CH. 8: Mom and Pictures

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Andy laid on the floor of her bedroom starring up at her ceiling fan. "Hey what you doing," Jack and Sean asked walking into her bedroom? "Watching my ceiling

fan go around and around and around," Andy had to admit her head was literally spinning. "Time to turn the fan off," Jack flipped the switch beginning to get

the feeling his sister was losing it. "What's so fun about watching the ceiling fan," Sean took a seat on the floor not very far away from her. "Nothing,

absolutely nothing," Andy admitted. "But my father grounded me from just about everything for a week, because of the practical joke I pulled at school a couple

days ago." "Yeah l can't believe you are still breathing after that writing assignment," Jack tossed a tennis ball at her. "Well my breathing has been a little raspy

since he laid out my consequences last night," Andy gave a fake cough. "Which proves it was really close." "So do you want to do something?" Jack was kind of

bored since it was raining and Linda banned them from being outside, especially after they tracked mud all through the kitchen. "My options are beyond limited

since I'm grounded, but what you got?" "TV," Jack questioned? "Grounded," Andy sighed. "Video Games?" "Grounded." "Music?" "Grounded." "Board Games?"

"Not grounded but can't sit down comfortably." "Use a pillow!" Jack smacked her with the pillow on her bed. "Hey," Andy grabbed another pillow and smacked

him with it. "Hey this isn't any fun unless I'm in involved," Sean retaliated by grabbing a third pillow and dove on top of them. It really wasn't surprising that

they were kicking and rolling into all kinds of things in her bedroom, the bedside lamp was in millions of pieces, and her cup of water was soaking through

Sean's shirt. "What's going on up here," Danny heard the lamp crash to the floor? "There go the board games," Andy mumbled looking at Jack. "We weren't

fighting," Sean was hoping to get them out of trouble, "we were just sort of playing around." "Well the next time you play, do you think you can do it without

breaking anything," Danny pulled them up off the floor. "You are going to cut yourself in all that glass." "Too late," Andy noticed the blood running down her

arm. "How many times have I told you kids, that if you are going to get hurt, do it when the nurse is here," Danny took her into the bathroom? "If were in

trouble, just please no more groundings," Andy jumped herself up on the bathroom counter so Danny could bandage her arm a little easier. "I'm not going to

ground you for playing, I just wish you wouldn't get hurt doing it," Danny held her arm in his hand to survey the injury. "Maybe you should hold a hand towel

under my arm," Andy looked at the blood on his hand, "I'm getting blood on you." "I'm not concerned about you bleeding on me Andy, it s my blood you got

going through you, your mom said that the test also showed that we have the same blood type." "That's pretty cool," Andy mentioned. "So if you ever need a

transfusion and I'm old enough to give blood, I'll help you out." "Awe thanks," Danny didn't like the sound of having to have a transfusion. "Anytime Dad, don't

mention it," Andy laughed. "Looks like you have a sliver of glass in your arm," Dany squinted going back to the matter at hand, "probably going to have to get it

out with tweezers." "Awe No," Andy slid herself off the counter, looking for an exit. "Get over here," Danny pointed at the counter. "Yeah I have a thing about

pointy objects," Andy was still backing up away from him. "It will only take a minute, and I'm going to be as careful as I can," Danny started. "Don't you trust

your own father," Danny looked at her intently? Andy let out a breath, "well when you put it like that," she trudged back to the counter. Andy held her arm out

and closed her eyes tight. Danny had the sliver of glass out in seconds, without much hassle. The hassle came next when he poured the peroxide on the injury.

