After all the drama with Hayden, Scott decided to pull Samantha away. She was going to be a little worried about her sister, but if Scott knew anything about Kira and the Seven Sisters, he knew that there was no way Hayden would be hurt.
He grabbed Samantha's arm, gently taking her to the landing, away from the others as they gathered downstairs to form their own plans.
"Hey," he smiled. Samantha looked over at the Garage doors once, before turning back to him with a huge smile. She unclipped Marcus' medal from her shirt and presented it to him.
"I knew you would come back," she said, kissing him quickly. Scott accepted the medal, putting it safely in his pocket as he looked at her.
"I'm glad you did," he chuckled, "because there was a time when I thought I wasn't going to."
"You were down for quite a while," Samantha nodded; remember seeing him lay motionless on the ground for a rather long time, "I have to admit, I was pretty scared."
"I thought you knew I would be okay?" he teased her, poking her sides playfully, keeping a comforting smirk on his face as he did.
"I knew you would come back," Samantha confirmed, "I just didn't know..."
"... In how many pieces?" Scott finished for her. Samantha nodded, but her smile fell. Her eyes averted to the corner of the medical room door, where her cousin was lying as pretty much just a head, a torso and one arm. Scott saw this look and sighed, "I'm sorry... wrong term..."
"It's okay," Samantha smiled, changing her attitude, not wanting Scott to feel guilt over what he said. She knew he didn't mean it, but she was deeply worried about Tenaya, or Dawn, or whatever her name was, and his comment only reminded her of the peril she was in. "Either way, dead or alive, I'll see her. I'm an Angel, remember?"
"I've never forgotten," Scott smirked. He took a deep breath as he held her hand in his, "You know, Sammy, the medal isn't the reason I woke up."
"You had to win," Samantha nodded, "Save the world. I'm sure Marcus understands."
"I'm sure he would too," Scott chuckled, "But... that's not the reason either."
Scott smiled at Samantha, looking into her blue eyes, "Sammy, all I could think about while I was on the ground, was you. And the thought of never seeing you again scared the hell out of me. I kept fighting for that reason. I knew I needed to defeat Venjix so I could come here and be with you, just as we are now."
Samantha grinned happily, wrapping her arms around his neck. He followed, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in.
"You're amazing, you know that?" he said.
"You're the amazing one," she replied, "You defeated Venjix. Name one other person who's..."
"Well, Ziggy was..."
"I mean... not the... shut up," Samantha frowned, pulling away slightly. Scott shook his head, pulling her back in, refusing to let her go.
"I'm sorry," he laughed, "What I meant was, you're the most amazing person I've ever met and ever will meet. I don't think I could ever live without you."
"Are you... Scott you're..." Samantha couldn't voice her thoughts, too caught up in the excitement to think straight.
"Sammy, I don't have a ring yet, but I promise, as soon as I do, and as soon as I get that medal I promised you, you're going to wear them both..." Scott paused, looking down at the Angel in his arms, "Will you?"
Samantha grinned, leaning up and kissing him passionately. As she pulled away, she bit her lower lip, twisting her smile into a playful smirk.
"Maybe," she laughed, "I have to think about it."
Scott chuckled, holding her even closer, "I love you."
"I love you too," Samantha nodded, resting her head on his shoulder. She pulled away suddenly and looked over at him.
"You forgot something," she said.
"I know, getting down on the knee... but I kinda don't wanna let..."
"No... Flynn asked my father before he proposed. It's only right you ask my parent."
"But... um... which are you talking about?" he asked, knowing there could be three answers to this question.
Samantha didn't say anything as she quietly pulled Scott into the nursery. He smiled as he was taken right up to the crib and looked down at baby Engel.
She wasn't as tiny as she was when she was first found in Samantha's arms. She was getting close to the eleventh month, and soon she would become much more of a burden as she took her first few steps.
Samantha leaned over the crib, stroking her daughter's hair as the little girl woke up. Engel smiled at her mother and Scott.
"Hey," Samantha cooed, "Engel, Scott's got a question for you, and I would really like it if you said yes."
"You want me to ask a baby if I can propose to you?" Scott frowned, "I know your family is full of weirdoes... but..."
"She's got my mother's spirit," Samantha said, "I'll never forget that. If Engel can accept you into her life, then I can mine. And not just because she's my mother reborn, but because she's my daughter; she's going to be my responsibility for the rest of my life. I'm not about to commit to anyone, if they can't commit to Engel... and if she doesn't like them."
