All night, she had strange dreams. Dreams where, Tony was doing something that she had previously fantasized about before they broke up. You know, the blind infatuation phase where you can't get enough of the other person? Where you can't stand to be away from them for another moment? Yeah, that stage.

The dreams involved him at first, but then turned into a faceless person, who she vaguely recalled later on, was much older than her. And for some reason, she had felt that they hadn't been together in the first place. Like it was some sort of a sin.

But then it wasn't. Because it was love, and love conquers all. At least, that's what Violet thought in her dreams. Of course, it wasn't so in reality, and this upset her even more than her break up with Tony.

Helen had informed her family that she was going to the city's college, and that she would be studying a whole lot more and that their father would have to take care of them instead. Violet was fine with this. Actually, she was really happy about it.

The days were great at first. Her and her siblings, along with her father spent time with each other. They played in the back yard, went to movies, and went to the local zoo once. She even found herself wanting to hug her father more than usual. It was strange, and her thoughts travelled more and more to her father. She felt more attatched to him than anyone else before, and felt like he was her new best friend.

Violet waited in her room, cleaning up random messes on her bedroom floor. Her father was going to come in and say good night to her after taking care of Jack-Jack and Dash.

Finally, she heard her door squeak, alerting her to his presence. She quickly shoved a bra into her top drawer and turned to him.

"Hi dad.." She smiled at him, feeling quite happy all of a sudden. He smiled back warmly and stepped further into the dimly lit room.

"Ready for sleep, sweetheart?" He asked, and Violet could feel her heart skip a bit in her chest.

"Yep."

She went over to her blue covered bed, pulled the covers back and climbed under them. Bob came over and silently tucked her in, a strange look on his face. Violet figured he was thinking about Helen. She had been working so much lately, that the two hadn't had much time together. It was probably making him unhappy.

"Dad? Are you okay?"

"What? Oh - yeah, Vi, I'm fine." He glanced over to her face for moment before straightening up. He smiled down at her, a slightly sad look on his face. "It's just that... your mother is so busy lately."

"I know, dad."

"Goodnight, Violet."

He paused, as if waiting for something to happen.

"Dad?"

"Yes, honey?" His lips were curling slightly in another smile.

"I love you..."

"Oh, I love you too." He bent down to her, and she half expected him to kiss her lips. The thought thrilled her to no end, and it scared her at the same time. But instead, he kissed her softly on the forehead the way a father kisses his child. It upset her stomach all of a sudden, and she looked away.

Violet wanted to scream out, "No! You don't understand! I love you the way you love mom!" But she couldn't. She didn't have the courage.

He left without another word and it took her about an hour to fall asleep. And all she could think about was him. Violet felt the way she felt in the beginning of the relationship with Tony, but different. It was... somehow stronger than before.