"AAAWWW!," Andy screamed loud enough for Frank to hear her down at 1PP. "Calm down honey," Danny blew on her arm, trying to cool it down. "I don't like

that stuff it burns," Andy didn't look happy. "Neither do I, I can't hear out of this ear anymore," Danny rubbed his ear. "Sorry," Andy felt bad for screaming in his

ear. "It's alright," Danny shrugged comes with the territory. "So what were you doing in here to make such a mess," Danny asked cleaning up the glass in the

bedroom? "We were trying to figure out something to do," Jack said. "And did you come up with anything," he hoped they did after looking at the state of the

bedroom. "I think we settled on playing a game," Sean looked at his siblings. "I think we should do something with a little more activity considering your mom

isn't here to worry about us breaking stuff," Danny suggested. "What did you have in mind," Andy couldn't think of anything she wasn't grounded from? "We

haven't played with the nerf guns in a while," Danny grinned at his children. "You're seriously going to let me play," Andy looked surprised? "Andy I may seem

very strict at times, but I'm only like that because I love my children so much that I want them to grow up to be exceptional adults. Besides you have already

been punished, so as far as I'm concerned, you follow the grounding sentence that I've already laid out for you, and its over." "Thanks Dad," Andy smiled at

him. "You are very welcome sweetheart," Danny hugged her. "Now get down stairs so we can get to playing before your mom gets here and puts an end to our

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"Whew, that was fun," Andy, Jack and Sean were back upstairs in Andy's bedroom an hour or so later. They were all still playing with the guns when they saw

Linda pull up, and Danny made them run upstairs and hide the guns while he rushed to straighten the house. "Did you see Dad trip over moms coffee table,"

Sean was rolling on the floor laughing? "That was so funny." "No, I was too busy trying to get away from him, but I'm sorry I missed that," Andy looked sad at

the thought of missing her father fall to the floor. "Dad is way too good at that game though," Jack was thinking of all the times he got hit with one of the

styrofoam darts. "So did Dad use to always play Reagan war with you," Andy asked wondering thinking of the past? "No," Jack shook his head. "I think he just

invented it the time we played it that night before we went back to school." "It's kind of nice to be a part of a first time," Andy thought smiling. "So Mom and

Dad told us about you being Dads real kid," Jack started, knowing that neither of them have really talked since it came up. "Were you surprised?" "It definitely

wasn't expected," Jack admitted. "So was it a good surprise or a bad surprise," Andy wanted to know how her brothers felt about it? "It was a good one," Jack

said quickly. "I'm glad you are going to be able to have a relationship with one of your real parents. "So does this mean you're our step sister," Sean was

confused, speaking up? "No," Jack thought about it. "I think it means she's our half-sister. We have the same dad but different moms." "I'm not even sure,"

Andy shook her head, "just have to ask dad I guess." She had to admit she hadn't given it much thought. But it definitely opened up a new set of thoughts and

questions regarding Linda.

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"Hey Andy, how was your day," Linda stopped by her bedroom? "It wasn't too bad considering I can't do anything," Andy shrugged. "He pretty hard on you?"

"Yeah," Andy said her voice low. "I was kind of hoping that due to the circumstances of the past week, he would overlook it. It was meant to be a practical joke

after all. But he didn't see it as such." "That's because of the way you went about it," Linda explained. "Because normally your father is a supporter of practical

joke. The only problem is, you did it at school, and fooling around with your education is something neither of us can condone. We've told you this before how

the Reagan's feel about education." I know," Andy mumbled under her breath. "There's something else bothering you thought isn't it," Linda looked at her

intently? "No mam, I'm fine," Andy shook her head trying to cover. "Now I know somethings wrong," Linda gave her a smile, because you never say yes mam

unless you know you're in trouble." "I'm fine really," Andy couldn't help but smile at her moms attempt to get her to talk. "Listen Andy I know somethings

bothering you," Linda started again. "Because you've been suspended before, and you have also been grounded and got a spanking for it," Linda remembered

the last time she was suspended. "It's not the punishment," Andy admitted. "I've been grounded so much that I've learned to adapt to it, and as for the

spanking, he didn't do it that hard this time, I think he was just trying to be consistent." "Then what's bothering you," Linda pushed? "Do you wish I wasn't

around anymore? I mean now that you know I'm Danny's real kid," Andy was afraid to make eye contact with her. "Of course not," Linda looked shocked, "Andy

