Soo I know it's been a while, but I didn't forget about this story just had a lot of work to do. Um, haven't got much to say. Just I'm working to update this a lot more frequently now.

S/O all my readers and reviewers. I will be getting back on my update game.

P.S if any of you take law or something, excuse my best attempt at the whole court scene thing.

Paige1292: Jazmine is a Drama Queen like she's Toms daughter so she has to have something irritable about her somewhere. You're right though she's missing the point, she needs to be grateful she's got Huey. Now you know Tom can't deal with pressure, adversity or any real shit, that nigga about to crumble, as if he don't know Daniel's gonna have to go back to jail and won't be able to touch him. Lets face it, if the best you could do was your son to take out ur cousins fam, you aint serious. & LOL sense will be delivered soon.

Jayjai107: Thanks for the review, and Ummm Jaz & Huey are in two different minds, it'll all become clear in the next chapters.

D-rae: Awh I'm glad you liked it thanks for your review.

MissG2020: Haha Tom is a punk we know this, Huey aint slow, but even the best can get caught sometimes.

Terrie Shiro: Loool from the reviews Jazmine has a lot of making up to do. The heat of the moment can do some crazy things to people. Thanks for your review.

SweetDreamsAreMadeOfMe: Ha, you know how us girls be, love to push buttons. If you seen Kevin Hart I kinda see it like how when he says Women have no cap on their anger lol, start cutting deep with insults and shit. Thanks again.

ShellieB: Lool You would think she'd mad about that wouldn't you ? But NO she's like worried about the dumbass that tried to hurt her and her friends. Jaz seems confused right, but you'll be glad to know someone unlikely will humble her attitude soon.

Az410: Wow, thanks for your review that was crazy and I will try my best to get back to regular updates.

Tom splashed water on his face, what had he done. He placed his hands firmly on either side of the basin and looked at himself. He didn't break the law he reasoned, no he didn't do that. He was completely safe from anything but the guilt that was rising in his chest was unbearable

"Honey come to bed" Sarah called out from their bedroom.

"I. Uh I should call Jazmine" just the thought of his daughter really did cause his heart to break. This was just too much, if he had known that a decision that he made all those years ago would come back to screw him over later on. Well, he may have just passed the case on to someone else.

"Oh I called her, leave her be. She's having fun with her friends"

"I know but I just, I just wanna" he sighed, Jazmine probably didn't want to speak to him. She hadn't said maybe more than a few words to him since he told her she couldn't see Huey and even less after finding out this whole situation was kind of his fault. He shook his head and walked back into his bedroom, Sarah was already in bed, and she poked her head up and looked at him.

"You ok" she asked

"Well, no. I've messed up everything" Tom told her sitting on the bed. She got up and rubbed his back

"It'll be ok honey, everything will blow over and Jazmine can't hold a grudge you know that"

"Hmm, if you say so"

"But um, honey" Sarah asked, after she kissed his shoulder

"Yeah" he replied

"No family reunions for a while ok" Sarah offered him a small smile as he looked at her.

"Too early" she asked him when he didn't share his humour

"Just a little" Tom told her, she shrugged and pulled him into a hug

"You did the best that you could, given the circumstances, no one can ask for much more than that" Sarah told him, he closed his eyes in disappointment. If only she knew.

Earlier that day.

Huey glared at the ground in front of him, squeezing his eyes shut he begun to block out all of his thoughts, including the reoccurring theme of a certain mulatto. Women were such illogical creatures, they wanted you to protect them but then get mad all the same. His brows furrowed into a frown as he pulled a curtain over his thoughts. He exhaled and let everything go, he had let himself go in the last few weeks and that was far from acceptable. He would acknowledge the fact that maybe he went overboard but at the same time, Rome could have killed someone if he just let him off. Huey rolled his neck, his case was in a couple of hours and he was as prepared as he could be for it. With recent events it would be easy to say he just brushed it all off and concentrated on the task at hand. He was so far from the point where he had been, when he stood on a podium and spoke out against the police.

Jazmine examined the dresses for her party. She had a black dress and a red dress, she had really only picked them because they were Huey's favorite colors. Whichever one she didn't pick she'd wear on their anniversary. She fingered the black dress thoughtfully, how did that fight even happen. She wasn't sure if she should go to the courtroom, he may just tell her to leave and break up with her, she doubted he would spare her because of her birthday. Then again she wasn't giving him that much credit, he did care about her. She walked over to her window to look over at the Freemen house down the street. It seemed quiet, but she knew that could change in a heartbeat. She returned back inside her room wondering about Huey. She decided she would send him a good luck message and mention her party, that way if he thought she was still mad then he could see differently then maybe they could reconcile.

