A/N: Hello people, another chapter for you. Just so you know, school will be starting for me soon, so I won't be updating much (I'm not updating much now, but you get my point). I hope you enjoy this chapter. I know this is a little cheesy, but whatever. I liked it.
Sorry about any/all spelling or grammar mistakes. I'm not perfect!
Just so you know: Marcia wanted to make her own way, so she didn't take her parents money to buy a nice place of her own. Instead, she got a job and found a crappy apartment.
*A Few Months after Kathy Left Two Bit and Minnie*
It was four o'clock in the morning when Two Bit made it back to his apartment after working all night.
A lot had happened since Kathy left, such as the fact that Two Bit moved out of his mother's house, and that he was now seeing Marcia the Soc, who happened to be living in the apartment down the hall. Of course, she was over at Two Bit's more often than not. She was Minnie's babysitter, and Two Bit's girlfriend, after all.
After climbing two flights of stairs and walking down a long, never ending hallway, Two Bit finally made it to his door. He began to search his pockets for his keys, only to find them and to drop them on the floor.
"Shit," Two Bit swore. He really wasn't having a good day.
The Greaser bent down to pick up his keys. He could feel the ache all over his body from working such a long shift. God, this is why he didn't want a job before. He felt like an old man. Finally he was able to unlock the door.
It was dark in the apartment, even the TV was off. Marcia must be in my room, Two Bit thought tiredly. The greaser took off his jacket and threw it somewhere, too tired to care where it landed.
He sluggishly made his way to Minnie's room. Not matter how tired Two Bit was, he would always check up on his little Princess before he went to bed.
Minnie's room wasn't real fancy, it consisted of a crib, a rocking chair that his mother had gave him, and her toys. Two Bit didn't have the money for anything too over the top, and it wasn't like Minnie would mind at all; she was only a year old.
Two Bit walked over to his daughter's crib, ready to kiss his daughter's forehead goodnight, only to find the crib empty.
Panic began to rise in the pit of Two Bit's stomach. Where was his little girl? Did someone take her? Where was Minnie?
Sleep was long forgotten as Two Bit ran to his bedroom across the hall. He had to wake up Marcia, his little girl was stolen!
Just as he was about to wake her up, Two Bit saw something that made his heart warm.
Marcia was asleep, holding his sleeping princess in her arms. It was the most beautiful thing Two Bit had ever seen. He couldn't believe how natural Marcia looked holding Minnie in her arms, protecting her from any danger. That's when Two Bit realized; Marcia was the one. She was the perfect woman. She had a great sense of humor, she enjoyed Mickey mouse, she was pretty (of course she wasn't blonde, but Two Bit was kind of sick of blondes), and she loved his daughter very much. Hell, she was more of a mother to Minnie in the last few months than Kathy had been for the first year of Minnie's life.
Slowly, Two Bit changed and slipped into bed with two out of the four most important women in his life. He kissed both of their foreheads and whispered, "I love you, both of you." It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, his family and future in his arms.