I couldn't be happier. I am so glad that you have your Daddy, and that you know he loves you more than anything in the world." "Are you sure," Andy looked at

her intently? "I don't want you to feel like I'm some step kid you got stuck with. Because if so, just please tell me and I'll leave. You have done way too much

and have been way to kind to me, for me to be the cause of you being unhappy or being upset with Danny," Andy was looking at her serious, but appeared as

if she was on the verge of tears, in the essence she said yes. "Come over here and sit with me," Linda patted the seat next to her. "Andy you aren't my step

child. You are my daughter. And I have the adoption papers with my name on it to prove it." "I guess I didn't think about that," Andy had forgotten all about the

adoption. "Never forget Andrea," Linda looked at her with a soft smile on her face. "You will forever be my little girl."

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"Danny, can you come home a little early tomorrow," Linda asked joining her husband downstairs? "I can try," Danny knew his job timings were never certain,

but he could tell Linda was up to something. "I need to spend a little time with just Andy. I want to build a better relationship with her, and I don't want her to

feel like she is only my step daughter." "But she isn't your step daughter," Danny took a sip from his coffee cup that read world's greatest detective on it. "I

know she isn't, and I explained that to her," Linda said pointedly, "but words are not always a substitute for feelings. So I thought that I would show her by

spending an evening with her." "That's great honey, and I support you all way for it. But what do you need me for," he remembered her telling him to come

home early? "Because we have two boys that we can't leave at home alone," Linda reminded him. "That's right, I do remember seeing two boys running

around here," Danny winked at her. "I'm going to go talk to her about it right now," Linda ran up the stairs excited.

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"Hey Andy, I've got an idea," Linda just about burst into her daughters bedroom. "Mom," Andy was still trying to get dressed after her shower. "Sorry," Linda

didn't really care. "But tomorrow evening, it's going to be you and me going out to a nice place for dinner, and then a Broadway play that Pop helped me get

tickets to." "I'd like to mom, but I'm grounded," Andy pulled her pajama shirt out from her drawer and threw it over her head. "I already talked to your Dad and

its fine with him. Besides, he let you play Reagan War, so I can take you out on the town." "Wait, how did you know about Reagan War?" Andy knew that

neither she nor her brothers said anything, and she knew that the there was no way possible Danny would ever admit to it. "My house was a mess, it was

obvious," Linda pointed out. "Oh sorry," Andy knew how Linda felt about a clean house. "Did you have fun," Linda surprised Andy with her question? "It was

awesome, Dads so crazy, he gets so involved in that game," Andy had the biggest smile on her face. "Yeah, he lives for adrenaline rushing games," Linda

mentioned. "I've gathered that," Andy nodded. "I don't know how Grandma and Grandpa were able to keep him and his siblings from tearing their house apart

when they were kids." "I've wondered that," Linda agreed with her. "So what kind of play is it," Andy had to ask? "You're not going to make me go to one of

those cultural plays that wants to brainwash me into attending other cultural events is it?" "No I'm not," Linda shook her head regarding Andy's hate of the

arts. "I've already come to the conclusion that you are just like your Daddy, and if I can't get him to change, I doubt I will be able to get you to." "For that I will

remain eternally grateful," Andy fell on her bed. "Oh my gosh child, time for bed," Linda tucked her in.

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"Burgers are here boys," Danny hollered up the stairs the following evening. "Coming Dad," they called back. "What are we going to do tonight Dad? Moms not

here to tell us no," Sean ran down the stairs and straight up to his father. "I don't know buddy, I'll think about it," Danny distributed the burgers between the

three of them. "Can we watch a scary movie," Jack took his place at the table? "I'd love to son, but if we did that and then you got scared, your mother would

tell your grandfather what I did and he'd take me into his office, and if I survived, I'd take you into the office because you suggested it." "Point taken Dad," Jack

stuffed his face with fries. "Let's do something else." "Good idea," Danny tossed a french fry at him. "What can we do then," Sean spoke up? "I'm up for

suggestions," Danny shrugged. "How about we climb up in the attack and get Sean's old baby mattress and slide down the stairs with it," Jack looked at