Tom looked around his office; he put the papers containing some interesting information about the young revolutionary in his folder and closed it. He looked at himself in the mirror not quite knowing how he was going to look his daughter in the face after this. He rubbed his face and thought about his conversation with Michael. His stomach flopped a hundred times over. He glanced at his watch and picked up his briefcase.

"Mr Dubois why the long face, you're not actually worried about this kid are you" he stopped short of his intern. The young man stood expectant of his bosses answer.

"Of course not, I have this all under the control" he said in his most confident voice. The intern shook his head satisfied with this act and turned out of his office along with Tom close behind.

"The fact of the matter is that Mr Freeman sole intention was to provoke and irritate the police, was it not" Tom started, earning an eye roll from Huey. This is ridiculous he thought, as he was about to protest his innocence, his phone went off

"We need to talk because I think the other day just got a bit out of control x

Huey was dumbfounded; she only thinks it got out of control. Women

"Mr Freeman" The judge called, when Huey realised it was his turn to speak. He quickly tried to recollect his thoughts and glared at Tom. Who knows maybe he set this up and told Jazmine the wrong time of his hearing so she would throw him off his game.

"My intent was not to provoke or irritate. It was to raise awareness that an unjust act was carried out on an innocent black man. The police made a mistake and should be the ones on trail not me" Huey replied

"The man in question was a suspect in a drug trafficking", Tom countered

"In Woodcrest, come on he was a father of four who was probably on his way back from the store when he was gunned down. There is no evidence to suggest that he attacked the officers first or that he was armed" Huey expressed seriously.

"They had reason to believe" Tom started

"Yes they had a REASON to believe but they did not have a JUSTIFIED REASON to believe he was involved in anything" Huey shot back.

"It's simply not acceptable, to kill or endanger other civilians on a hunch" Huey added in and sat back down.

"That is not what happened, they had recorded evidence that Mr Duggan was in business with known drug dealers in the Woodcrest area", Tom stressed.

"So why didn't they arrest and question him, I assume he was a little fish in a big pond" Huey countered once more. He heard Riley snigger behind him.

"Relevance Mr Dubois", the Judge reminded impatiently

"They were doing their job" Tom stressed his voice straining a little. Huey just shook his head in a knowing fashion. What a waste of time and energy he thought to himself.

"His whole case rests on the job description of the police" Huey flatly stated. Tom gaped, this felt like the R Kelly case all over again. It was a wonder Tom was as an ADA in the first place. The Judge seemed to agree with his sentiment as he hurried Tom to reply or present something of a more solid nature rather than just hearsay.

"The damage caused to the area was a direct result of the protest led by Mr Freeman", Tom lamely tried.

"The text messages that were received by various youths were sent from-"

"Objection, inaccurate information" Huey interjected

"Those messages weren't sent from my phone" Huey stated, Tom frowned.

"The messages were sent on his behalf" he adjusted his previous statement, Huey smirked

"Can you prove that" Huey asked Tom directly.

"Your honor, the defendant is taunting the prosecution" Tom protested, the Judge raised an unimpressed brow. After all Tom was a grown man, Huey was just a wronged teenager.

"Mr Dubois I'd like for you to get to the point" the judge sharply requested much to Tom's annoyance.

"The point was that whether or not Mr Freeman felt his words would evoke such a response they did and the city had to pay for that. You have countless of people now left homeless due to the careless fires started, not to mention the businesses that have had to shut down to repair the damage. I believe that for these people a price must be paid by the instigator"

Huey stood up once more

"I am not a puppet master, I do not control anyone I did not instigate a riot that was not my intention. My intention was based solely on the events that led to the death of Michael Duggan they were in no way malicious or framed around the violence that has taken place over the last week" Huey said thoughtfully

"YEAHH NIGGA" Riley yelled, Huey buried his head in his hands, why did he allow him to come. He looked back and shot him a glare to which Riley stuck his nose up at.

"What nigga" he whispered a little bit quieter, Huey shook his head as the prosecution gathered some thoughts together. That was good sign he thought, he felt confident about the whole thing but he knew how fucked the justice system could be. He observed Tom who was getting ready to speak,

"The prosecution would like to rest its case" He announced, earning a couple gasps from his team

"What" Huey reacted, Tom looked at him seriously and then back at the judge

"We've come to realise that the events that took place may have been blown out of proportion on both halves and are willing to accept an apology and community service in regards to the damage caused" Tom spoke clearly and rationally.

"You've got to be kidding me" Huey bit out,

"No, I'm quite serious Mr Freeman" Tom replied professionally.