Scott nodded, understanding Samantha's position completely. He gently grabbed Engel out of her crib, cradling her carefully in his arms.
"This is the weirdest sentence that I will ever have to say, but," he sighed, "Baby Engel is it okay for me to take your mother/daughter's hand in marriage? I love her with all my heart, and I'm ready to give my life to her... and take all her baggage. That includes you and psychotic relatives."
Engel cooed, clapping her hands together before reaching up and grabbing a handful of Scott's cool hair. Samantha laughed, freeing her fiancé from the child's grip. She took Engel from him and smiled.
"I say yes as well," she nodded.
-----RPM-----
Downstairs, on the couches, Dillon and Summer were sitting quietly, pondering the pregnancy scare, but too afraid to really speak up. Summer finally mustered up the courage and turned to the black Ranger.
"What would you have done?" she asked him. He looked over to her, but didn't say a word. She continued, "If I was pregnant, Dillon... what would you have done?"
"To be honest," Dillon sighed, coming over closer to her, "I don't know. I've still barely found myself, and I would have had to deal with a fragile little baby... it's scary."
"So... I guess it all worked out for the best," Summer nodded, "I don't think I would be ready to be a mom... I mean, Sammy's great and all, but she's got a little more motivation for it then I would."
"I... I don't know," Dillon sighed. "I know it would have been scary and confusing and... you know... but... I... I'm kinda... disappointed."
"Dis-disappointed?" Summer croaked, pulling away from Dillon. He sighed, understanding her worries.
"Summer... I know we're not ready and it was going to be hard... but now that I had to imagine myself with a baby... and you... it's stuck."
"Dillon... it's just that... it's a baby... I can't..."
"I'm not asking for one," Dillon chuckled, letting Summer know there was no pressure, "It's just..."
"It's strange, coming from you," Summer said, "You're Dillon... you're brooding... you want a baby?"
"I guess... one day," he shrugged, "I mean, I've never pictured myself as a father. And I'm glad it didn't happen now, but... I can't help but feel disappointed that there was nothing there."
Summer nodded. She could understand his position. After all, it was exciting being a parent. She had been looking forward to it. But when she learned there was no baby, she felt a huge weight lift off from her shoulders and found herself thankful she still had her life to herself.
"Maybe... sometime..." Summer sighed, trying to stay away from awkward, "it'll happen. But for now, let's enjoy simple."
As those words left Summer's mouth, both she and Dillon saw Ziggy and Dr. K, walking out of the garage, awkwardly holding hands. Ziggy was also carrying a camera and an umbrella. Dillon looked at this in total shock and watched as Ziggy tried to move his arm and wrap it around Dr. K's shoulders.
Just as the L-Green Ranger and the doctor left, Hayden walked back into the base. She caught sight of the odd couple and her jaw dropped for a moment. Suddenly, she remembered her anger and her jaw clamped shut. She turned away from them and walked right past Summer and Dillon, barely acknowledging their presence.
"Simple..." Dillon asked her, "You call this... simple?"
"I use it loosely," Summer laughed.
-----RPM-----
Daniela was sitting on top of her car once again, just like before the final battle. Greg found her and tapped on the hood.
"Hey," he grinned.
"Hi," Dani nodded. Greg walked a little closer to her so he was standing beside the left door. He leaned against it, resting his arms on the top of the car as he looked up at her.
"Why did you come back?" he asked her bluntly. He had to know why she didn't listen to him and leave. Things worked out in the end because she did, but she could have gotten hurt, or worse, if things didn't work out. He couldn't risk that, and that was the reason he sent her away.
Dani turned away from him. As much as she could understand why he had shot at her, it still hurt her to know he pulled the gun out on her. She still loved him, and that wouldn't stand in the way of the relationship, but Greg should have trusted her and he should have known better than to take her life in his hands, without her permission. Much like with Hayden, Dani wanted to know that when it came to her life, she wanted control over it. She didn't want someone making big decisions for her.
Greg sighed when she turned away and reached for her hand, "I'm sorry, babe."
"I get it," Dani nodded, "I really do... but... it's my life."
"I love you, Dan," Greg whispered, "I love you so much... I can't stand to see you hurting... I couldn't let that happen."
"But maybe... it would have been for the best," Dani breathed. She slid down the car, landing on her feet. She turned to Greg and wrapped her arms around him but keeping her eyes lock on his. "I don't want to live a life where I have no friends... no family... and where I have to run. I would much rather die... with you."
