Madison played happing at the coffee table, molding her 'Play Dough' into all sorts of shapes and sizes. Her vivid imagination taking the faire haired bundle of excitement wherever she wanted to go. One minute the clay was a fine China bowl, containing the most delicious soup she'd ever tasted, the next it was crown and she, a princess in some far away land.

She was happily oblivious to the fact her parents marriage was falling apart. All she knew is before she fell asleep the night before, Daddy Charlie had left and Daddy Guy had tucked her into bed, that in and of itself made her giddy with a child's glee. She'd missed her real father, so the fact he was there distracted her from even asking were Charlie was.

As she played and laughed at the parlor table, slaying a huge fire eating dragon (that of course only she could see) with the remote control, there was a familiar knock at the door. Maddie pulled over her stool and peered thought the peephole as was Mommy and Daddy's rule for answering the door. She wasn't to open it unless she knew the person on the other side.

Connie lay perfectly still in her bed, only having fallen asleep no more than three hours before. She had been up to all night, talking to her ex-husband like they were old friends again. Drinking coffee and laughing in a way that hadn't in years. It had been like the past five years had never happened.

In the back of Connie's mind there had been a pang of guilt over the fact she hadn't bothered to really try to talk to her daughter's biological father, until she was in a crisis with her second husband. She'd missed their closeness and the fact he could read her almost as well as her precious Charlie. Guy even seen seemed to listen to her. If he didn't really understand what she was feeling he was doing a great job of pretending and fooled her completely.

And while she felt so great while they were talking, when it was time to go to bed, and Guy was in the guest room, leaving her alone with her thoughts, Connie's mind would settle down. She was up hours more, crying, cursing in her mind, and looking longingly at the empty side of the bed next to her. She wanted Charlie's arms around her, his strong hands stroking her hair. She wanted her husband, her baby and her marriage.

"Mommy, mommy-" Maddie bounded into her mother's room and promptly pounced on her. "guess what, guess what, guess what. Daddy's, here!" She babbled.

Connie frowned and closed her eye tighter shielding them from the harsh light that threatened to spill in from the bedroom window. "I know baby." She replied, her voice hoarse with sleep. "Mommy, saw him last night."

"Not that, Daddy." Madison giggled. "My other, Daddy."

The over-head bedroom light flickered on suddenly and the petite brunette's eyes popped open, her pupils shrinking down to the size of a pencil tip, from the brightness. She blinked trying to adjust to the blinding luminosity, her vision blurred slightly, on the face standing in the doorway.

Every muscled in Guy's body tightened as he emerged from the master-bathroom, a terry cloth towel slung loosely around his hips and beads of water trigging from his damp blonde lochs down over his firm chest. Connie could feel the color drain form her face and the warmth flee her body, she knew the situation did not look good at all. And the worst of it was, she had no defense against the torrent of angry words she knew would soon irrupt.

The blue of Charlie's darkened to almost black in anger as Guy walked further into the room. The two men only glared at each other for a moment and Connie found solace in the quiet. As long no-one spoke, nothing irreversible had been done, nothing beyond repair said. Silence in this instance was her alley. Unfortunately the tense wordlessness could only last so long.

"What are you doing here?" Charlie demanded, his fist tightly balled at his side.

"I'm here to look after Connie and Madison. It made me sick to think of them alone in a strange place like this." Guy snorted, so hot with fury the remaining water droplets boiling on his flesh and turning to steam.

"That was so very kind of you Germaine, but I'm here now so my wife and daughter will no longer require your help."

Without missing a beat, Guy just smirked and declared "Maybe not, MY daughter will always need me."

Charlie's fist went hard into the top for the dresser as Guy beamed proudly at having such an impact. Within seconds the two were toe to toe, chest buffed out like Apes competing for the same banana.

"No! Not again! Don't do this!" Connie shrieked as tears sprung to her eyes, in panic.

The three were so caught up in the situation, they didn't even notice as Maddie backed slowly out of the room, her eyes wide with fear. She didn't want her daddies to fight, or her mommy to cry. Maybe it was the fact she was so young, maybe she was too little to understand. As she slid to the carpet in the hallway outside the door, she listened to the malicious and bitter words that were screamed, as the two men fought over who had the right to claim she and Connie.

But to her there was no reason , in her mind why they couldn't all, the four of them be a family. That's all Madison wanted. It seemed though, that nobody but her thought it possible…

"This is my Daddy, Charlie Conway." Madison bubbled, standing in front of her class in a 'Minnesota Wilde' jersey. "He's the captain, and starting center of a team in the NHL."

It was parents day Maddie's daycare, and each child was taking their turn introducing their mother and father to the rest of the class. It was a fun activity and not a single student had been as proud to show off their parents as Madison was. Her father was a real life celebrity, it was so exciting. That was until, Timmy Dalton, butted his nose in.

"That's not your Daddy." He said, with his tiny hands on his hips. "Your name's Germaine, not Cooooonway."

"He is so my Daddy. I have two."

"You can't have two Daddies."

Madison frowned to her, there was nothing strange about it and she couldn't see why it was hard to Timmy to grasp. "Yes I can, cuz I do. Guy Germaine's my daddy, and Charlie Conway's my daddy."

"They're not both your daddy and if they are you're weird!" Timmy shot back. "Hey everybody, let's not play with Maddie. She's weird. She has two Daddies! You can't have two Daddies."

To Madison's dismay that daythe rest of the class agreed. She was shunned from the play group. Connie and Charlie brought her home early that day, their little girl a mass of blood hair and tears. They'd soothed her in the car on the ride home, telling her Timmy was wrong. Later calling Guy on the phone so he could confirm it. And she believed them, so why now, were the two most important men in her life, refusing to accept they were both her father?