"Whoa! What's going on?" Wade asked, seeing Zoe going on a rampage. Clothes had been threw everywhere, books were scattered everywhere, CD's were tossed around, a few medals and trophies were scattered about.

"YOU!" Zoe seethed, throwing one of his shirts at him.

"What I do?" Wade asked, catching his shirt.

"Everything!" Zoe told him. She stopped what she was doing. "You knock me up, you're okay with it, then you move in and then you decided that this isn't your baby, because a friend weaseled his way into your damn head! Either you believe this is your child, no matter what anyone says, or you can go to hell. You decided, Wade." She went to storm past him, she hadn't intended to give him an ultimatum, she was looking for a shirt and his stuff had gotten in the way and everything came back to her from yesterday. It all snowballed out of control from there.

"Zoe," Wade sighed, blocking her path. "I'm truly sorry about that. I was stupid to ever listen to Tucker about that. I believe you, I really do believe you. What do I need to do to prove to you, that I believe you?" He was desperate, he'd do anything to stay apart of his child's life.

"It's not my job to tell you. Figure it out, Wade!" She yelled, jabbing him in the chest. Wade caught her by the wrist. She brought her left hand up, only for Wade to catch that hand. She struggled to get free, only to find herself against his chest, soft sobs coming out. Wade rubbed her back soothingly getting her to the bed. He laid down next to her, holding her firmly against him. Soft snores had taken over from the sobs. Wade maneuvered his way from the bed, careful not to disturb Zoe.

He needed his father.

"Whatcha, do now boy?" Earl asked, stepping from his car, seeing his youngest approach.

"Made, Zoe pissed at me and I have no idea how to fix it. I thought I had fixed it yesterday, but she's still mad at me." Earl ushered his son into the house, getting him some milk and cookies. "Don't you think I'm a bit old to have milk and cookies with my father?" Wade asked.

"Boy you are never too old for milk and cookies with your father. Your Momma was the same way. It's easier the second time around, but you don't need any more kids anytime soon." The last thing on his mind was more kids. This one was enough. "Sometimes it's not just about Zoe. But the baby."

"So by doing something for the baby, it'll show Zoe that I'm serious?" He asked, never thinking about it that way.

"Bingo." He had the perfect idea in mind.

"You stopped drinking?" Wade asked, seeing his dad drink his milk.

"How good of a Grandpa would I be, if I was drunk? Your Momma passing away, I didn't know how to cope, and now with this little baby, it's like a sign from her. I should have never started drinking, my responsibility was you and Jesse and I failed. It's time I get my act together." Maybe his baby was a sign from his mom. He was still proud of his father. For the first time in years he hugged his father.

"I'm proud of you and Dad, I love you."

"I'm the one proud of you, boy. I love you." Wade nodded, walking from the house, he had one more stop to make before getting everything he needed. The walk to the cemetery wasn't a far walk and he was there in no time, going straight to his mom, he sat on the grass.

"It's been a while, Ma and for that I'm sorry. Life is pretty hectic at the moment. Remember that girl, I told you I thought I had fallen for? She's here, Ma. She's my girlfriend. I hope I don't screw it up. Dad always went on about loving you the very first time he saw you. That's how I feel about, Zoe. Every time I see her, I have knots in my stomach, my day gets better. She's having my baby. I know it's not ideal, but the more I learn, see and hear at the appointments, I'm excited. I never knew how incredible having a kid could be. These first 9 months they're just as important as the rest of his or her's life, isn't it?" Wade asked, looking at the flowers that grew by his mom. The ones he had planted when he was ten. Being able to come and get everything off his chest, to his mom, always helped clear his mind. Now was no different.

"Wade means good by his intentions, but he can be pretty stupid about things. He's never had a girlfriend, let alone one that is having his baby. This a huge adjustment for him like it is for you. Him and George are best friends, but Wade can be a little put off when it comes to George," Lemon explained, over a sundae at the Rammer Jammer.

"Why?" Zoe asked. She didn't know that Wade had never had a girlfriend before. She dated a few boys, but they were nothing serious. Not the way she felt about Wade anyway.

"He thinks that George has the prefect life. A father that wants his son to be the best, a loving mother and a brother he gets along with. Not to mention that things come easy for George."

"And Wade has a drunk as a father, he lost his mother and his brother wants nothing to do with him," Zoe guessed, playing in what was left of her ice cream.

"That and things have been hard for him. I've never seen him this happy and excited for anything in his life, not since his Momma passed away. He says stupid things, Zoe but most guys do. Try not to let it bother you." Zoe chewed her lip, Lemon was right.

"I have something to do, Lemon. Thanks for the advice, I really do appreciate it." She had woke from her nap, Wade was gone, he had left a little note saying he was going to see his dad. Zoe was in the midst of cleaning her mess up when Lemon walked in. Zoe explained everything to her. Lemon helped clean the rest of it, without saying a word. It was decided after that they would go get some ice cream.

"We're friends, Zoe. That's what I'm here for." Zoe gave her a smile and headed out, passing the cemetery. She stopped hearing Wade talk.

"I was an idiot to ever let Tucker's words get to me. I have no doubt that it's my baby. I can't miss out on my child's life, I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be the man you would have raised me to be. I love you, Ma. I won't stay gone quite so long." Zoe was waiting to get an earful when Wade walked out and saw her eavesdropping. She knew she shouldn't have been listening in, she just couldn't make herself move from her spot. Wade had never showed. Slowly Zoe opened the gate entering the cemetery. She walked until she found what she was looking for.

Jacqueline Kinsella
Beloved wife and mother

"Hi, I'm Zoe, the mother of Wade's baby. I'm sure he's told you all about that. He doesn't know I'm here. So it's our little secret for now. I want to tell you that Wade has been nothing but amazing this far. I'm still amazed he can deal with all the constant mood swings. He makes me happy," Zoe said with a smile, rubbing her small baby bump. "You'd be proud of him. I think I've already fallen in love with him. No matter what, he's going to be apart of his child's life. There is no way around that. I'll be back, Mrs. Kinsella. Would you like that?" Zoe asked, feeling a gentle breeze. "I'll be back soon."