Huck stared at her not believing her answer. A close friend had came and taken Kate away, afterward Huck pursued his answer. Why did she have that gun and who did she get it from? Did she expect him to really believe it was Jesse's?

"I don't care if you believe me or not, it's the truth. This is the only reason that I forced Gideon to leave my apartment before you showed up." Huck continued to stare at her, "At least say something."

"Did your father teach you how to shoot?"

"I'd rather not talk about him-"

"I didn't ask what you wanted, I asked did he teach you how to shoot."

"I don't want to discuss him right now." Quinn said again, her eyes moved from side to side quickly. She looked like a trapped animal.

"Quinn, I need to know-"

"Yes, Huck! Yes, he taught me. My father was not mentally equipped to have a child and when my mother died he became worse." Huck watched as she balled her fist, "He was a war vet, he had a short temper and spent more time drinking than being a father. He told me that one day I would need to know how to protect myself, that there were evil people out here." She looked away from him for the first time and stared down at an empty spot on the ground and smirked bitterly. "He may have been a bad dad, but at least he was an honest one."

"Quinn, I didn't ask to make you angry, I asked because-"

"Because you think I can't protect myself. Because you're worried that one day you'll leave and I'll end up missing. Like I told you Huck, I'm not your child. I'm nobody's child."

"Your father is still alive-"

"I'm dead to him." Quinn said angrily, she grabbed her purse off the couch and moved quickly towards the door, Huck moved faster than her and blocked the door. "Move, Huck."

"I'm not letting you leave here like this." She looked away from him but he could still see the tears. Huck had made many people cry in his lifetime, some of those people he cared for and others he didn't. This time he knew he had crossed a line. "You talked to him didn't you?"

"I thought you were following me everywhere."

"No, I mean… I checked in on you but I still had jobs to do." Huck raised his hand slowly and turned her head towards him. "What happened?"

"He never looked so ashamed, he said he wished that I was less like him, that I had actually used my head before doing something so stupid. I mean, he thought I actually did it." Huck wrapped his arms around her as she leaned forward hiding her face in his chest, "He told me to never come back, that he wasn't going to get caught up in anything dealing with me. And that he didn't… didn't want me causing any trouble with his new family."

"He remarried?"

"Yes, around the time I went off to college and he moved to California." Huck stroked her hair gently, he wished he hadn't pushed her so hard. Ray Dwyer was obviously someone she didn't want to talk about. "I thought you knew."

"No, I didn't."

"I hate him, Huck."

"I know." He walked her over towards the couch and sat down, "Everything is going to be fine."

"Your daughter is in town." Gideon said once Ray Dwyer stepped from his car.

"I don't have a daughter."

"Oh, I know that's a lie. Your daughter is Lindsay Dwyer, she ran off and ended up getting arrested except she was exonerated." Ray's hand froze over the doorknob as Gideon down on the steps of his front porch. "You didn't know, did you?"

"I stopped checking."

"Yes, your Lindsay was framed." Ray pushed the key into the lock, "You still don't care, do you?"

"I'm not a good man, and I damn sure wasn't a great father. The last person she wants to see is me." Gideon was left sitting alone on his porch, he stood up after a few minutes and walked to his car. He was unaware of the eyes watching him. He arrived at his apartment a short while later. Someone knocked on the door just as he settled down in front of the television.

"Who is it?"

"UPS."

"Oh…" Gideon walked to the door, opened it and saw Huck instead. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You and I need to talk."

Huck had debated dropping Quinn off at the hotel but knew it would be safer that way. They sat in the silent car for a few minutes before Huck leaned over and kissed her. There was still so much he didn't know about her, she was so broken. He didn't want to fix her, he wanted to heal her. As he kissed her he wondered if she would just end up more broken because of it. He felt her hand move down his chest and stop at his lap, she pulled down his zipper before he grabbed her wrist.

"I'll see you in a while, I'll meet you at the airport."

"Alright." He was glad that she didn't fight him, he waited until he was sure she was safe inside and headed towards Ray Dwyer's house. The man's continued existence only served to bother him, he could kill him easily but thought it would be better to see what his new family was like. That's when he saw Gideon Wallace, the man was becoming a pest. Why was he so obsessed with Quinn and her family?

Huck followed him back to his apartment, he followed him silently down the hallway waiting until he was inside his apartment for a few minutes to knock on the door. Yes, Huck would finally get to talk to Gideon Wallace and put this problem to rest.

"Who is it?"

"UPS." Huck said, Gideon opened the door foolishly. Did Gideon even have any packages coming today?

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked, he folded his arms across his chest and scowled at me.

