Shelby quickly slid off of Scott's lap and back into her own seat that she was originally sitting in. Her eyes wanted to look at Scott but she refused to allow them to and kept her gaze fixed on Jena. Shelby had no idea what to do. She knew in her mind, deep down, that the day she had to tell Jena about Scott being her father would come but she had hoped that it would come much further from now, when she had thought of something to say and when Jena was much older. Shelby felt Scott's eyes looking at her but still refused to even so much as glance at him.

"Mommy?" Jena asked again, her gaze switching from Scott to Shelby.

Shelby put on her best fake smile and stood up from the chair she was sitting in. Scott mirrored her movements and stood up as well. Shelby squatted down in front of Jena and grabbed her two small hands with her own. Shelby bit her bottom lip softly in nervousness and then put her fake smile back on.

"Sweety, we need to talk, but not here. How about we go back to our cabin and we can talk about everything." Shelby said with an almost calm voice.

"What about the storm?" Jena asked.

"It's not bad anymore. It's hardly even raining now." Scott said from behind Shelby.

"But it's still muddy out. I don't want to step in mud." Jena replied skeptically. It was mostly just that she wanted to know what was going on right that very moment but she was being told to wait and was getting impatient.

"I'll carry you then" Scott said with an actual smile, not a fake one.

Jena narrowed her eyes at Scott and thought about that for a moment but agreed.

"Fine," She said.

Jena walked around her Mother who had just stood up again and walked over to Scott. She looked up at him, waiting for him to pick her up. He complied. After picking her up, her looked at Shelby with a look that clearly said, 'what the hell are we gonna say?' and Shelby just shrugged in return for she, too, had no idea what to say.

Scott set Jena down in a chair in Shelby's cabin while Shelby sat down on the bed. Scott followed Shelby and sat down next to her. The two looked at each other momentarily and then looked back at Jena. Neither of the pair really knew what to say. After all, how does one explain to a 5 year old child that she suddenly has a Father and that the only reason she didn't before was because her Mother ran away from him? Needless to say, it's not exactly an easy thing to say.

Shelby took a deep breath and opened her mouth to say something but then closed it. She took another deep breath and counted to 5 in her mind hoping that that would help her think of something but it never did. Shelby turned to Scott and raised one eye brow in a questioning manor but Scott shook his head meaning that he didn't know what to say to Jena.

"I think you should start because you're the reason we're even having this conversation." Scott said to Shelby with a touch of bitterness in his voice.

Shelby picked up on the bitterness behind his woods and looked down to her shaking hands then back up to Jena for whether she liked it or not, Scott was right. If Shelby had not been so scared when she found on she was pregnant then they wouldn't be having this conversation.

"Sweety, you know how you use to always ask me about your daddy?" Shelby asked.

"Yeah," Jena replied, obviously confused.

"And how you use to ask if you even had a dad?"

Jena nodded.

"And how I use to always tell you that you did, but he just wasn't with us?"

Another nod from Jena.

"Well, your dad was never with us because I ran away from your dad a long time ago before you were born and I didn't see him again until this weekend."

Jena was extremely confused. She was trying to make sense of the little things her mom was saying but was having absolutely no luck.

Shelby saw the obvious confused on Jena's face and said, "Jena, Scott's your father."

Shelby thought that telling Jena would make her be rid of the weight that's been on her shoulder since Jena's been born but the weight wasn't gone. The feeling was still there completely. Telling Jena that Scott was her father didn't make the feeling lessen at all, not even an ounce. Why? Shelby thought.

Jena looked confused still.

Jena looked Scott directly in the eye and asked, "Why weren't you there?"

Scott looked taken aback. How is this all getting blamed on me? Scott thought to himself as he looked at Jena.

"Jena, I didn't have a choice. I didn't know about you let alone know you were my daughter. Your mom never told me about you." Scott replied gently.

Jena looked at her mother and asked, "Why didn't you tell him about me? Do you not like me?"

"Sweety, that's not it at all. I love you." Shelby replied, shocked at Jena's second question.

