelsea put the groceries up she grabbed a tabloid and started looking through it while the cashier rang their groceries through. The cashier recognized Dave and said, "You're Dave Batista."

"Yes I am," said Dave.

"I am a really big fan of yours. Your acting is amazing. And I love you as a wrestler," she said.

"Thank-you," he said.

"Are you ever coming back to the ring or getting back into movies?"

"I won't wrestle again but I don't know I might do another movie again but I'm not sure."

"That would be really cool if you did. So is it true that Bella's baby is yours?"

"I have no idea."

"Really?"

"Really."

"And your wife are you two getting divorced?"

"No we're not getting divorced. We're actually pretty happy together despite everything going on."

"Where is she if you don't mind me asking?"

"She's at home. She's sick today so I'm doing the grocery shopping for her." Dave responded the girl was asking a lot of questions and he just wanted her to stop.

"And is that your daughter?" asked the cashier as she looked at Chelsea.

"Yes that's Chelsea."

"She's so cute!"

"Daddy, look at this picture of me," said Chelsea as she showed him the tabloid.

"I see but can you put that trash down and stop looking at it?"

"I'm just looking at the pictures of me," she said.

"Hello, Chelsea," said the cashier.

Chelsea looked at her and said, "Hi."

"How old are you?"

"I'm four but I'll be 5 soon."

"Are you having fun with your dad today?"

Chelsea looked at her but didn't respond.

"Chelsea, be polite."

"Daddy, she's a stranger. I don't know her. Mama told me not to talk to strangers and I don't like her asking me questions," she said.

"I'm sorry about that," he said.

"It's okay," said the cashier. "So how old are you?"

"I'm 46."

"You don't look like you're 46. You look too good to be 46."

"Thanks." He suddenly had the feeling the cashier was going to start hitting on him.

"And your eyes are gorgeous," she said.

"Thank-you."

"You know if you ever want to go out sometime I'm available," she said.

"Thanks but I'm married."

"I know but I'm just saying. You cheated on her before."

"I'm not cheating on my wife again," he said getting upset.

She finished ringing his groceries through and scanned his coupons. She told him the total and he was going to write a check but he didn't want her to get his address. She seemed a little stalkerish so he used his credit card. She put his bags in the cart and then as he was leaving she gave him a piece of paper with her name and phone number on it. He made up his mind that he was never going grocery shopping for Alex again. He took the paper she gave him and threw it in the trashcan on their way to the car. Chelsea helped him load the groceries into the car and then they took the cart to the cart return. He put Chelsea in the booster seat and then got into the driver's seat. He backed out of the parking space and headed home. "Daddy?"

"Yes, Chelsea."

"Why was that girl trying to go out with you?"

"I don't know."

"Was she a bar tramp?"

"Chelsea, please stop using that language."

"Okay, Daddy."

Dave wanted to kill Sylvia for teaching Chelsea that word. It sounded so wrong coming from the mouth of a 4 year old. When she first started using it he thought she'd forget about it but almost 3 months later she was still using the word. And he didn't even want to know all the words she learned from Athena. Alex was going to have a fit if she ever heard Chelsea use such foul language. When they got home Dave carried the groceries into the house and put them away. Chelsea went to her room to play until it was time to eat dinner. When Dave put all the groceries away he took the cough drops and the Cold medicine up to Alex. She was sitting in bed reading a book about newborns. She knew about newborns but she just wanted to brush up on her knowledge. "Hey, we're home," he said as he walked into the room.

"How was the store?"

"It was interesting. I'm never going grocery shopping for you again."

"Why? Did Chelsea give you a hard time?"

"No. The cashier asked me out."

"The cashier what?"

"Asked me out."

"That's too funny. I can't say that I blame her though," said Alex with a laugh.

"I didn't think it was very funny."

"Dave, you're a good looking guy who everyone thinks is going through a divorce because of the tabloids so you're going to get hit on and get asked out. If I wasn't married to you I would take the risk to ask you out."

"Well, if it was you asking me out then maybe it would be a different story."

"So are you excited about taking Chels to dance class tonight?"

"Do I have to?"

"Yes because she'll get upset if she doesn't go. She loves dance class."

"Do I have to stay with her?"

"No. You can just drop her off and make sure she gets into the studio and then go pick her up in an hour. She has class from 6:30-7:30. It's very simple."

"Okay. Do I have to put her dance shoes on her?"

"Yes, she does tap first and give her the dance bag before she goes in the studio so she can change into her ballet shoes. Oh and you need to write a check for lessons," she said.

"All right. That doesn't sound so bad."

"It's not you can handle it."

"Oh. Here is your medicine," he said handing it to her.

"Thank-you," she said. She took some hoping it would make her feel better.

"And you're sure that's safe for you to take it's not going to drug up the baby is it?"

"No. The baby is going to be fine. I don't have any other choice but to take it. I feel horrible and it's not even just this cold that has me feeling horrible."

"Oh. What's wrong?"

"My back hurts and I think he's laying on my diaphragm because it hurts when I breathe."

"Do you want me to rub your back for you?" He asked.

"Please," she said.