"You and I need to talk." Huck shoved him backwards and watched as Gideon lost his footing and fell backwards onto the floor. Huck walked inside, closing the door and stepping over him.

"You can't just-" Gideon hopped up and followed behind Huck. "Why the hell are you here? You already screwed my girlfriend."

"Your girlfriend?" Huck turned around slowly and looked him up and down. "Since when has she ever been your girlfriend? Your deal with Penelope was that you pretend to be her boyfriend and figure out if she was Lindsay Dwyer." Huck grabbed Gideon by his throat and began to squeeze, "She was never yours, she was always mine. Don't forget that."

"You...stupid… Penelope…" Huck released his throat and watched as Gideon fell to the floor holding his throat. "She cheated on Jesse too, what makes you think you're special?"

"We both know why I'm special." Huck stood next to him and kicked the side of his head, Gideon cried out and grabbed his head while rolling on the floor. "Quinn never cheated on Jesse. I'm Huck. I'm Damon Larkin. I'm so many people that you can't wrap your head around it. Quinn is important to me so my question is why are you still poking around in her life?"

"She'll be mine… when she realizes what you are… when she realizes what you do…"

"So this has nothing to do with Quinn." Huck picked him up off the floor by the collar of his shirt. "Where is he?"

"Who?"

"You know exactly who I'm talking about."

"I haven't the slightest idea," Gideon said and smirked, Huck punched him and held onto the collar as he crumpled to the floor. "You stupid-"

"Now I'm getting offended, Gideon." Huck said and dropped him on the floor.

"When she finds out-"

"When she finds out that you're framing our boss, that you're writing a story with David Rosen, and that you're housing him she won't want you back. You used her, and she never wanted you."

"You love her, don't you? That's why you're doing this? Penelope is going to-" Huck placed his booted foot on Gideon's throat.

"Penelope Smith is my problem, now." Huck said, "I should kill you, I should be creative with it but I won't, because she does care about you. If you keep pursuing this case it will lead to your death, and your family's torture."

"My family?" He said when Huck removed his boot from his throat.

"Julia and Devon Wallace, your younger sister Emily who is about to graduate from High School and Ethan Wallace, your younger brother who's a freshman. It will happen and it will be your fault. Don't let Charlie and Penelope get you killed."

"How do you know about Charlie?"

"We used to work together, I know his tricks." Huck pulled a needle out of jacket and leaned down and injected it into Gideon's neck. When Gideon stopped jerking and writhing he moved into his room, grabbed Gideon's laptop and left. He still had a flight to catch.

The only sound heard in their bedroom was the television, he could feel that she was tense and he was as well. Huck knew there was no way he could kill Gideon without having to kill David. He had explained the situation to Olivia and she told him she was not to touch David, that he was off limit and so was Gideon. He had been so close to snapping his neck when they were alone, he wasn't sure what possessed him to walk away but he was glad he did.

"Were the jobs classified?" Quinn asked, Huck turned and looked at her. "I mean, all of them."

"Yes, they're sealed property of the United States Government."

"So you worked for some secret agency?" She asked.

"Yes, I did."

"But what happened?"

"I was too good at my job, they said it had come to a point where I was too dangerous to be around people. You were my testing case, to see if I could get information without being violent." Quinn listened and wondered how violent he could be. She had barely seen him in action, and what she did see hadn't been violent but she did notice he moved quickly and didn't leave much at a scene. Not with Penelope or Kate.

"So you could have killed me?" Quinn asked, he opened his mouth to speak and snapped it shut again. "I can see why someone would think you were violent," She reached out and grabbed his hand interlacing it with her own.

"Quinn, I was...am… a bad person. I've done bad, unforgivable things for this country… and for myself… I had a problem." He moved closer to her, he wanted to make sure he worded everything carefully. He didn't want to scare her away, he wanted to be honest but knew that all honesty came at a price. "I liked to hurt people… it was fun for me because everyone was bad… but I… I was good. Then they locked me away for a while and I was assigned one case with violence and one without violence. I thought there was nothing but bad people in the world, then I met you…"

"And you thought I was nice."

"You are nice, there's nothing wrong with being nice, Quinn." He reached up and touched her, it was awkward but she leaned into him.

"And what if I'm not so nice? What if I turn out to be a bad person?" Quinn asked. "Will there be something wrong with me?" Huck could hear the unanswered question that she hadn't asked, she wanted to know if something was wrong with her.

"No, not you." He said and leaned forward to kiss her, "Everything would be fine."

"Where did you go after you dropped me off?" Quinn asked and Huck's lips were so close to her own.

"I went to see your father but I found Gideon instead."