It might have taken me a long time to post this chap and I'm sorry for that but I've been having so much on my mind lately! Christmas shopping and needing to finish things before christmasholidays and such! Hope you're not too mad !

I made this chap a bit longer and I think you'll like this one. It's in V POV and D POV. And Maybe they'll finally make up? Will They or Not?

The last shot to fix things between them or will it be doomed forever? Find out ;)

ENJOY!

V POV

I sat down in one of the booths on the toilet. It felt kind of good to finally be alone, somewhere no one could see me. In school my friends always mingled around me or Marc was there. I love having all of them around and things were really working for Marc and me I really like having him around but I sometimes miss the silence. I can't get it in school or home. Not even at night.

At home things had been kind of crazy lately. And I guess sometimes I think that maybe I should've taken things more maturely or something. I understand what's up but I'm still only fourteen! I'm just starting out my life, about to get my first boyfriend and I I've finally settled with the thought of no dad in my picture. I'm fine. Then suddenly there is one and this time it's true. Nothing fake.

Not a man pretending he's my dad only to love my mother. He already loves my mother and later fins out that he's my biological father.

I snorted as I thought of it. Father. Dad. Big daddy! I sighed deeply burying my face in my hands. What is going on with the world?

In my right mind I want to think that I'm too hard on my mother. She's doing everything she can to make me happy and it's not like she planned of starting to date my gym teacher and then fall head over heels for his big muscles as "charming" personality.

Or that she started noticing slight things how a like us kids were so much like Dimitri. The Belikov. Before just my annoying gym teacher that loved to bug me about running some goddamn laps or try harder at soccer, even to swim faster when I was fastest in class. Now he's the man that created me, with my mother- I shivered, don't think of it like that ever again! I told myself as I stopped my thoughts.

On the other side I'd love to think that this is their entire fault. If my mother hadn't went on that stupid meeting that day they wouldn't have met and this wouldn't have happened. I would have been all sunshine feeling good when everything was working out fine. Enduring Belikov I guess I could handle only if he was far away from me. But now he's too close and way to close to my mother and her bed. I freaking heard them last night!

The silence is off at home cause I have three siblings that are having some serious problems keeping their mouth shut or my mom is talking to Dimitri over the phone they're both laughing in the kitchen. At night I's hard to sleep with all the thoughts that's bombing my head and making me go insane will all the theories. Like they are right now. And then there's the sex. Or Lovemaking as mom likes to call it. Why can't they just keep their hands to their sides and give one another a quick peck and then it's over? It's not that hard. At least it shouldn't be.

I wish mom never met Belikov. My life would've been so much easier with out him!

Then that annoying better side of me – which I must've gotten from Belikov cause I would never get it from mom – the better part that makes me think more about my mom then myself. How miserable she would be without Dimitri. How good he is for her and how well he works with the younger kids and to them a father really could straighten them out. ARGH! I hate this side… Better is so not easier.

I left the bathroom walking to my locker finding a good-looking surprise leaning against the door playing with my lock. He wore that special smile that made the butterfly flutter their wings in my stomach and wanting him closer than was humanly possible

"Hathaway" He smiled, "I've been waiting for you"

"Lucky me" I flirted and winked reaching out with my hand to open my locker. Our hands met and I felt his warm skin against mine. I could feel a warm gooey feeling run through my and our eyes met. Both of us smiled as we recognized the feeling in one another's eyes. He moved away so I could open my locker. He leaned up against the locker next to mine and I didn't bother to move away as I opened my locker, I liked being this close to him.

"So was there something special or were you just out for my amazing self?" I raised a brow.