He began to rub her back. It was actually helping. "I bet you can't wait to have the baby can you?"

"I will be so happy when I finally have him. Then I won't have to worry about getting a foot in the ribs or getting kicked in the ribs. And my back pain will go away. Pregnancy has its pros and its cons. I am just tired of being pregnant."

"I know. You have a couple months hang in there."

"I'm getting scared for labor and delivery though. What if I get there and it's too late for me to get an epidural? And I have to do this with out any pain medicine?"

"I'm just hoping I make it through the delivery."

"I can't stand pain. I'm going to cry like a baby. You're going to pass out and then I don't know what's going to happen with the baby. At least when I had the C-Section I was numbed from the waist down so I didn't really feel anything until afterward. That sucked."

"You can't stand pain? I can't stand blood and all that doctor stuff. I don't know if I'm going to make it through."

"Dave, you'll be fine."

"I hope so," he said. He continued rubbing her back until Athena came into the room.

"Dad. I went to school today," she said.

"I'm proud of you."

"Can I go to Taylor's house for a little bit?"

"No because I'm getting ready to make dinner and then you're going with me to take Chelsea to dance class," he said.

"Dad, I don't want to go to dance class with you."

"Well, you're going that way I know you're not running off to do God knows what with God knows who."

"Dad why don't you trust me?"

"You haven't given me a reason to trust you. You don't go to school, you stay out till 1:30 in the morning. Trust is earned and you haven't earned it. You're going with me to take Chelsea to dance class end of story."

"Fine," she said as she stomped to her room and slammed the door shut.

"Well, it's good to see we have a teenager in the house. Why is she so emotional?" asked Alex.

"I don't know. She likes to make a bigger deal out of things than what needs to be," he said.

"I hope Chelsea isn't like that when she's a teenager," she said.

"Chelsea will be worse. You'll have grey hair before you're 40 with her, Alex."

"If I have hair."

"You'll have hair. I guess I should go make dinner and then take her to dance class. Do you want anything before I start dinner?"

"Actually, I think I'm going to go take a hot bath to help with my back pain and then go to sleep for a little bit. I want to try to sleep this off."

"Okay," he said as he got up off the bed. Alex was trying to get up off the bed but she was getting big enough now she was having trouble so Dave helped her up.

"Thanks," she said. As she walked into the bathroom to start the bath water. She got into the tub and laid back to relax once the water filled the tub. Dave went downstairs to start making dinner. He made spaghetti. It wasn't as good as Alex's according to Chelsea but at least he tried. After dinner he went upstairs to check on Alex but she was sound asleep in their bed. He helped Chelsea get her dance suit on and then they spent 20 minutes in her messy bedroom looking for her dance bag.

"Chelsea, where did you have it last?"

"I don't know, Daddy. It was in my closet."

He walked over to the closet and it was a mess. He dug through Barbie doll accessories and games but he didn't find anything. "Chelsea, your room needs cleaned."

"I like it like this, Daddy."

"You can't find anything. And your dance bag isn't in your closet so where else could it be."

"I don't know let me think," she said. She stood there for a minute and said, "I know it's under my bed."

"Okay," said Dave as he walked over to her bed and got down on the floor and looked under her bed. He was pulling out shoes and toys but no dance bag. "It's not under your bed either Chelsea." He said getting up off the floor.

"It's in the closet downstairs that's where it is," she said.

"Okay," he said as they walked down stairs to the living room closet. He looked in there and still no dance bag. "Chelsea, are you sure it's in the closet?"

"No, Daddy. I know where it is," she said.

"Where?"

"In mama's car. I never brought it back in."

"We just spent 20 minutes looking for a dance bag that was in the car the whole time?" asked Dave.

"I'm sorry, Daddy."

"It's okay. Let's get Athena and take you to dance class," he said.

Athena reluctantly came downstairs and left with them to go to dance class. When they got to the studio Dave carried Chelsea in and put on her tap shoes. He waited with her until it was time for her class to go in. The studio door opened and her teacher came out and said, "Girls for the next class can come in but bring your mommies or Daddies with you because your costume came."

Chelsea said, "Come on, Daddy."

"Do I have to go in?" He asked the teacher.

"Yeah. We're trying on dance costumes and I'm guessing you're Chelsea's dad?"

"Yes. My name is Dave."

"Well, Dave, my name is Heather it's nice to meet you and I promise you it's not that bad."

"Okay," he said as him and Chelsea walked into the room. He took a seat on the floor. The mothers of the other children were looking at him. He felt so out of place. The dance teacher handed out their dance costumes. Dave was so confused. He was given bunny ears and poodle ears, a tutu and a dance costume and tights. He took the dance costume out of the bag. It was white, silver and pink. It had long sleeves and pink feathers. There was an attached skirt. He looked at it and wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. The dance teacher told them to put the costume on them. Dave put the costume on Chelsea and the straps needed to be adjusted. The dance teacher told him it was just like bra straps. He said to Athena "I don't know how to adjust bra straps. I know how to take a bra off but I don't' know how to adjust the straps. Help me."