Danny. "That could be fun," Danny leaned back in his chair. "Your mom wouldn't like it, but it would still be fun." "So can we do it," Sean sounded hopeful? "I

guess so," Danny didn't really see any problem with it. "Yes! Alright!" Jack and Sean high-fived. "But that doesn't mean were not going to have rules," Danny

stopped them. "Awe Dad!" the boys complained. "If we didn't have rules and didn't take precautions, something could get broken, and your mother would kill

us." "Well when you put it like that," Sean was more than willing to accept a few rules from his father rather than face his irate mother. "Alright so, were going

to set up a barrier, and no one can go past it or around it. But other than that, just have fun with it," Danny and the boys hurried up to the attack in search of

the mattress. Jack and Sean had each gone several times, and once again it was Jacks turn. He had just reached the bottom of the stairs when he slipped off

the mattress and crashed into the end table next to the couch, shattering the lamp. "Awe Jack," Danny looked from his son to the broken lamp. "What did I tell

you about crossing the barrier?" "I'm sorry Dad," Jack looked at Danny. "It was an accident, I slipped." "It's alright Son, I'm not mad," Danny shook his head.

"We just have to figure out a way to hide it from your mom." "That's not going to be easy, mom notices everything," Jack was freaking out, "I'm so grounded."

"Calm down," Danny ran a hand through his hair. "Take the mattress back upstairs, and go take a shower and get ready for bed. I'll think of something to tell

your mother." Danny looked back down at the floor. "Thanks Dad," Jack grabbed the mattress and hurried back upstairs. "So what are you going to tell mom,"

Sean looked at Danny curiously? "I don't know yet," Danny admitted. "Well I could break this other lamp," Sean was standing by the lamp on the opposite side

of the couch, "that way it won't look so out of place." "You break anything in this house on purpose and it's going to be the last thing you do for a while,"

Danny warned. "Now go get me the broom, and then get upstairs and get ready for bed." "Yes Sir," Sean found the broom. "But it was fun while it lasted," he

added before heading for the stairs. "Yeah it was," Danny started to clean up the mess. "But this week hasn't been easy on lamps," he muttered to himself.

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"Hey did you have a good time," Danny asked when his two girls came in through the front door? "The best!" Andy ran to him for a hug. "That's great kiddo,"

Danny was glad to see his wife and daughter getting to spend a little time with one another. "Mom cried," Andy smiled up at him. "That was supposed to be our

secret," Linda nudged her, although not really upset. "Sorry, but you have to admit, it was hilarious when I looked over and saw you crying. I had to cover my

mouth to keep from laughing out loud, since it was a serious part." "Well I'm glad you didn't, that would have been quite embarrassing," Linda tickled her. "Awe

Dad help," Andy was pressing herself against Danny for protection. "I think it's time for a group hug," Danny and Linda hugged, sandwiching their daughter in

between them. "Awe come on guys," Andy wasn't real huge on touchy feely things. "Have I told you how much I love you," neither Danny nor Linda appeared

as if they were going to separate. "Ugh guys, I really hate to break this up and all, but your killing your kid, I can't breathe," Andy's voice was muffled, her face

stuffed against her father's shirt. "Alright it's time for you to get upstairs and get ready for bed, you should have been in bed an hour ago," Linda heard the

clock chime 11:00. "But it's Friday night, and that means I automatically get to stay up later than usual," Andy tried. "And you have," Linda said pointedly,

"because by the time you are actually in bed it will be midnight." "I think we should go for a world record and make it 1:00," Andy pleaded. "Nice try Andy, but

no," Linda nudged her toward the stairs. "I tried," Andy shrugged looking at Danny. "And you did a very good job, but you were going up against your mother,

and no one is ever even in the same category as her," Danny knew that no one could beat Linda in the sending the kids to bed routine. "So did you and the

boys do something fun," Linda asked once their daughter was upstairs? "We did," Danny nodded. "I see there's a lamp missing," Linda noticed the missing lap.