"Funny" He smirked, he leaned closer and I felt like things couldn't get better right now! "I want wondering if you wanted to hang out after school? We could be at my place"

His smiled had grown into a more genuine not creepy smile that made it very inviting for me to be with him. I smiled, "Sounds like a good plan"

His smile grew he's so cute! "Then I'll see you here after school" And before I could react he leaned forward giving me a kiss on the cheek. I gasped and then he was gone practically running down the halls. A big phony smile grew on my lips and I couldn't seem to get it off. He'd just asked me to hang out at his place and then kiss me. HE KISSED ME! My cheek, but it's still me. Oh god, things just go so much better!

"Ve?" I heard mom's voice on the other side of the phone.

"Yeah it's me," I answered as I headed for the lockers getting my bag and jacket before Marc would meet me. "I'm not coming home for dinner, I'm hanging out with-" I froze, "A-a friend!" I stammered. Damn, I knew this was going to make mom curious. Shit…

"Oh really?" she asked and I knew I was screwed. "And who is this friend?"

"It's just a friend" I said opening my locker. She chuckled, "Then tell me who h- I mean it is" She was so onto me. I groaned and sighed, "Fine I'm going to Marc's place"

"Ooh, is it the Marc?" She asked sounding excited.

"Shut up" I hissed through the phone but I could feel the blush on my cheeks. I looked around checking if he was here. He wasn't.

"Yes it's Marc, you don't have to yell"

She snickered, "Sorry, I'll save you some dinner. When will you be home?"

"I don't know, eight?" I shrugged.

"That late? Honey it's starting to get dark, let's say seven"

"Aw c'mon mom!" I whined. "You know this is a big deal, please let me stay until eight!"

There was some silence and then she sighed, "Ok, but only this once. Text me when you leave ok?"

"Sure" I smiled feeling the good mood creep back up on me. We said goodbye and I hung up having a goofy smile on my lips again. I put my books in my locker and grabbed my bag getting ready to leave as soon as Marc got here.

"Get that stupid smile of your lips, you're bad enough as it is" Heather's annoying high-pitched voice rang in my ears. Heather was one of those annoying and completely spoiled girls that has their spot on all high school in the US.

She had a thing for everyone, either it was a good one or a not so good one. Earlier she was alright and didn't bother with me. Now it has completely turned around. It all started when Marc and I started hanging out. Little did I know that the bitch liked him a little too much and now the war was declared and I was going to win!

I rolled my eyes towards her comment, "Well Heather" I said turning towards her "At least I know how to smile"

"If you call that a smile I think the world is better of with out it" she shot back. I was growing so tired of this. So Marc liked me more than her, though love! It's not really my fault.

"Look Heather just get out of my face, I haven't done anything to you"

"Oh yeah?" She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, "Except from brain washing Marc so he barely notice me anymore. You're a total witch!" She was up in my face and I might be childish but hell no she can get up in my face like that. I pushed her away from me, "Back off!"

"Exactly, back off! We both know Marc would've picked me so just suck it up and leave." She said fiercely. I sighed trying to keep my temper, "Look Heather I didn't-"

"Yes you did! Don't you dare lie to my face!" her voice rising.

"Are you saying I'm a liar?" I asked through clenched teeth. She smirked as she noticed this was a soft spot of mine. I might be a lot of things but a liar is not one of them. I kept my mouth shut. Her smirk grew as she walked closer. "I think you are" she said walking around me in a circle. The hunter prey sense felt more real and I couldn't help but to feel helpless.

"I think you're just a big ugly lousy-"

"That's enough Heather!" Marc's voice cut her off and she stopped before she could finish. Her face lit up into a big bright smile, "Marc! I didn't see you, how are you?"

I was standing there shooting her daggers but she barely noticed me. Then something warm touched me. I didn't need to look I just knew it was a hand and not just any hand. Marc's hand, "Good" He said shortly, "Better if you left"

I didn't glace over at Marc but I knew his face was serious and his voice cold. Heather's face turned icy and her lips tensed and eyes narrowed. "Fine" She huffed crossing her arms over her chest. "But this is not over" her eyes met mine and it was obvious who the message was sent to. She didn't move and I raised a brow silently asking if the message hadn't gone through for her to leave.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she spun around on her heel and strutted away. I felt my shoulders relax as she disappeared around the corner I exhaled.