"We'll break for a 15 minute recess" the judge announced banging his gavel and interrupting Tom.

"Boyy this is a blessing" His grandfather whispered, Huey didn't see it that way.

"Aint that some shit, typical bitch ass Tom" Riley said, Huey scowled, he didn't feel right about this. He stood up and walked over to where Tom was receiving some necessary intervention from his colleagues.

"What are you playing at" Huey accused at the pushover.

"Huey I just feel that this is unnecessary" Tom said quietly, not making direct eye contact.

"Have you lost your mind" Huey asked sceptically

"No," Tom replied.

"So you didn't ban your daughter from seeing me" Huey posed his rhetorical question as the bystanders looked on.

"Um" Tom started.

"You're not the sole cause for this whole damn mess" Huey was beyond annoyed with Tom's fickleness.

"Huey I don't understand why this would upset you. This is a good thing you won't have a record" Tom said, Huey was completely confused, had he transported to another realm.

"I can't believe this, you're insane. All of you Dubois are INSANE" Huey practically yelled and stalked off towards the bathroom.

Tom stood knowing he had annoyed Huey but at the same time it was the least he could do given the situation. Unlike the R. Kelly trail he wanted to save himself the embarrassment of losing to an 18 year old.

Huey banged his fist on the bathroom sink, why would Tom just give up like that apart from the fact that Huey was winning. Tom was such a punk, Huey seethed at the thought of the Tom Dubois, he could see why Rome's dad wanted to put Tom in his place, he was a damn nuisance.

"Thanks white America" he grunted as he fixed up his suit and walked back outside.

Tom watched as the Freemans drove off, after a successful day at court. His shoulders slumped as he walked back towards his own car. He pulled out a phone, and sent a message. He waited a few minutes before another car pulled up beside him. He looked across at the Hispanic man sitting in the car. He pulled out some paper and handed it to the guy.

"Is this correct" the Hispanic guy asked, he nodded trying to keep his head forward.

"Nigga speak up"

"Yes it it's the right place"

"Aiight, you'll be hearing from us" he told him with a snarl of a smile. Tom shuddered as the car sped off. He turned his own ignition on and pulled out of the car park.

Following Morning.

Jazmine yawned, tired and upset. Huey never showed last night, she had sent him another message asking him he was going to come and obviously cos she wanted to make up. He didn't reply and he didn't show, Riley said he was in the house when he left but refused to come with him and didn't mention whether or not he intended on coming. This had angered Jazmine that he could be so dismissive of her on her damn birthday, didn't she mean anything to him or something. So, she partied with her girls and her peers and did her best to forget everything about him. Sasha figured she could sort it out today, which she would do.

"Morning princess" Sasha said playfully, Jazmine squinted still feeling the remains of last night in her system and looked around Cindy's place.

It was trashed, to say the least and there were random asleep everywhere. She grumbled a response and retrieved her phone off the counter, she was surprised it wasn't broken or soaked in alcohol or something. Caesar and Cindy were watching TV and Sasha and Riley were arguing about something irrelevant. She was flipping through her phone messages, looking past all the birthday wishes and great party messages. She sighed, still none from her boyfriend.

Huey was officially the world's worst boyfriend and he wasn't going hear the end of it. In that moment she realised she wasn't mad anymore, she was over what happened last week and just wanted to make things right with him. She obviously didn't want anything like that happening again though, she'll make it clear to him. He's not allowed to fight the power until, until she's president. She smiled, that wouldn't work but she could try it. She dialled. She waited patiently for him to pick up. She let it ring until the last beep before voicemail.

"If I didn't pick up, you're probably a low priority caller who I can't be bothered with or the white man. Either way, go figure, I won't return this call" Jazmine rolled her eyes and called again. Same thing and she called again. Ok Huey was being difficult.

"Riley what was your brothers mood like yesterday" Jazmine asked the younger Freeman.

"FOUL" he said, as he pushed Sasha who smacked him over the head with the spatula. Jazmine sighed,

"Don't get me started" Sasha announced

"Yeah we won't" Jazmine got up and walked back upstairs. It wasn't like Huey to miss her calls, even if they were fighting. He'd always pick up, even if he was asleep he'd pick up. She sat down and thought seriously about what could be keeping him from contacting her. She thought about him being in the shower but then Huey was up at like the crack of dawn anyway, so he would have done all of that by now.

A small frown greeted her features. Something was wrong. Just as she was walking downstairs again to ask her group about this oddity. Riley was on the phone protesting to what she assumed was his granddad.

"Have any of you guys spoken to Huey" Jazmine asked, Sasha shrugged, Cindy shook her head no, Caesar did the same.

