Getting to Seth's room, they walked in. His dad was in the middle of yelling at him. Telling him how stupid and careless he was being. His eyes shifted to Roman and Diana. He swallowed.

"I am so disappointed in you, Seth", his dad finished and left the room.

His mom squeezed his hand, fresh tears staining her cheeks. He looked away from them and to her.

"I'm so sorry mom, I, I don't know what else to say", he said softly.

He looked at them again.

"D, Rome, I", Roman cut him off.

"How stupid are you? Why would you do drugs, Seth?", Roman asked angry.

"Don't speak to him that way", Seth's mom shot back.

"I can speak to him anyway I want. He's a grown man, a stupid grown man, but grown.", Roman yelled.

Mrs. Rollins face turned bright red.

"Were you ever high around my son?", Roman asked, his hands clenching into fists.

Seth swallowed again.

"And don't you dare lie to me", Roman finished.

"Once, it was when you brought him to meet my parents. In fairness I didn't know you would come so early", Seth said.

"Well excuse me for ruining your high, I'll remember to ask next time.", Roman yelled.

Diana gripped his arm to keep him from charging Seth.

"He doesn't need this, you need to go", Mrs. Rollins said, ready to push Roman out the door.

"Don't you fucking touch me. Diana might have forgiven you for what you did to her all that time ago, but I haven't. You can't just put your hands on someone", Roman yelled at her.

Mrs. Rollins looked at Diana for help, but she did nothing. Roman hadn't stepped out of line.

"He is my son and I am going to protect him", she shot back.

"Protect him? He did this to himself, for all we know, you knew about this and let him", Roman accused.

"Ro", Diana said.

He looked back at Seth.

"Stay away from my kid, you aren't allowed to see him or speak to him, not like this.", Roman said.

"Ro, please it was", Roman cut him off again.

"I don't want to hear some stupid fucking excuse. You were a smart man once, Seth, when you find him and you get help, I will think about letting you back into Noah's life.", Roman said.

"You can't do that, that is his son", Seth's mom yelled.

"I can and I just did.", Roman said.

Mrs. Rollins was going to slap Roman, but Diana caught her hand and stood between them.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on him, because I will respond", Diana said, letting go of Mrs. Rollins wrist.

"Get out", Mrs. Rollins yelled.

"Gladly", Diana said, taking Roman's hand and pulling him out.

The trip back home was quiet.

Seth shook his head. His friends had every right to get mad at him, especially because he was high around Noah.

"You should have let me handle that, mom. They had every right to say what they did and to keep me from Noah.", Seth mumbled.

He rubbed his eyes.

"No they don't. He is your son", she said, pacing the space in front of his bed.

"I'm sorry, mom.", he said.

She stopped and faced him.

"Why?", she asked, she was just as angry, but yelling at him wouldn't do him any good.

He shrugged.

"Seth Colby Rollins", she growled.

"At first, it was only when I was at parties where other celebs were doing it. I didn't want to look like an ass, then I don't know", he replied.

"Don't give me that, you do", she said.

"Then I started doing it while I was in the studio. It turned into me getting high after I woke up and high before falling asleep", he shrugged again.

"What else are you on?", she asked.

"Nothing, just coke", he mumbled.

"Seth", she yelled.

"I swear, that is all.", he raised his voice.

She sighed, but nodded. Dolph walked in and let his arms fall to his sides.

"What the hell?", he asked.

Seth scratched at his arm.

"I told you, only a dab, one small tap to the tube is enough", Dolph chastised.

His mom's death glare turned on Dolph, then back to him.

"I don't feel so good", Seth mumbled.

"You? You knew and didn't stop him? My husband and I trusted you with our son.", she yelled.

"Mom", Seth groaned.

His dad walked in next. His mom told him what Dolph had been doing with their son. Safe to say, Dolph was not safe anymore. Hearing something bang against the wall and then something metal fall to the ground, Seth covered his ears.

The noise was too loud and the light was too bright.

"Fuck", Seth growled.

"Seth", he faintly heard his mom say.

"Shut up", he yelled.

Damn, did he hate withdrawals. The doctors must have given him something to flush out the drugs and now his body craved more drug.

Roman paced their bedroom.

"So what do we do now?", Diana finally asked.

Roman chuckled and set his hands on his hips.

"We do nothing. We aren't responsible for him, let his mommy deal with it", he replied.