I felt a light squeeze around my hand and I instantly looked up meeting Marc's eyes. Firstly worry flashed in them but as a smile crept up on my lips happiness shone through and went all the way to his lips. I snickered as he bit down his lower lip, "What are you staring at?" I didn't know where to look, feeling his gaze upon me felt like I had something in my face.

"You" he smiled full heartedly and I shipped for air taking a step back hitting my locker. His eyes narrowed playfully as his fingers started playing with mine, "Ready to go?"

"Yeah uh-" I cleared my throat, "Just need my bag" I opened my locker again grabbed my bag and jacket and locked up again. Marc grabbed my hand again and we walked down the hall. I couldn't help but to look down and see if it was real. I almost wanted to pull out my phone and take a picture but that would totally ruin the moment…

He had his bike outside. He told me to hop on the carrier since he was driving. He grabbed my bag as I hopped on and away we went. It was a bit shaky at first and I couldn't help not to laugh as he almost ran over a guy outside the local body shop.

"Stop laughing" he chuckled as he finally found a balance and started to speed up the pace.

"Sorry" I snickered. "You're doing fine now"

As I said that the bike made a wrong turn and off we fell. I shrieked in the fall but to my surprise I landed on something soft. I propped myself up to see what I landed on. Marc. His face twisted in a hurting way and he looked so pathetic I busted out laughing.

"What's so funny?" he croaked half smiling as he looked over at me. I chuckled, "You"

His smile grew and he nudged my shoulder, "Like you could do it better"

I took it as a challenge pursing my lips smiling slightly helping him up, "Matter a fact I can" I got the bike off the ground, "C'mon" I handed him my bag and sat on the saddle.

To my surprise he didn't doubt sitting down like I think most guys would've. We shared a smile before I started biking.

"Damn" he snickered, "I didn't know you actually were better than me"

"I've been doing this for a long time" I said as I drove past house after house. "When mom had to work I picked up Ben or Abby and rode them home, I'm an expert"

I felt his hands snake around my waist, the heat from his skin burning through my jacket. I gasped for air feeling slightly dizzy.

"What is it Hathaway? Distracted?" I could hear the smirk in his voice. I made a nervous laugh as we got closer to his house, "Shut up"

We were sitting in his living room watching a movie. I had curled up in one of the corners as he had taken the spot in the middle. I glazed over at him as he had chosen the movie and put it in. His half long hair looked so good from here!

Right then he turn around meeting my gaze. a grin tugged at his lips and I smiled back. He flopped down on the couch next to me but a bit farther away then I preferred but I didn't say anything. The movie started and we sat there in the dim lit room and I was kind of hoping he would scoot closer by now. But nope he just sat there. I sighed and watched the movie instead.

After a while I realized I started to get cold. I think I was mainly nervous being this close to him alone but I had times when I would start to freeze with out really knowing why. My fingers were cold and I crossed my legs under me to get some warmth from my butt. I pressed my hands down under my thighs getting goose bumps on my arms as a shiver went through me. I got one hand free from under me and as I was about to rub my arm to get rid of the goose bumps as I felt that familiar warmth around my fingers. That same warmth that I felt earlier today, Marc's hand.

I looked up meeting his gaze and smile, "You could've told me if you were cold" he said scooting closer. "I thought you were that kind of girl that told the guy what to do"

I snorted slightly as he came closer, "I didn't know you wanted me to be the man in your own house"

He chuckled and moved an arm around me pulling me close. I leaned into him searching for warmth and I just loved the way his shirt smelled like. I relaxed as he held me close and I snuggled into his side.

I felt his mouth close to my ear and I held my breath waiting for him to speak.

"I don't mind some Hathaway control"

I smiled as I exhaled looking up towards him, "You'll regret saying that Zeklos" I teased and he chuckled.