"He wrong for not coming to your birthday though, Ceez you need to talk to your boy" Cindy said,

"I would, but he don't how to use a phone. Couldn't get hold of him last night" Caesar revealed.

"Oh, I can't get him today either" Jazmine said, she had tried texting him last night and in the afternoon but received no response so she wondered what was going on with him.

"He's probably in a mood, you know he a bitch right" Riley said as he put his shoes on.

"Anyway, I'm out bitches" Riley chucked a deuce up and bopped out of Cindy's place.

"I need some water" Jazmine said, she felt sick.

Huey blinked an eye not all that impressed with how he was feeling. He heard something beeping, and then opened his other eye looking at the whitish walls, with flu jab and cancer screening posters on them. He suddenly jolted in shock

"What the fuck" he bit out but his throat was so dry he coughed on trying to speak. A doctor then walked in.

"What the hell is going on here" Huey demanded

"Good to see you awake sir, you were found unconscious in your own blood" Huey eyes bulged out of his head and as he tried to grip his sheets, his arm failed him and he almost screamed out in pain.

"Ah yes, you're right arm is fractured. Wouldn't do that again if I were you" His doctor was white, with brown hair and chubby face. He had on his white coat and a grey shirt underneath. His badge read Dr. Connors. He frowned deeply,
"Where am I" he questioned seriously

"Well I'm not going to say 70yrs in the future" Connors said with a chuckle, Huey however continued to glare at him.

"Not a captain America fan?" Connors asked sheepishly. Huey sighed loudly.

"O.K then. Do you know who you are" he asked him, eying him carefully.

"Yes" Huey answered flatly

"Good, cos we have no clue" he chuckled again

"Name, so I can put you in the system I'm sure your parents are looking for you" Connors said stupidly. Huey couldn't really bottle the annoyance building inside him.

"Huey Freeman"

"Ok, Huey. Would you like some lunch"

"No"

"I suggest you eat, you've taken quite the nasty hit to the head and let's not forget that arm of yours" He said,

"I'm not hungry, where the hell are my clothes" Huey asked the doctor. He pointed towards a chair where his garments were folded. This paper thin hospital thing they had him was just not the shit right now.

"Where am I" he asked carefully eyeing the doctor. He hated hospitals they just oozed bad news, Connors smiled once more

"Chicago" He answered

"I'll send a nurse in with lunch" he added as he left his room.

Huey looked around his hospital room, he also observed his casted arm. How did he fracture his arm and why the hell was he unconscious. He closed his eyes tight as he tried to remember the events that led him here. After a long blackness behind his eyelids he gave up. He couldn't remember anything; the last thing he remembered was fighting with Jazmine. As his mind started to do a 360 on him, he figured the government probably tried to assassinate him but they hired a complete douche that didn't finish the job. Yeah that sounded about right, it put his mind at rest for a moment until it grew too silent in his room and his thoughts were all that could be heard.

"Ok, they're obviously pumping me with something right now" Huey rationed out loud. He couldn't understand why he was all the way out in Chicago and why no one was here.

Granted he didn't actually know what day it was but damn, are you not supposed to look for your kid after 12 hours. If these people have found him, bandaged him up and let him wake up from whatever, shouldn't someone be here by now. Damn. Huey was also confused, why didn't the doctors just check his clothes for some ID.

Who brings a nigga to a hospital and doesn't check for ID, better yet who brings a nigga to a hospital and doesn't check for health insurance. What kind of hospital was this anyway just treating people without knowing who the hell they are. He leaned his head back on the wall and winced at the pain he felt and sat up again. As he desperately tried to remember what happened, he tired himself out and ended up falling asleep again.

Daniel spread his hands out as if to say, what happened. Tom huffed

"We're finished now, leave my family alone"

"Hmm, make sure my boy doesn't get a harsh sentence" Daniel said as the cops escorted him to their car to take him back to prison. Rome was recovering and the compassionate release was no longer a matter of urgency. Tom watched closely, he wanted to make sure he was definitely going back to prison. He watched as Daniel smirked as the car drove away and it caused Tom to shudder with fear, this had to be the end. He walked down the street and popped into a side shop. The clerk looked at expectantly

"Hi, um. Do you have any of those little phones what do you call them" the guy didn't so much as open his mouth before reaching behind him and throwing plastic packet at him that contained a little cell phone inside.

"Are these traceable" he asked with a nervous chuckle.

"Nigga am I white" the clerk asked in reply, Tom nodded no and got his money out in a rush. He made a fast exit from the shop. He sent a message and dashed the phone in the bin. Once he got back to his car he sat their relieved. He did the right thing, protecting his family…right?