"Then why did you keep from my daddy!"

When Shelby didn't answer, Jena jumped up from the chair and marched to the bathroom. She turned around, glared at her parents, more to Shelby than Scott, and slammed the door. Jena leaned her back against the door and slid down it onto the floor. She started to cry and wasn't even sure why. She didn't know this man. So why did it bother her so much?

Jena let her frustration fall out into her tears that were cascading down her flushed cheeks. She realized that it wasn't Scott she was mad at, not even close. She was mad her Shelby, her own Mother. She was angry because this whole time she lived without a Father and it was because of her Mother that she was forced to do so.

Shelby walked over to the bathroom door and knocked on it softly.

"Jena?" Shelby questioned in a gentile voice.

"Go away!" Jena screamed back and it was obvious to her Mother in that moment that she was crying.

Shelby let out a sigh of guilt, frustration and something else that she couldn't put her finger on. Shelby knew that Jena wasn't going to just accept Scott as her dad but she didn't think that she would react this badly.

Shelby walked back over to the bed and sat back down next to Scott. She put her head in her hands and released a deep breath.

"I knew this was going to turn out bad." Shelby said but her words sounded some what muffled due to the fact that her head was still in her hands.

"This would've been a lot easier if you would've been honest with her in the first place." Scott retorted and hardly had any sympathy for Shelby.

Shelby raised her head from her hands and looked at Scott confused and hurt.

"I'm sorry, Shel, but I don't think it's fair that Jena is in the bathroom bawling her eyes out and that I suffered for years not knowing that I had a daughter or what had happened to you all because you were afraid of nothing." Scott said cruelly, standing up from the bed.

"You think I wanted this?" Shelby snapped also standing up. "You think I wanted my 5 year old daughter crying because of a mistake I made?"

"I didn't say that! But you left me because you were scared when you had nothing to be afraid of, Shelby. If you hadn't have left in the first place then, who knows, we might be a good family right now."

"So now all of this is my fault?"

"Well, who's fault do you think it is?" Scott snapped.

Shelby let a frustrated breath and turned away from Scott. She knew it was her fault so she gave up the argument.

"You make me so mad sometimes," Shelby said under her breath.

"Well, right back at you." Scott said.

They both loved each other so much but they still irritated each other occasionally. They use to do it all the time for when they would argue, they would always make up and along with making up it would be as though they would fall in love with each other all over again.

Shelby turned back to Scott with anger in her eyes. Scott, however, wasn't angry at all. He merely looked at Shelby.

"Why do we always fight?" Scott asked. "I don't want to."

"Neither do I," Shelby replied, growing soft again.

Scott looked down at Shelby who was a few feet away and walked over to her. He touched the side of her face with his now raised arm and forced her to look up at him. Now the look in her eyes had gone far from angry, now she just looked like she was in love. Scott had the same look in his eyes.

Scott leaned down and kissed Shelby's lips. She raised her head towards him and kissed him back letting all the love leak into their passionate kiss. Scott wrapped his arms around Shelby's waist and Shelby wrapped hers around his neck.

"Do I always gotta walk in on that?" Jena asked angry from the doorway of the bathroom.

The kiss ended quickly and the pair looked over at Jena. Jena was casting cold glares to both of her parents. She walked over and sat down in the chair again. Scott and Shelby sat back down on the bed and looked over at Jena hoping that now they could continue the conversation they were having before.

"If you did know about me, would you have been there?" Jena asked, looking directly at Scott.

"Yes," Scott replied, not even having to think about that.

"Why didn't you tell him, Mommy?" Jena asked getting emotional again but not storming off this time.

"Well," Shelby started but was at a loss of words.

"Would you mind if I answer for your mom, Jena?" Scott asked.

Jena and Shelby both looked at Scott but Scott kept his eyes fixed on Jena. She shrugged meaning that he could as long as she got her question answered.

"Jena, the night your mom found out about you she had a lot of emotions going through her. She was scared about a lot of things that night and your mom has never been good at dealing with fear so she ran away." Scott said and was shocked how easily he answered the question.