Silence fell after that but it was one of those comfortable silences. I felt warm and fuzzy and I didn't want to more ever again. The movie ended and we watched the credits to. I smiled as he leaned his head against mine taking a deep breath hopefully smelling my hair. Thank god I showered!

"Your hair smells good"

YES! GOD YES he just smelled my hair and thought it smelled good! I squealed in my head.

I snickered, "I guess I should say thank you"

He chuckled, "Sorry, that was weird"

"I like weird" I said as I watched his hand rest on my shoulder. "I could get use to this"

Did I just say that out loud?

"Me to" he smiled.

"What time is it?" I asked when I realized I had a time schedule. "I promised mom to be home at eight"

I felt him move beneath me to check his cell, "I think that plan just crashed, it's ten past eight"

I sat up straight, "What?" I got out of the couch, "Gosh, mom is going to kill me! She going to kill me so damn much" I freaked as I half ran towards the door. I searched for my shoes found them and fumbled them on then I started looking for my jacket.

I heard Marc appear "Do you really have to leave?"

I looked up meeting his gaze. He looked a bit disappointed and lonely. I took a deep breath to calm down and straightened myself up after putting on my jacket.

"I kind of promised mom to be home… I'm sorry but uh- I-I mean we could do this again"

I mumbled, I looked down not wanting to meet his sad eyes. "I mean I really um- I really like being with you and I-I-I Ki-kind of like you, you know? And I thought-"

I hadn't realized that during the time I was stumbling over my own words Marc and moved closer and was now standing his feet flush with mine. As I noticed this mid sentence I looked up and before I could continue warm lips met mine. Firstly my eyes went wide and I was taken aback. Then when his hands laced through mine I felt this wave of warmth run through me and I instantly relaxed into the kiss.

His lips were warm and soft as they slowly caressed mine. His lips were so addictive it felt like I couldn't get enough. I tugged his hands closer towards me bringing his lips closer to mine then they already was.

After about a minute we slowly pulled away. "Wow" he murmured against my lips. A smile spread on my face and I couldn't help myself from leaning in stealing one more kiss. Why didn't this happen earlier?

I slowly walked home not wanting the warm feeling on my lips to disappear. I wanted to keep it forever and ever and then a little bit more. I started walking through the park still wearing that goofy smile on my lips. I felt so silly yet I didn't care because Marc had kissed me. He really had kissed me! ME.

I was lost in my thoughts when a sudden noise woke me up and I stopped dead in my tracks.

"I thought I told you to get rid of that ugly smile of yours"

I spun around as the voice broke out from the darkness. I knew that voice anywhere. Heather.

My face went grim and I glared into the darkness, "Only cowards hide in the dark" I spoke loudly showing no fear.

She huffed as I heard her move in the darkness, "I'm not the coward here Hathaway you are. Hiding behind Marc will get you nowhere. It's just sad and pathetic"

"I wasn't hiding, he just backed me up" I snapped angry cause she just ruined my awesome mood. I don't even think Dimitri could've ruined the mood I was in, but Heather definitely could.

"Yeah right, you're just as pathetic as your mom is" I felt ice cold fear run through me, I clenched my teeth "What did you say?"

She appeared underneath one of the streetlights with a big smirk plastered on her lips. "I said she's pathetic and so are you. I didn't know it could get more fun with you having a desperate mother but now with Belikov" she laughed to herself, "It's just hilarious"

"Don't you dare to talk about them like that" I snapped taking a step forward, "They don't have anything to do with this"

"Oh" she said with a whiny voice, "Is little Veronica grumpy?" She had that annoying high-pitched tone that could make me go insane. She came closer now standing face to face with me. "Useless. One of the many words to describe you"

I know I shouldn't listen to this, I'm a Hathaway for Christ sake, but right now I just felt vulnerable. Weak and vulnerable and it was hard not letting her words get to me.

