The next day Tim woke up and laid in bed smiling. He had gotten his girl back, not with much effort, but none the less they would be together again. The events to the prior night were running through his head as he remembered dinner and kissing Lyla to being punched. He felt bad for the guy, he had practically stolen his life away but Tim shrugged it off.

Rolling out of his makeshift bed Tim realized he needed to get himself out of his brother's house. He needed to find himself a job first; maybe he'll find something with the panthers. Then he'll look for a house for him, Lyla and Carter, his new family. He smiled to himself as he got dressed and headed out into the kitchen to prepare him breakfast and coffee.

He realized as he poured cereal that the house was eerily quiet, looking around he found a clock. Half past noon the clock read, the sun was now pouring in through the blinds spilling into the kitchen. Tim ran over his plans for the day while finishing up breakfast. After cleaning up after himself he grabbed his keys from his room and headed out the door.

Walking out onto the field gave him a sense of home, a sense of his old life. Tim walked to the middle of the football field where the Panther's signature 'P' sat. He reminisced of the blood and sweat that he left on this field. He looked over to the side line, picturing Lyla standing there in her uniform cheering on the team. He remembered the nights he snuck out onto the field with Smash, Street, and Saracen and couldn't help but smile to himself.

"What are you doing out here?" Tim heard from behind him. He turned around to see Billy walking towards him; he looked funny in his blue polo and Panther's hat. Billy couldn't pull off the head coach look quite like Coach Taylor could.

"Just reminiscing." Tim said as he caught a ball that Billy had thrown his way.

"Thinking back to the good days?" His brother asked as he grew near.

Tim smiled in response and sucked in his breath and exhaled quietly. Here goes nothing he thought. "Do you by any chance need help with the team, Billy?" Tim looked down at his feet, fearing his own brother would deny his help.

"You want to coach?" Billy questioned as he came within feet of Tim.

"Yeah, I do." Tim replied glancing up at his brother.

Tim tossed the ball to his brother and watched him toss it around in his hands as he contemplated his final answer. "You gunna help get us to state?" Billy asked smirking at him.

"Yes." Tim said instantly smiling at his brother.

"Go long, if you catch this then you can have the job and get us to state." Billy responded.

He pulled the ball back to his ear and Tim took off down the field turning his head to look for the pass. Billy pulled back and threw the ball forward letting it roll of the tips of his fingers. Tim turned his body as he saw the ball come within reach; he caught the ball and pulled it into his chest and cradled it. Tim threw his arms up, the ball in one hand and shouted as he jumped up into the air. He jogged back to his brother who was happily waiting for him at the 50 yard line.

"Take us to state, little brother" Billy said as he clapped him on the back.

Tim was ecstatic about his new job position; he loved football and was glad he didn't have to give it up entirely after his injury. Jumping into his truck he pulled out of the parking lot, he and Billy had talked endlessly about them working together for the Panthers. He knew he had to tell Lyla immediately about the new development he had made, she would be proud of him for making progress.

He took the back roads, deciding to take time to think before giving Lyla the good news. Tim wanted to decide what the next step was for him and Lyla. They should move in together, but not in her house because that's where she lived with Jordan. First, they should probably talk to Carter about the new developments. Everything was coming into focus for Tim, something he felt he lacked for the past five years. Before it felt like he was being shoved here and there, being told what to do and what to say. Now it was was like he was breaking free of it all, from the football player lifestyle and he knew he was on the road to something good.

Tim was lost in thought and didn't realize the smoke emerging from the hood of his truck. He snapped out of his trance when he heard the truck starting to make noises and pulled the car over immediately to the side of the road. Jumping out he lifted up the hood to take a look and he was flooded with smoke. Swatting it all away so he could get a better look, when he couldn't he stepped away to let the engine cool out itself.

Grabbing his phone from the pocket of his jeans Tim gave a quick call to Billy asking him to come out and help him out. As he waited Tim sat by his truck, growing bored he got up and examined his surroundings. The side he was parked on was a field, the grass was cut short and trees were scattered. Small hills erupted in random areas of the field; in the far left corner he found glimpses of what looked to be a house and barn. He noticed to the right of him a for sale sign. Tim shot his eye brows up in surprise and opened the gate to the field so he could examine it better.

When Billy finally showed up, Tim walked up from his adventure around the empty plot of land. He walked the whole property, going unseen from anyone in the house or from the road. Hoping to scope out the entirety of the place in private, he knew from the moment he first laid eyes on it that he loved it. Tim didn't even need a look in the house or barn; he wanted this place in the condition it was.

Coming back to his truck Billy was there waiting for him already working on his truck. "Tim, you could have fixed this in your sleep." Billy said as Tim reached the truck.

"I know, I just wanted to put you to work." Tim countered. He watched as his brother fixed his truck, talking along the way. When Billy was finished Tim finally spoke up about the land. "Hey, Billy, Come take a look at this."

Tim led Billy into the field and extended his arms, pointing to the amazing piece of scenery in front of them. "Wow." Was all that escaped from Billy's lips.

"I know." Tim nodded. Taking in the surroundings for a second time, letting it all sink in. "It's endless."

The brothers stood there for a few minutes, soaking in the way the sun was starting to fall behind the trees. The slight breeze swaying branches, it was truly beautiful. Tim knew, this was the place where he was going to live, where Carter was going to grow up, this was home. He took down the number on the for sale sign before retreating back to his truck. He waved to Billy as he took off back home.

Tim remained sitting in his truck, staring back out onto the land. He never wanted to leave this place; this place was going to be his new home, all fifty acres. Tim was finally able to pull himself away from the side of the road and headed off to Lyla's house. He was ecstatic to tell her the good news. He had a job, a home and a family. Tim smiled to himself at the progress that he had made in just a day. For once, he was headed in the right direction and he wasn't scared but rather happy and content.

A/N: Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! Hoping to post the next one as soon as possible. Feel free to review and leave any suggestions. :)