"What happened?" "I have no idea," Danny walked away, trying not to make eye contact with her.

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The following week, and Danny was surprised when Linda stopped by the precinct. "Who did what this time?" Danny already had a feeling one of the children

were in trouble, which was the reason she stopped by in the first place. And his bet was either Sean or Andy. "Neither of the children are in trouble," Linda

laughed shaking her head. "Hmm, that doesn't happen very often," Danny was still kind of surprised. "But the reason I am here, does involve Andy, as well as

your job," Linda added. "I knew it," Danny threw his hands up. "You can go to Ryker's and see any prisoner without hassle right," Linda looked at Danny

seriously? "Normally," Danny admitted trying to figure out what would make her so interested in the fine points of his job, especially when it came to the prison,

as well as his daughter. "I want to go see Michelle," Linda's tone was very serious. "I don't think that's a good idea Linda," Danny was being completely honest

with her. "If you don't take me, I'll just get Erin or Jamie too," Linda wasn't giving up. "Why Linda, why do you want to go to the prison?" Danny wanted to

know the real reason she wanted to go see the woman that opened up a whole new world to them just the week before. "I want to see if she has any of

Andy's old things. Like pictures and stuff." "I'm still not sure if it's a good idea," Danny shook his head, "you've never been to the prison before." "It can be my

anniversary present," Linda looked at him intently. "I really want this for our daughter." "Have I mentioned how much I love you," there was nothing else Danny

could think to say. "You have been so great through all of this with Andy being my biological daughter and everything." "And that's why I want this even more,

now that she is yours, I think we should do everything in our power to find any of her old childhood things and incorporate them into our home." "I'm not sure

how open Michelle's going to be, but if it's for my little girl, I guess we can try," Danny walked her outside and over to the car so she could go to work. "Oh and

don't forget to pick up the kids from school," Linda reminded him. "I knew there was another reason for your visit," Danny kissed her.

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"How was your first day back at school since the suspension?" Danny looked at his daughter after his children climbed into the car. "Long, boring, very

unhealthy to make us sit in a desk all day," Andy was just getting started. "Same as always," Danny asked clarifying? "Just about," the girl nodded. "And did

you give Mrs. Crowley the apology letter?" Yes," Andy sighed. "And," Danny pushed. "She read it and said it was very well written, and wished I put as much

effort in my school stuff as I did in the letter," Andy had a feeling he wouldn't be very happy about hearing something about the amount of effort she put into

her classes. "So do I," Danny said pointedly. "You know your mother and I have always known that you were capable of anything. But now that we know that

you are my daughter by blood and have always been a Reagan, we will be expecting a lot more from you in just about all areas of your life including behavior

and grades. "This doesn't sound fun," Andy had a disgusted look cross her face. "Maybe not, but you're a Reagan so we know that it's something you are

capable of. Needless to say your days of leisure are over." "And how is this any different than before," Andy looked at him confused? "Its not," Danny shook his

head. "That's what I thought," she muttered.

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The following day and Danny and Linda went straight over to Ryker's prison where Linda could have a face to face talk with Michelle. Danny led Linda where

she could speak to the prisoner privately and as Linda requested he walked out, despite the fact he didn't exactly want to leave. It wasn't like he was

concerned about Michelle trying something with Linda, Michelle despite her faults wasn't like that. She wasn't dangerous to adults, just dangerous of leaving

children alone. "So how is Andy doing," Michelle made small talk? "She's doing good," Linda nodded, "she's at school," Linda smiled thinking of how much she

hated school. But she's doing good nonetheless." "She hate school," Michelle questioned? "Very much so, she is like her father in so many ways." "How has

she been she found out about Danny being her father?" "I've never seen her happier," Linda knew there was no way she could hide her smile, no matter how

hard she tried. "So what do you want from me?" Michelle changed tactics, "because I know you didn't convince Danny to bring you here just so you could meet

me." "Your right," Linda's persona changed. "I wanted to know if you had anything from when Andy was little, like pictures, toys, and other keepsakes,

anything that we could have from her early childhood days." Normally Michelle would have shrugged her off, but there was something about Linda, the mother

of her daughter that made her want to do what she could. "There wasn't much," Michelle sighed, "but anything we did have, would still be at my apartment."