"What is it Ve? Cat caught your tongue?"

She shoved me back and I felt tears forming in my eyes and I gained my balance. But I kept my mouth shut. She laughed, "Oh Ve you're so pathetic it's not even funny. So weak, weak and useless and that ugly smile of yours the world would be so much better off without it-"

"I think you better not finish that sentence Ms. Voda, I wouldn't want to hurt you more then necessary" Both of us turned to the dark figure that stood with proud posture under the streetlight Heather had been standing under a few minutes ago. I recognized the voice, then the shape.

It was no other then Dimitri Belikov.

D POV

Rose had said something about Ve meeting up with Marc and that she was coming home around eight. She was working late since she and the girls had to fix a few things before the Christmas shopping spree that would soon enter the mall. So I was in charge of the kids for the night.

Ben was sitting by the computer playing some games, Abby was in her room with her friend Alice who was sleeping over for the night and Alex was right next to me as I finished dinner. Time was a little bit past seven and I'd promised Rose to save some food for her and Ve.

I scooped up food on all the kids' plates and put them on the table telling them it was ready. Abby and Alice came first as they were talking about some Barbie they both wanted for Christmas and how cool it would be if they both got matching Ken's. I put that thought in memory so I could buy it for her for Christmas. I think that would be a good start on this whole father figure thing. It's not like I'm buying her, but I don't want her to get disappointed in our first Christmas.

Ben came around and sat down as I helped Alex into his chair and sat down and we ate together. Ben asked me about some math problems he wanted me to help him with and I told him that I would be glad to help him. So after I finished the dishes we sat down and did his homework.

"See you got it already" I smiled. Ben's face lit up, "It's only cause you helped me" He snickered, "If mom helped me I would get nowhere, when it comes to math she isn't good for anything"

"She's good at a lot of other things though" I smiled. I don't think we were thinking about the same things but the things I were thinking about. Were some pretty good things I smiled to myself.

I checked my watch expecting it to be around eight but to my surprise it was a bit past half past eight. I frowned Ve should've been home half an hour ago. I got my phone dialing her number Rose had given me earlier. No answer.

"Ben" I said calmingly as I got up and went for the door, "Can you be in charge for a few minutes? I'll just need to check something, I'll call Abe over so he'll be here in five ok?" I said knowing I had his full attention.

"What's wrong?" He asked worry flashing in his eyes.

"Nothing" I smiled reassuringly, "I just need to go meet Ve"

He nodded I kissed his forehead picking up my phone dialing Abe's number.

"Belikov, what a nice surprise" Abe's voice sounded cheery on the other side.

"Abe I need you over at the house as soon as you can ok?" I said as I walked towards the car. He heard on my tone it was serious.

"I'm on my way, what's going on?" I could hear him move as he spoke.

"Ve should've been home half an hour ago and she ain't picking up so I'm going out to check if she's on her way home or if anything has happened" I started driving slowly the way Rose told me se would take home looking around closely.

"Ben's home and so is the rest of the kids, I'll call when I find her"

"You're a good man Belikov" Was all he said before he hung up. I sighed I just hope I'm not a too lousy father.

I was driving around when I finally got to the park I knew she would cross through. There were some lights along the way but I didn't see much. I came closer when I heard something faint so I pulled over and turned off the engine to see if I recognized something.

Or more like a voice. Heather Voda from one of my classes. She was in the same grade as Ve but in the other class. Then I heard something that sounded like Ve's voice. I opened my door and the voices grew louder they were close by. I locked the car and focused on their voices trying to find them. At first I was glad she wasn't alone but as I got closer I wasn't so sure anymore.

Heather's voice was ice cold and loud and now I was close enough to pick up words that came out of her mouth.

"…seless. One of the many words to describe you" It was Heather's voice that carried through. I didn't like her tone and I definitely didn't like her choice of words. Was she talking to Ve?