"I know... I guess, while thinking it through... I didn't," he sighed.
"No... you just looked at it one way," Dani said, "You just saw what you didn't want to see. You didn't want to see me getting hurt, and the only way that was possible was if we were apart. But you have this grudge against Venjix because you helped Becca create it. He was your monster to fight, and you didn't want me fighting your battles. The only option you saw was for me to run."
"It was stupid..."
"Kinda," Dani nodded, "For someone of your intelligence level. I mean, if I did it, I probably would have gotten bonus points for a thought process."
Greg laughed, squeezing her lovingly.
"You're smart, Dani. Just not in the way the schools test it."
"That's what I told my dad," Dani sighed, "He still got me a tutor."
"Look, I'm sorry for what I did," Greg apologized, looking down at his girlfriend.
"Don't be," Dani whispered, kissing him, "It was still sweet. And it makes me feel safe knowing I have someone to protect me."
Greg smiled, "You know I always will."
"As long as you know that I'm a big girl, and I can take care of myself," Daniela smirked, "I may be youngest, but you're not that far off, mister. It's only... a month?"
"About that," Greg nodded, "And I know... but you're still mine and no matter how much you whine or complain, I'll always make the mistake of protecting you."
"Sounds fair," Dani laughed.
There was a small silence. Both gold and silver were happy as they were, in each other's arms. But Greg was still confused why she would come back. She had obviously been hurt by his actions. Being shot at by someone you loved and trusted wasn't something that was easy to cope with, no matter their intentions. She had been gone for a while, but not long enough for the pain to ease itself.
"Why?" he breathed suddenly. "Why come back?"
"I love you," Dani whispered, "And no matter how hard you try to protect me, I'll always fight beside you. Until the end. We're a team, that's what we do."
"Did you seriously get bad grades in school," Greg chuckled, "Because right now, I think you're the smart one."
"Math, science and all those other subjects confused me," Dani frowned. "How was I to know pi wasn't a dessert?"
"I love you, Dani," Greg laughed, "Don't ever change."
-----RPM-----
Up in his room, Mike was the only person who had locked himself away in his room. He was unable to cope with the fact that he stabbed his cousin and tried to kill her.
It was for good intentions, and he never would have done it had he known she would have been safe, but the look on her face as the dagger pierced her heart and the screams...
Mike brought the dagger down, with the rain, striking Hayden in the heart. He made sure the dagger dug in deep enough before pulling it out and quickly sticking his hands inside. Hayden screamed and tried to pull away but the pain from the dagger and from her family's betrayal hurt too much to allow her to move.
Mike ripped the wound open, allowing Hayden to bleed. He turned away from her as he did this. He couldn't look at her.
Hayden grabbed his wrists, trying to pull his hands out, but she was so desperate and upset that she couldn't muster the strength to do it.
As the rain fell on everyone's body, Mike felt the pain of the radiation enter in his cuts and scratches. He could only imagine how much more painful this made the whole experience for Hayden. The radiation was burning at his surface wounds, and here he was, keeping a deep wound pried open, allowing the acid rain to fall into it.
Hayden screamed once more, begging her cousin to stop. Suddenly, she fell limp.
He shivered as that scene played over in his head. It wouldn't stop. And every time it played, Mike felt worse about what he had done.
He looked over at his end table and opened the drawer. He reached inside, finding a picture of him, Samantha Jr. Summer and Hayden. He looked at it for a moment before scrunching it up. He screamed, throwing it across the room before grabbing his pillow and hugging it close to his chest.
Everyone was wrong. He was no hero. He could never save anyone without them getting hurt in the process. Whatever he tried always seem to backfire to the point where the girls would be safe, but they would have still gotten hurt.
When Samantha was dating Maximillon and Mike found out the boy just wanted to get in her pants, he tried to protect her. But the way he went about it still hurt her to this day when she thought about it. He had forced the boy to break her heart and she watched as he did this.
He tried to protect Hayden as well by keeping her from a life of torture if Venjix won, but the plan failed and Hayden was alive, but scarred, both physically and mentally.
Summer was probably the only person he had yet to truly fail, but she had gotten hurt from things he could have protected her from. He knew the pregnancy scare was enough to hurt her, especially if, when they talked, Dillon would react poorly. Mike knew it was his job as her older male cousin, and unofficial big brother, to keep her from making mistakes like that, but it happened.