"But", that stopped Roman.

"But?", he asked.

"He's our friend, are you seriously telling me you would be okay with letting his mom handle this?", she said.

"Yeah, I can sleep at night", Roman said.

"Well I won't. He needs us, and Dean", Diana said.

"D", she cut him off.

"Help me, help him", she said.

She was giving him the look he couldn't say no too.

"Baby", was all he said.

He groaned and sat on their bed. She wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"Noah stays out of this. Seth is not allowed anywhere near him till he is at least six months sober", Roman set his foot down with this and Diana agreed.

The next day, Diana went to check on Seth. She walked into his room to see him putting his shoes on. He looked sick to his stomach.

"Hey", he smiled when he saw her.

She waved.

"Look, I get it and I agree with Rome.", Seth said, stepping closer to her.

"Good. You have to be at least six months sober before we let you back into his life", she said.

"What?", he asked.

"What do you mean what? Seth, we are his parents. After what you did, drugs, you really have no room to argue with us", Diana said.

Seth shook his head.

"I need him, D. Before I was doing it as often as I could, but I don't do it around him. I'm clean around him", Seth said, stepping too close for Diana's comfort.

"I didn't come here to talk about Noah, I came to discuss option for you to get help", Diana said.

"Help? D, I am not an addict.", he said, rolling his eyes.

She laughed.

"And as far as Noah, I will gain custody of him. You won't keep him from me again. Six months my ass. You'll hear from my lawyers.", Seth said, grabbing his bag before walking out.

"Seth", she shouted after him.

She followed him down the hall to his mom.

"Don't do this, Seth. Please, Roman and I just want to help", Diana said.

He turned on her.

"And I told you I don't need it. What I need is my son, and you know damn well I will get him.", he said.

"Are you high?", Diana asked.

This was the Seth that was in the hotel room the day he kissed her and confessed to still loving her. He chuckled.

"My mom is helping me slowly come off. Withdrawals are killer", he smirked.

"Come near my family", he cut her off.

"Or what? Do you know who I am? You won't win, whatever you do, you won't win", he said.

She pushed past him.

"I'm leaving for L.A. soon, you and I need to sit down and discuss custody. No lawyers, no court hearings. Just you and me.", Seth said, stopping her.

She faced him.

"Roman can still be his dad, blah blah whatever. Us coming to an agreement is easier than Roman losing his rights in the eyes of the law. I mean, he is on my kid's birth certificate", Seth said.

"Fuck you", Diana replied, before leaving.

"You already have, its why we have Noah", he shouted.

She had heard that comment and roughly wiped at the angry tears that slipped. Getting inside her car, she slammed her hands against the steering wheel. Roman wasn't going to like this.

Someone tapped on her window, it was Mrs. Rollins. Diana rolled the window down.

"What?", Diana snapped.

"I agree with you and Roman, he needs help, but he won't listen to me or his dad. His manger gave him that drug, told him some silly thing about slowly pulling away from coke. You and I both know he won't be able too.", she said.

Diana nodded.

"If I were you and Roman, I would agree to his terms for now. He has sharks for lawyers, you don't. If you and Roman lose, Seth could take him away from not just Roman, but you as well.", Mrs. Rollins said.

Diana felt sick to her stomach at the thought.

"I have to go", Diana said.

Mrs. Rollins nodded before walking away to her own car. As much as she hated to agree with Mrs. Rollins, she was right.

Diana and Roman didn't have the kind of lawyers Seth could afford. To hurt Roman, he would take Noah away from him physically and in the eyes of the law, then probably put a restraining order so he wouldn't get near him.

Then to imagine him doing the same to her and taking Noah to L.A. with him, around drugs and whatever else he's doing there. Only seeing her son when Seth allowed, she wouldn't survive that.

She decided she needed to talk to Roman now. She drove as fast as she could, home. He was working on designs for the office in town where he would work from.

Seth fidgeted in his seat. What Dolph had given him wasn't enough. He needed more.

Drew chuckled and pulled out a vial from his jacket pocket, handing it to him. Seth snatched it and poured a bit in his hand. He had no time to perfect a line.

After snorting some, he rested his head back against the seat and sighed. A smile forming on his face.

"Feel better?", Drew asked.

Seth nodded and handed back the vial. Drew opened it and sniffed some himself.

He was kicking himself for what he said to Diana, but the high was too good to waste on feeling bad about it.