"What is it Ve? Cat caught your tongue?"

I had my answer, I felt my face go grim. Heather was known as the suck up type. Nice on the outside but evil on the inside and I didn't like the combination of her and Ve alone in the park. I came closer taking the scene in. They hadn't noticed me.

Heather was face to face with Ve. What surprised me was the emotion on Ve's face. To me she's always been known as the strongest Hathaway picture. Now she just look scared, scared and lonely.

"Oh Ve you're so pathetic it's not even funny." Anger grew within and I stepped forward into the light crossing my arms over my chest. Heather continued, "So weak, weak and useless and that ugly smile of yours the world would be so much better off without it-"

"I think you better not finish that sentence Ms. Voda, I wouldn't want to hurt you more then necessary" I cut her off by the end of her sentence. My voice was cold and harsh. Both of them spun around and I shot Heather a glare as she became my focus.

Heather's eyes went wide as she saw it was me and so did Ve's. But I guessed Heather was the one afraid since Ve had no reason to.

"I don't like your tone Heather" I said thoughtfully taking my time to make my words go to more use. "And I definitely don't like your choice of words"

Heather let out a shaky breath as I saw her trying to gain courage to stand up to me. Bad choice…

"W-we're not in school so y-you can't say anything Belikov" She tried to sound cocky but failed. I narrowed my gaze taking slow step forward as I spoke, "Is that so? Then I will tell you a few things Ms. Voda and I think that you should listen very carefully. Firstly I do have everything to do with this because Ve is a friend of mine and I don't like you talking shit to anyone that's close to me. I don't want you talking shit to no one do you understand?" I raised my voice slightly. "Secondly you made a very bad choice going against a Hathaway and especially calling Rose first born pathetic, you should wake up the sleeping bear and if you don't want hell on your back I think you should say your best apologies to Veronica before something bad happens"

Heather gulped visibly. I knew I had gotten to her and I was getting to her good. I didn't say Ve was my child because that is to no use for Heather to know. All she needed to know was that if she messed with Ve she messed with me. And you don't want to mess with me!

"I-I" Heather strutted. I raised a brow, "Well?"

"Sorry" she murmured. Ve crossed her arms cross her chest our postures were a like.

"I don't think she heard you" I said wanting her to say it properly.

"Alright, alright I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'll back off and never talk to you again!" She said backing off slightly looking at Ve and then towards me. "Can I leave now?" she asked.

"One more thing" I said grabbing my phone, "What's your parents number?"

"You wouldn't dare" she said through clenched teeth.

"Do you really want to go there Voda?" I asked with an ice-cold glare on her. She swallowed mumbling a few numbers I dialed. She was not getting off that easily…

I got Ve in the car and things were kind of awkward. We hadn't spoken after I'd the Voda's had left after picking Heather up and me explaining the situation to her mother. Now that, that was off my hands it was only Ve and I left. She sat silently next to me as I drove home. I didn't really know what to say. I wasn't really her favorite person. And what are you suppose to say after a situation like this?

So much for being a good dad…

I knocked three times on her door. This was it. It's time to start fixing this sort of relationship up. Right now.

I heard her voice from the inside, "Go away Dimitri"

I frowned slightly, how did she know it was I? I opened the door even if she hadn't told me to seeing her sitting on her bed leaning her back against the door looking out the window. She looked a lot like Rose with her dark hair falling down her shoulder faint curls on the end of the strands. I can't even imagine she's a part of me, in a good way. She looks so much like Rose.

"How did you know it was me?" I asked slightly dumbfounded cupping my neck with my hand. Her eyes moved from the window and found mine. They narrowed slightly pursing her lips.

"My brothers' and sister never knocks and my mother knocks' twice" She said shortly. "You knocked three times like you do in school and when you knock on our door when you're here to see mom"

I studied her. I've never thought of that, but I guess she noticed all the details. Just like I use to when I was younger. I still do but not in the same exact way. Maybe I am a part of her only it's not visible.