Maybe he was stretching it, or looking for something bad, but he still felt awful. All this time, he thought he was a hero. He thought that when it came to the girls, as long as his heart was in the right place, he could do no wrong. He was mistaken.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door as Gem and Gemma walked in.
"Hey, what are you doing...?"
"... all alone up here?" they asked him.
"Leave me alone," he frowned.
Gemma turned to her brother before flipping the light switch, filling the room with light. Mike winced as his eyes adjusted. He hadn't even noticed that he was sitting in the dark.
Gem spotted the tears in his eyes as soon as the light was on and sighed, "Are you okay? Do you need to talk about it...?"
"No," Mike frowned, "Leave me alone."
"Okay... but everyone is downstairs and they all seem so..."
"Happy," Gemma finished for her brother, not in the usual twin speak. It was odd that they weren't so synchronized, but Mike had already figure out that when things got serious, so did the twins.
"They didn't just murder their cousin," he frowned.
"No... but neither did you... right?" Gemma asked.
"Unless you have another cousin we don't know about," Gem added.
"If it weren't for her healing factor, she would be dead!" Mike screamed.
"Yeah... but if she didn't have that factor... you wouldn't have had to kill her."
"What?"
Gemma nodded, agreeing with her brother's statement, while Mike remained confused.
"If Hayden didn't heal," she began to explain, "You wouldn't have been asked to kill her, right? It was because she could heal that you had to make sure she didn't suffer... so if she couldn't heal, you wouldn't have tried to kill her... so really, either way... Hayden wouldn't be dead..."
Mike thought about it. They did make sense. The reason he stabbed Hayden was because she could heal, so logically, if she couldn't heal, he wouldn't have killed her.
"It doesn't matter... I'm not a hero... that much is clear."
"But... you save people," Gem frowned, "Is that what heroes do?"
"No..." Mike sighed, "They... they keep them from harm."
"Oh..." Gem breathed, acting as if he got the answer wrong. "I should have known that...stupid Gem..."
Mike shook his head, "No Gem... it was a good... answer... it's just... when a hero acts... he manages to save lives, and keep people from harm."
"And you don't do that?" Gemma asked, "Do you hurt people intentionally?"
"No... but..."
"So then why are you hurting yourself?" Gemma frowned, "You can't wallow in self pity for the things you can't control... that's just stupid."
"It's... complicated," Mike sighed.
"No it's not," both twins smirked, "it's easy. You didn't mean to hurt Hayden. You wanted to protect her. Fate just made it so that she got hurt in the process."
"They always get hurt," Mike growled, "Every time I try... Sam... Summer... Hayden... even my own sister!"
"But... they are alive, right? Isn't that the point?" Gemma asked, "When you save a life, then your job was to keep the person from death. As long as your actions were noble, and the person you saved does continue to live... you should be happy."
"It's... it just... it's not... life doesn't work that way."
"I know, that if you were with us in the wastes," Gem smirked, "then you would be a hero. Gemma and I would have been lucky to have someone out there to save us. We could have used it sometimes."
"You would have gotten hurt."
"We were hurt," Gem said, "There was no avoiding that."
"Whenever you save someone, there's a chance they get hurt. Sometimes, whether they are saved or not, they might still get hurt. It's how it turns out in the end that matters. Would you rather Hayden had gotten hurt because no one tried to save her from a painful life with machines, or would you rather she be hurt by you, then live happily in the spirit world forever and ever?"
"It's not my choice to make!" Mike frowned, "And it doesn't matter what I want, it should be what Hayden wants."
"What do you think she would have wanted?" Gem asked.
"Not to be hurt."
"And now, later down the road. She won't be," Gemma assured him. "But, if the battle had gone differently, no matter what, Hayden would have still been hurt."
"It's just..."
"You are a hero, Mike," the twins smiled. Gemma continued, "You're just... a confused hero. You didn't act selfishly, because I'm sure you didn't want to kill Hayden, and you didn't want her to die. There were flaws in your plan, but your heart, and Kaylee's heart and Flynn's heart... they were all in the right place. Next time, before you kill your cousin, ask her if that's what she wants before you stab her."
Mike chuckled, "Can do..."
"Oh and Mike... Hayden's not the only one hurting because of this," Gem reminded him, pointing to the D-Green Ranger. "If you still need time, we can leave you alone."
Mike wiped his tears, "I know... and... if you two don't mind... do you want to play a game with me... up here. Maybe I shouldn't be alone? You can help take my mind off..."