"Can we have it," Linda asked gently? "It would be a gift for Andy, from one mother to another." "I don't need any of it in here," Michelle shook her head, "and I

haven't been her mother for a long time. And it would make sense for someone who loves her as much as you obviously do, to have them." "Thank you

Michelle, this would really mean a lot to me, and I know it would mean the world to Andy and Danny," Linda wanted to show a small piece of her heart. "It's the

same apartment I've had for years," Michelle enlightened her, "Danny knows where it is." "Thank you," Linda stood before walking out the door, knowing she

and Danny needed to get going if they were going to have time to pick Andy up from school and go over to Michelle's apartment.

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"It still smells the same in here," Danny mentioned wriggling his nose as he, Andy and Linda walked through the main hallway of the dingy apartment building.

"Like old people and vomit," Andy looked at him remembering the days of walking through the same hallways as a little girl. "Pretty much," Danny agreed.

"Would you two shut-up, before you get us kicked out before we even get what we came for," Linda glared at them. "I'm telling you mom, I don't remember any

pictures," Andy admitted looking a little sad. "Were going to see what we can find honey okay, you might be surprised, you were only five at the time."

"Whatever you say mom," Andy shrugged, "I just don't want you to feel as if you wasted your time and we go home empty handed." "Listen Andy, we decided

to let you come along with us because we thought it might give you a little more closure from your old life, and answer all the unanswered questions we have,"

Linda explained. "I already found my father, I'm pretty content with that," Andy started to turn back, thinking she would just wait for them outside. "Nice try

Andy, but your father is issuing an order, and you aren't walking out of this place without me," Danny didn't like the conditions of the apartment and he wasn't

about to let her out of his sight. "Fine," Andy mumbled following her parents. Danny walked up to room 215 and unlocked the door. "Place hasn't changed a

bit," Andy took off running for her old room. Danny and Linda looked through old boxes and drawers for anything that might have been Andy's, Danny seeing it

was definitely obvious that Michelle hadn't actually stayed at the apartment in years. Linda had managed to locate several pictures of Andy, some when she

was a baby, and a few others throughout the years. "Find anything you want to take home with you," Linda asked a few minutes later going to check on Andy?

"I want to take my soft blanket with me," Andy was folding her blue and green striped blanket. "I slept with this thing almost every night, I thought it was a

magic blanket, I used to be scared all the time at night when mom would disappear at night, and I thought that as long as I was curled up in this blanket I

would be protected. Kind of silly if you think about it," Andy shrugged. "I think it's sweet, I'm glad you had something you felt would protect you before your

Dad and I could take over." "I want to take this too," Andy pointed to her basketball hoop that was hanging on one of the doors. "One of the neighbors that

would take care of me sometimes gave it to me for Christmas one year. I liked to play ball way back then too," Andy smiled, "but I didn't have a nice basketball

goal like we do at home now. This is a cheap plastic one, but I still like it, maybe I can hang it on my door at home." "Whatever you want to do baby," Linda

hugged her, "I'm sure your Dad can hang it up for you." "Thanks Mom," Andy looked at her, her voice serious. "Thanks for going to see Michelle and for

convincing Dad to bring me along. I haven't been here in five years, and I always wondered happened to the few things I had. Its nothing compared to what

you, dad, and the rest of the family has given to me, but for some strange reason I'm attached to some of this stuff." "That happens sometimes," Linda started

to pack up the majority of things in Andy's old bedroom. "Hey Andy, come here!" Danny called from the other bedroom. "I'll be right back," Andy looked over at