"I don't really want to talk right now…" She said suddenly looking down at her hands. I stepped forward pulling out the chair to her desk. I sat down slowly not moving my gaze away from her.

"Maybe I can talk and you'll just listen," I said softly "Ok?"

She shrugged and I barely noticed but since my eyes were on her I noticed the small gesture. I rested my elbows on my knee's leaning forward focusing on what to say and how to say it the right way.

"I'm sorry if I ruined a lot of your time lately but I firstly just wanted to assure you that I didn't mean to and you can say and think what ever about me but please just hear me out before you judge me" I said and paused letting her take it in.

"I know how it feels getting use to having only your mother as your legal guardian. When the father figure isn't needed and you feel like everyone else that tries to interfere will hurt the picture"

Her head snapped up and her eyes looked at me like I was insane. I was right she felt exactly what I was saying.

"I don't have a father anymore and I feel very secure with having just my mother, grandmother and sisters. They're my family and I don't need a father in that picture"

I met her gaze again and she was studying me closely. "What do you mean with anymore?" she asked cautiously. I swallowed, she might as well know by now.

"I was born in Russia like my sisters before and after me. My mother is from there and so was my father. Or you could call him father but he wasn't really my father. He just did his part and stopped caring," I said coldly feeling a slight anger towards him but I wouldn't let that stop me. "My father a very rude and cruel man and he use to hit my mother. He said things to my sister that would hurt them then and still do even if it was just words. One day I had enough of him and the way he treated my loved once. I was your age by then when I told him to get lost. He hit me pretty bad but I found the strength in my and hit back." I paused since I knew I had her full attention "I almost killed him that night and I was barely fourteen years old"

I looked up meeting her gaze, "Later he went into trial and he's still in jail and he won't come out for a long time" I said with a blank face.

"I'm not telling you this cause I want you to petty my or get scared cause of what I did. I'm just telling you this cause I understand. I know the feeling of not wanting anyone to hurt your mother. I see how much you care for her and I know that even if you're mad at her you still love her and you always will." I said straightening up leaning back in my chair. "I know you don't like me very much and that you don't want anyone to ruin the picture. I also know that I'm your biological father but I don't want to force you into anything. To like me." I sighed deeply. "I also don't want you to hate me"

Silence fell.

"Just let me stay in the picture." I whispered.

All you could hear was she and I breathing. I looked away from her not wanting to push her to answer anything.

A few minutes went with out a word coming out of her mouth. At least I tried I thought to myself. You can't change everything, but I tried and that what's matters right? Right?

I slowly got up from the chair thinking it was time to go.

"I-"

I stopped. I had my back towards her but I knew it was her trying to say something. I kept quiet, breathing slowly hoping she'll try again.

"I d-don't hate you" she murmured slowly. "I just don't like you very much"

A small smile tugged at my lips. Maybe there was a shot?

"I know you're good for her. I know that you're good for the little guys to… and that you never really meant to be a pain in my ass when you were" she made a small noise that sounded like a strangled chuckle. "It all just came so fast it felt like I was choking and no one really cared" her voice was filled with emotion. It really took guts to tell me this.

"I'm not going to push you out of the picture, maybe give you a mustache when you're not looking" I could hear the smile now which only made me smile to.

"If we take it slow I might start liking you… in about twenty years"

I relaxed my shoulders.

"But you have to promise me a few things before I let you in fully into the Hathaway family"

I turned around now meeting her gaze nodding letting her know I would listen.

"If you ever hurt her, mom or any of my siblings I'll kill you." she said seriously, "And don't even think I'll call you dad in a long time"

I smiled nodding letting her know that I was ok with her propositions. "I promise"

"And don't ever ask me to run a lap again" she finished with a faint smile on her lips.

I smiled towards her, "I can't promise that"

She snorted a laugh, "We'll see about that"

THEY MADE UP!

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