"Was she scared of you?" Jena asked.

"I think I was one of things that she was scared of, yes." Scott replied and nodded.

"Why? Are you scary?"

Scott was about to answer but Shelby laughed at Jena's question. Scott and Jena both looked at Shelby and she smiled.

"What's so funny?" Jena asked, accusingly.

"Nothing. It's just, Scott isn't scary at all, Jena. He's one of the most caring people I've ever met." Shelby replied.

"Then why'd you run away from him?"

"I wasn't running away from him. I just...I just had to get out. Only that time, I never went back."

"Why?"

"I was scared. But not of him."

"Then why?" Jena asked again.

"I'm not sure." Shelby replied.

Shelby opened her arms to Jena and Jena came to her Mother and sat down on her lap. Jena looked up at her Mother and Shelby looked down at her daughter, smiling.

"Sweety, do you think you could accept Scott as your dad?" Shelby asked.

"Does that mean he'd come home with us?" Jena asked.

"Most likely,"

"Would he play with me?"

"Why don't you ask him?"

Jena complied with the suggestion and moved so that she laid down on her two parent's laps; her legs on Shelby's and her upper body and head on Scott's.

Jena looked up to Scott and asked, "Would you play with me?"

"Yes," Scott said. "I would"

"Would you have picnics with me and Mommy?"

"Yes,"

"Would you help me bake cookies like Mommy does?"

"If you want me to."

"So you'd really be my daddy?"

"That's what I want and that's what your Mother wants as far as I know. Now it's up to you." Scott said.

"You have to be a good daddy," Jena said, pointing a finger at Scott.

"Well, I'm new to the job so," Scott pulled Jena completely onto his lap and sat her up. "You'd have to help me out a little bit but I'll do my best."

Jena looked at her mom who was also looking at her and smiled. She rolled off of Scott's lap and crawled herself over to Shelby.

She put her mouth right next to Shelby's ear and whispered, "He can be my daddy."

Shelby smiled and watched Jena go back to Scott. Jena poked her hand to Scott's side and instantly found his ticklish spot. Scott laughed and grabbed Jena's hand to cease the tickling.

"So, you like to tickle?" Scott asked with a smile. "Shelby, you might want to get off the bed."

As soon as Shelby was off the bed, Scott started to tickle Jena. Jena let out laughs and playful screams and Scott tickled her.

"Stop!" Jena screamed while still laughing.

Scott stopped and smiled down at Jena. Jena took the time Scott gave her and jumped on him. She started to tickle him again and laughed to herself as her plan worked. She wanted Scott to stop so she could tickle him and it worked. Scott pretended to be helpless and let Jena tickle him.

Shelby's smile grew so much as she watched the two play together. At watching Jena and Scott play together and realizing that this was it, this was how it was going to be for the rest of her life, the weight she was carrying finally lifted off her shoulders. Shelby realized that the reason the weight wasn't lifted when she told Jena before was because she needed Jena to accept it and to accept Scott and now that she did, Shelby was free of the weight she had since she left Scott so many years ago.

(A/N)- First off thanks for all the reviews from: Melms213, ScottandShelby334, hdrox, Linkie, keke1, twin muse, Ishbu girl, Ghostwriter, OliverWoodsGurl4life, Gabriela, iluvtv2much, OthfanAnna, nefftys, tribaltaisan, Ashlyn Alexis, Natalie Skywalker, Tracy ScottandShelbyfan,Mandy, LilSoccerBaby20, Ems, Grey Daze's Nirvana, Jessa Faerie, Neptunes Princess 2008ccampbell sweetgirl and jessmerrick. I'm happy you all enjoy this story!

I know this chapter was a little 'eh' but it was really difficult to write. Honestly, how do you tell a 5 year old something like this? I hope I did a semi-good job at this chapter. It's really all up to what you guys think so please review and let me know if you think I screwed up(like I think I kinda did) or if you guys think I did good or inbetween or whatever. Please just let me know what you think.