"I've got a twister board!" Gem grinned, seemingly pulling the game out from nowhere.
"I've got the spinner!" Gemma called.
"I've got the weirdest support group," Mike chuckled.
-----RPM-----
Ronny was humming along, happy the world was finally safe from Venjix, before she spotted Sierra, sitting alone on the couch, staring at the door to the medical room. The former Ranger sighed before going over to the other woman.
"She'll be fine," she assured Sierra, sitting next to her.
"I can't help but be scared..." Sierra sighed, "What if Hayden doesn't heal fast enough? Or..."
"Ten- Dawn's a trooper," Ronny smiled, "She's tough as nails. Nothing's going to keep her down for long."
"I don't know how you do this," Sierra breathed, "When I was in the bunker, all I could think about was Dawn. Was she okay? Was she still alive? But you... your daughter's out there as well, and you still manage to stay cool and help the Rangers win."
"It wasn't easy," Ronny nodded, "And if it weren't for the monitors allowing me to keep an eye on my baby girl, I would have lost it. Between you and me, I think you had the harder job."
"I just got her back," Sierra sighed, "It's hard losing someone you love the first time... I don't know how I'll deal if I've got to live that over again."
"Maybe... if you can say goodbye this time," Ronny smirked. "I mean, I'm positive everything's going to work... but saying goodbye might help... in case... for the first time, I bet wrong."
David walked by the two women at this moment and Ronny caught his attention.
"David, can Sierra and I go in?" she asked her husband.
"Ronny, no... I can't..."
"She's got to say goodbye," Ronny interrupted before David could finish. "I know it's not pretty, and I know it could hurt her... but... I think she needs it."
"Okay," David sighed. He walked to the door and opened it, while Ronny took Sierra's hand and led her inside. Before Doc pulled the cover off Dawn (which had been ruffled slightly, probably from when Hayden woke up), he turned to Sierra.
"I warn you... your daughter doesn't look at all like herself," he said, "I can pull just her hand out for you if you don't want to see this..."
"I've... I've got..."
Ronny smiled, "Whatever you want, you know we're here for you."
"I want to see her," Sierra nodded, "I don't want to live my life wondering what happened."
Doc breathed in deeply before pulling down the blanket, just enough for Sierra to see her daughter's remains, but not enough to make her throw up.
Sierra looked down at her baby girl, strapped to so many monitors to keep her alive until Hayden was ready to help. Though her heart was still beating, there was no brain activity. Dawn was dead. The only reason she was still... alive, was because she was being kept alive, artificially.
Ronny was a little surprise Sierra hadn't broken down in tears yet, but she figured Sierra was too upset to cry. She placed her hand on the older woman's shoulder.
"I bet you she'll be okay," she smiled, "I never... ever... lose my bets."
"She doesn't," David assured the horrified mother, "And I'm doing everything I can. Your daughter will be fine. I promise."
"She looks so..."
"You've got something to look at," David smiled, "Thankfully Venjix didn't turn her completely robotic. There's still hope for her. You've got to make sure that hope stays alive."
Sierra nodded, taking her daughter's hand and leaning over to kiss her forehead, "I'll be right here when you wake up," she whispered, "I won't leave you side."
David turned to Ronny with a worried look, but the driver smiled.
"I won't leave her," she whispered, "Don't worry."
-----RPM-----
Hayden walked out of the lab, still untrusting of her team. Since her return, she had yet to speak to anyone.
While in the lab, however, she had gotten a phone call from an interviewer asking if she could take part in an interview as a celebration for the end of Venjix. Hayden agreed, hoping this would be the break she needed before diving right back into this world of confusion and drama.
She had set up the interview and promised the woman on the other end that she would be there. Being Kaylee's daughter, and a Power Ranger, meant Hayden was pretty much the city's little princess. It was only natural she would be the one asked to represent the team of Rangers and officially announce, on air for everyone to hear, the start of a new era.
Hayden stuffed her phone back in her pocket before running into Flynn. He caught her before she fell back and smiled sadly.
"Hayden, there's something I want to..."
"I don't want to hear it," Hayden frowned as he hand unconsciously moved to the ring necklace.
"I'm sorry," Flynn whispered, "I shouldn't have let this plan happen."
Hayden lowered her head. She wasn't ready for this. Even a talk with Flynn, who didn't... could to anything in the battle, was too much for her to handle. She wanted to forgive him for considering the plan, but it still hurt he had been plotting to end her life.
