As Marie approached the house, she really wasn't sure what she would say. This was the house that Walt built, that he'd sacrificed everything for. That he became a criminal and a murderer for. Was it worth it, she wanted to ask him? Was he happy now, a dying man with nothing but a few bucks to show for it? His family name was ruined;there was no doubt in Marie's mind what kind of life Flynn would have. The son of Heisenberg, they would call him, among other names. The son of a mad man. Her heart ached just thinking about the kind of pain her brother-in-law had inflicted upon his own family, not the least of the loss of her husband Hank.

To her surprise, Flynn answered the door. Always, always happy to see her, he eagerly let her in and asked if she needed anything. She shook her head; there wasn't anything left for her from this house that could do anything for her at this point.

Watching him struggle with his brace, Marie sat down on the couch and patted the cushion beside her. "Come sit with your Aunt Marie. Where's your mom at?"

"She's..she's changing Holly. She'll be right out. She knew it was you, that's why she let me answer the door."

"Good boy. I don't care if it is me, in the future I don't want you going anywhere near that door. Do you understand me?"

He nodded, to which she took a hold of his chin. "Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Aunt Marie."

She smiled then kissed him on the cheek. "That's my boy. You really are a good boy, do you know that?"

"Aw, you're just saying that because you have to," Flynn grinned in spite of himself.

"I'm saying that because you're a fine, brave young boy and I'm proud to call you my nephew. I know your.." she took a deep breath. "I know your uncle Hank was awfully proud of you, too."

"When you guys took me and Holly in...did you know what my dad was doing then?" Flynn asked.

"No. No!" Marie emphasized. "Trust me, as soon as we found out our first thoughts were of you both. Your uncle Hank wanted to do everything in his power to protect you and Holly from your...from that man."

"I'm...I'm sorry, Aunt Marie. Uncle Hank was good to me. He didn't treat me as if there were anything wrong with me. He took me out to eat a lot."

"I know, because as hard as I try, my cooking can't compare to your mother's breakfasts, he would always say," Marie smiled at the memory. "He loved spending time with you. He really did."

"Remember...remember when he bought me a football for my birthday? My mom didn't think it was a good idea, but he took me out and threw it at me. He didn't get mad when I missed...well, maybe a little..." Flynn laughed at the memory.

"That's only because he wanted the best for you. And what he would want now is for you to be the best big cousin you can be."

Flynn looked at her, honestly confused. "I don't..I don't understand."

Marie took a deep breath. "Flynn, honey, I'm going to have a baby. Your uncle Hank's baby. And I need you to be strong and look after it and play football with it, everything Uncle Hank would have done."

"Are you...are you serious?"

Skylar came out holding Holly, a genuine smile spread upon her face."She's right. You and Holly are going to have a cousin. Aunt Marie's going to be a mommy!"

Without saying another word, Flynn struggled to his room. When he came out, everyone smiled in awe of what he brought with him. It was a football- the football his uncle Hank had given to him. "I think he would want my cousin to have this now."

Tearfully, Marie accepted, and soon was overwhelmed by all of the embraces her family was giving her.

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