Warning: Awkward situations.

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Richard arrives home after being gone for a week visiting family out of state. Ashlynn had elected to remain home with Bucky to look after the farm in case any bad weather hit. Richard was thrilled that Bucky and his daughter are finally getting along. Since that night they were stuck together during a string of severe storms, they had been almost inseparable.

He finds the farm silent except for the sounds of the animals. He goes over to the barn and walks around the perimeter to see if he can find any sign of Ashlynn or Bucky, but there is nothing. He can clearly see Bucky's truck in the driveway so that must mean that the man is still on the premises somewhere. Heading into the house through the back, entering the kitchen, he expects to see Ashlynn there cooking, but nothing. All that he finds is leftovers from the night before and dirty dishes; that right there is not like Ashlynn; she hates to leave dirty dishes.

Not sure if he should start to worry yet or not he moves through the first level of the house and still finds nothing. Checking the time, there is no way that Ashlynn could possibly still be in bed; she has always been an early riser. Unless she has gotten sick?

Suddenly a scream can be heard from upstairs. He takes off running up the stair and to Ashlynn's room, bursting through the door.

"Ash, you okay? Ash?"

The room is empty, the bed looks untouched. It does not even look as though she had been in the room Another scream echos in the house. Panic begins to set in and he rushes over to the guest room where the screams are coming from,

"Ashlynn!"

He freezes, mouth falling open and eyes wide. He cannot believe the sight before him, he has to have hit his head at some point and it hallucinating.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

Bucky and Ashlynn quickly jerk apart and sitting up straight, using the sheet to cover their naked bodies.

"Daddy/Richard!"

He holds his hands up, "Don't. Get dressed and we will talk about this down stairs."

He leaves the room in a hurry; he needed something strong to drink. Be damn if it was not even 10 in the morning. He needs something to erase that image from his head.

Back in the bedroom, Ashlynn has her legs pulled up to her chest, hands covering her face.

Bucky lets out a small laugh, "Well, that is one way to tell your father about us."

Smacking him hard on the chest, she gapes at him with a red face, tears in her eyes, "Bucky! My father just walked in on us having sex! No time for joking!"

He cannot help but laugh, wrapping his arms around her to hold her to his chest. "I'm sorry," he says, "but this is not the first time I have had a father walk in on me with his daughter. This is the first time that the father also happens to be my boss and also this is the first time that more was going on that just making out."

She lets out a loud groan, "Not helping Bucky!" burying her head in her hands again.

The man simply kisses her on the top of the head and gets out of bed, slipping on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, "Come on Ashlynn. The quicker we go and confront your dad, the quicker it will be over with. And maybe it will not be as bad as you think it will be. So get up and go get dressed."

Ashlynn pokes her bottom lip out, whining, but does at he says. She uses the sheet to cover her body and makes her way to the door without a second look at Bucky. He grabs her by the arm, turning her around before she could leave the room and pulls her in for a toe curling kiss. Bucky curls his fingers through her hair to hold her in place. Ashlynn whimpers against his lips, clutching his shoulders and melts into his embrace.

He separate from her lips, nuzzling his nose against hers. He gently gazes down at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, "It will be alright Doll. This was bound to come out sooner or later. Or did you not want him to know ever?"

"No!" she shouts, eyes wide, "That is not it at all Bucky. I want my father to know about us. I just would rather my father never catch us in bed. I am mortified that he just walked in to see...us...and know I have to go down there and look him in the eyes. I want to tell him about us, I really, truly do. This is just not the ideal situation. What if he is angry with us because we did not tell him and he had to find out like this?"

Chuckling, "Well, you're not wrong there Doll. But just stay calm; I don't think he is going to be angry. Have you seen how happy he is to see us together? Richard is probably just in shock. Let's go talk to him and tell him the truth. Okay?"

"Okay Bucky."

She smiles, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his lips. Ashlynn rushes off to her room and changes into a pair of jean shorts and a pink tank top. Bucky stands outside of her bedroom door waiting for her. The moment she steps out, he takes her hand in his, fingers lacing together and head down to the kitchen.

"So how long has this been going? When did it start?" is Richard's first questions before the pair fully enters the kitchen.

He is sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of him along with an empty glass that Ashlynn would guess had a shot of whiskey in it. She flinches at the thought of making her father drink so early in the day. Bucky takes a hold of her hand, giving it a slight squeeze and moves over to the table to sit in front of Richard.

"A little over two months ago. The night you were away for the night and had me stay with Ashlynn." Bucky answers is a calm voice.

"I guess this explains why you have been getting along so well lately. Ash, when I told you I wanted you to get along with Bucky, this was not exactly what I had in mind."

Ashlynn nods, "Daddy, I have liked Bucky since the day he started working here. I just did not know how to act around him, and I guess it came off as me hating him. Are you mad?"

Richard sighs, running a hand down his face, "Were you ever going to tell me?"

"Of course Daddy."

"We had been talking this week about how to tell you when you got back. That up there was not what we had talked about. But I guess it works. Definitely an interesting story to tell in the future." Bucky said trying to lighten the mood.

"Bucky! Not helping." Ashlynn shouts at him, slapping him on the leg.

"Sorry Doll." he gives a slight pout, looking at her with his puppy eyes.

Shaking her head, Ashlynn leans over to kiss his cheek.

Richard sits there observing their interaction, seeing how Ashlynn's whole face lights up just looking at Bucky. He noticed how, from the moment they sat down, Bucky's eyes rarely left Ashlynn. He was sure if he thought about it more; he would realize that the evidence of Bucky and Ashlynn being a couple has been there all along. And if he thinks back farther, he would see the proof of Ashlynn and Bucky having feelings for one another

"Bucky, do you really care for my daughter?"

"I love her Richard. No doubt in my mind. You might think it is too early, but it's not. Not for me anyway." Bucky said without any hesitation.

"And Ashlynn?"

"I love him Daddy."

"Then no, I am not mad. As long as you are happy and being taken care of that is all I can ask for. Bucky, you better not hurt her; we live out in the middle of nowhere. No one will ever know you are missing. And please, let's never have a repeat of...earlier."

With that, Richard stands from his seat and walks around the table to kiss his daughter on the head, whispering a quick "love you" and then pats Bucky on the shoulder. He walks out of the room, leaving the couple on their own.

Ashlynn looks at her boyfriend, "That went better than I thought it would. I still feel bad."

He gently squeezes her hand, "I told you it would be alright," he says "and we just have to give in a little time. It will take a little time from him to adjust to the fact that we are a couple now."

She nods, resting her head on her hand, a small smile on her lips,

"So now what? We have the whole day to do anything we want?"

With a boyish grin, Bucky stand, pulling Ashlynn from the chair and into his arms, "How about, we go get dressed, pack things up and go have a picnic down by the river? Maybe stay out, lay in the bed of my truck to watch the sunset, stargaze?"

Beaming up at Bucky with large grey eyes, "That sounds perfect."

Ducking his head down, Bucky gives her a quick kiss. He lets her go to take her hand back into his and guides them upstairs to prepare for their date.

"Hey Bucky," Ashlynn starts,

"Yeah?"

"When do you think will be a good time to tell my father that he is going to be a granddaddy?"

Bucky's head snaps around, "What?!"