"It was stupid..." Flynn continued, "I was stupid... I shouldn't have let your mother talk me into this... but... I was so worried you were going to get hurt by Venjix... I didn't want to die and leave you alone on this earth forever, without anyone to care for you. I don't know what that monster would have done to you, and I was pretty sure you weren't going to be happy..."
"I know that much, Flynn," Hayden snapped, "But how do you think I feel? My mother, my fiancé... boyfriend... whatever, and my cousin all had a plan to kill me! And they didn't tell me! One minute I'm fighting with you... the next you're running away as mom tells Mike to stab her dagger into my heart and let me bleed! It hurts!"
Hayden began crying as she said this and Flynn tried to pull her into his arms. She pulled away, though, refusing to let him touch her.
"Hayden... on paper, the plan was okay. Sure you would have died, but you would have been happy. That's all I want... I don't want to see you like this. As soon as we got the order to go through with it, I realised there was no way I could ever hurt you. That's why I turned away. I'm so sorry, Hayden... I love you so much, I wasn't thinking straight. The only words running through my head for the past few days were: save Hayden, make sure she stays happy, keep her from harm and protect her. I... I'm..."
Flynn started to break down too, "It was so stupid... I didn't mean to hurt you like this... I just... I wanted you to be safe... but..."
Hayden finally looked up at the man she loved and saw him crying. Flynn tried to force a smile for her, but it couldn't come out.
"Hayden... I love you."
"I love you too," Hayden whispered, "It's just... you thought about it..."
"It hurt to think about it," Flynn answered, "I knew what I was going to do... but it just... whenever this plan ran through my mind, it hurt to know I was going to hurt you. So I focused on what could come out of it that would work in your favour, because if I focused on the bad, then I wouldn't be able to save you. But as soon as Kaylee utter those words, and I was told to kill you... those terrible thoughts came back. I realised that I never wanted to kill you, Hayden. I just wanted you to be safe. I'm so sorry, and I know it's going to take forever for you to forgive me... but... please... I can't see you hurting."
Hayden threw herself into his arms and Flynn quickly grabbed hold of her, wrapping his arms around her tight and lovingly.
"Flynn... it's strange," Hayden spoke, "I love you... but I'm so angry... when I think about leaving... I get scared... but staying here and remembering what you, mom and Mike did... it hurts. I don't know what to do, and I don't know who to trust."
"You can trust me, Hayden," Flynn whispered, "I won't ever hurt you like that again. I promise."
"But... I can't just... trust... it's... hard."
"I'll wait," Flynn smiled, "I'll wait forever, just, please don't leave me."
Kaylee was watching this from just outside her bedroom on the second floor.
"You know... you love her too much," Dustin said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"I..."
"Kaylee, you plan was good, but... she's your daughter," Dustin smiled. "She trusts you to protect her, and you broke that."
"I tried," Kaylee sighed.
"Did it work?"
Kaylee shook her head as if fell, "She hates me."
"She can never hate you," Dustin assured her, "She's scared. She was attacked and for the first time ever she felt the fear of death take hold."
"Deathcode..."
"Hayden wasn't afraid then," Dustin smirked, "She knew she had a job to do, and she knew death came with it... she chose to die."
"No... she..."
"She told Summer to let her die if it meant saving Project Ranger, and she came back here while she was still sick, knowing it was risky. The reason she's so scared and hurt is because this time, that choice was taken out of her hands, and she had no idea what was going to happen."
Kaylee nodded slowly as the tears began to form.
"Kayl... your heart is gold," Dustin smiled, "But you went about this all wrong. Hayden is our baby, our child... but she should be allowed to make her own choices now. You can't play God with her life and take it as you please."
"I would never..."
"You did," Dustin frowned, "Kaylee... I love you... we all do, but... Hayden's not a toy. She's a human. As much as you may want, you can't control her fate. That choice should be hers to make."
"I'm sorry," Kaylee whispered, letting the tears fall.
"I don't need an apology," Dustin smirked, "Hayden does. Ask for her forgiveness, but don't expect it. And wait until she's ready."
With that, Dustin kissed Kaylee on the cheek and turned into his room, leaving the blonde mother alone with her thoughts.
Kaylee looked back down as Flynn and Hayden stood, wrapped in each other's arms. Her eyes fell on her daughter and she lost it. She fell to her knees on the floor, turning her back to lean against the railing. She curled up in a ball, with her knees pressed against her chest and she sobbed.