"Dad, you're disgusting. Chelsea come here let me fix the straps." Athena adjusted the straps in no time. The dance teacher then told them to put on the bunny ears.

"Now that I can handle," said Dave. He put the ears on Chelsea and then looked at her. "You look so cute. Your mama is going to be so upset she missed this. Let me take a picture," he said as he pulled out his camera phone. He took a picture of her and sent it to Alex's phone. After all the girls were dressed they did their tap dance for their parents to see. Dave was so proud of Chelsea. She was out in front because she was a leader because she knew the dance the best. After the tap dance they were told to change into their ballet shoes and get their tutu on and all their poodle stuff on. Dave got the tutu on Chelsea but the rest was all a blur to him. There were so many accessories. She had bracelets to put on, poodle ears, shoe clips, a dog collar to put on and a tail. He didn't know where he was supposed to pin anything. He tried pinning the tail to the skirt and the tutu but his fingers were too big. "I can't do this," he said.

"Dad, I'll do it," said Athena as she pinned the tail to the skirt and tutu.

"Thank-you."

"No problem," she said.

Chelsea and her class went to do their ballet dance. Chelsea loved her ballet dance. She sang to the song and was the loudest one. She was in front for that dance too because she knew it so well. Dave couldn't deny that she was the best dancer in her class. He never saw her dance before and he was so proud of her. He felt bad that Alex was missing all this though because she was sick. He was upset at first that he had to stay and do all the costume work with Chelsea but it was worth it when Chelsea was done with her dance and she came over and said, "Did you see me daddy?"

"Yes, princess. I saw you. You did very good."

"Thank-you, Daddy. I'm so glad you came. You got to see my dances before Mama," she said as she hugged her dad.

"I am so proud of you, Chelsea. You should teach me that poodle dance. It was so cute," said Dave.

"Okay, Daddy," she said with a laugh.

The dance teacher told them they could take the accessories off and the costume off. She was looking for volunteers to help with dances backstage and to sit with the class until that particular dance. "Daddy, can you help?"

"I don't know, Chelsea."

"Please!"

"Okay," Dave volunteered to work with the ballet dance. He wasn't sure what he was getting himself into but Chelsea really wanted him to help so he was going to be a class dad. He was probably going to be the only class dad. He was going to have to help keep all 16 little girls between the ages of 3 and 4 under control and help them be a good audience. He also had to get them backstage and help get them to where they needed to be to get on stage. And then he was in charge of getting them off of stage after the dance. He really didn't know what he got himself into. After dance class they headed home. When they got home he gave Chelsea a bath and put her to bed. He was so exhausted. He had the longest day of his life. He now knew what all Alex went through and he became more appreciative of the job she had to do on a daily basis. He went into the bedroom to see Alex awake and drinking a cup of tea. "Hey, Baby," he said.

"Hey."

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling much better. My nose is still running and I'm still coughing but my throat is feeling better. How was dance class?"

"She got her dance costume," he said handing it to her.

Alex took it out of the bag and said, "It is so cute."

"It is really cute. Wait until you see her ballet dance. It is the cutest. And good luck with all those accessories. There are so many of them."

"You got to see her dance?"

"Yeah, I had to put the costume on her. It was a lot harder than what I thought. In fact this whole stay at home thing is harder than I thought. You do so much around here. I am exhausted from today. I know I never say Thank-you for everything you do around here but thank-you. I appreciate you a lot more after today. You do this on a daily basis. And I have no idea how you do it," he said.

"Thank-you," she said.

"Oh and our daughter begged me to be a class dad. So I'm helping out with ballet at the dance recital."

"Are you sure you can handle that? That's like 16 3 and 4 year olds."

"I don't know but once Chelsea asked I couldn't say no. You know how she uses that toothless smile to her advantage. You can't say no to it."

"I know," said Alex.

"I think I love you even more after today," he said sitting next to her.

"Was it a bad day?"

"No. It was just exhausting," he said.

"It usually is," she responded.

"I'll be back in commission tomorrow so you won't have to repeat today."

"Okay," he said.

"Thank-you for helping me out though. I got the rest I needed. Thanks," she said.

"No problem."

A couple days later Alex was back to her normal self and her sickness was completely gone. She ended up passing her cold to Dave though so he was in bed resting. She walked to the front door to get the mail. She brought the mail inside and was going through it. "Bill, Bill, Bill, magazine, hmm..what is this?" she said looking at an envelope addressed to Dave. It didn't have a return address on it. She took it up to the bedroom and said, "Dave, this came for you in the mail." She handed the envelope to Dave.

"Thank-you," he said in a raspy voice. "What is it?"

"I don't know," she said.

He looked at the envelope and opened the letter. It was the results from the paternity test. He read over the results "Dave, what is it?"

"The results to the paternity test," he said.

"What does it say?"

*A/N: There you have chapter 28. I felt that Dave needed to be in Alex's shoes for a day so I wanted him to run things to see what all she goes through. And I loved the cashier at the grocery store hitting on him. What did you think of Chapter 28. Please review and let me know. I love your reviews and thank you for taking the time to read the chapter.

*Chapter 29: Is Dave Kaylee's father? We find out in the next chapter.