Linda before hurrying to find Danny. "Dad?" Andy walked into Michelle's bedroom, but was surprised when she didn't see him. "In here," Danny called from the

closet. Andy walked into the closet, and found Danny sitting on the floor looking through an old box. "What's in there," Andy sat down next to him? "These are

things that belonged to your mother and I," Danny handed her a picture of the two of them standing outside of his old precinct. "You look so much younger,"

Andy couldn't help but tease him. "Thanks a lot," Danny laughed. "But you look cute in your uniform," she added. "This is one of the first medals I got when I

walked the beat," Danny found the medal he gave her. "That's cool," Andy held the medal in her hand. "I think you should have it now," Danny put the lid back

on the box intending to take it with him. "Really?" Andy followed him out of the closet, "I can keep this now?" "You're the next in line," Danny looked at her. "Oh

wow thanks," Andy draped it over her head. "It looks better on you then it did on me anyways."

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"Hey Andy, how's it going?" Danny found her laying on his bed watching Netflix when he walked into to put his tie and coat away. Andy didn't say anything, but

Danny wasn't surprised, knowing that she had a tendency to zone out when she was watching programs she enjoyed. Danny started to walk out of the room

but was caught off guard seconds later. "Danny," Andy stopped him. Danny stopped and looked at her confused, it had been months since she called him by his

first name. "Where did that come from?" Danny wanted an answer. "I didn't know if you still wanted me to call you Dad since you found out I was your real kid,"

Andy looked at him intently. "Andy now that I'm your father is more of a reason for you to call me Dad," Danny was a little taken back by her train of thought.

"Are you ashamed of me, now that you know the truth?" "Andy," Danny ran a hand through his hair. "I don't even know where to start to answer that

question." "A yes or no," Andy mumbled. "Alright how about this for your answer, from now on you are only to refer to me as Dad," Danny looked at her

serious. "But in the beginning you told me I could call you Danny," Andy remembered. "That was before you were my biological child. And in the Reagan house

calling a parent by their first name is a sign of disrespect." "Really? Things are getting harder now that I'm your real daughter," Andy had never really been

trained in the arts of respect until becoming a Reagan. "Yes really," Danny was being completely honest with her. "If my father, your grandfather, was to walk in

here and I said hi Frank, he'd give me the worst whipping of my life." "I see your point," Andy looked at him wide eyed. "Needless to say, I will be following in

my father's footsteps if you call me Danny again." "Yes Sir," Andy gulped. "Now back to your original question, I could never be ashamed of you. I may be

disappointed in your actions at times, but I could never wish you weren't my daughter." "Are you sure?" "Andy I picked you to come and live with me and be a

part of my family before I even knew the two of us would develop a relationship like we have. And now that we do have that relationship, and I know the truth,

I couldn't be happier. Now come here, let me hold you for a while," Danny took a seat on the bed and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm so glad I have my little

girl, he whispered. "I'm glad I have you too Daddy," Andy rested her head against his chest.

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"Dad, mom's gone crazy, she's hanging up pictures of me all over the house!" Andy was paranoid the following day. "And this is a bad thing?" "It is when she

stops me every time I walk by and pinches my cheeks saying how cute a kid I was," Andy explained her predicament. "Then she shows them off to every

person who comes by, Erin was here earlier, and mom took her on a grand tour of my life from one picture to the other." "She's excited Andy, be nice to her and

show her respect for all the hard work she's put into it," Danny lifted her chin to make eye contact with her. "You wouldn't say that if you were the one getting

your cheeks pinched," Andy muttered. "What was that?" "I said I just love getting my cheeks pinched every five minutes," Andy put on a fake smile.

I enjoyed this chapter because it opened up a little more of a perspective regarding Andy and Linda, but it also gave Andy and Danny a little more time to talk... I am glad you all enjoyed the change in the story, I think it will definitely add character to the story... Since the past two chapters have been a little more serious, I'm hoping to bring back the more fun, trouble making Andy in the next chapter... Thanks for all the follows, favorites, and reviews... JusticeStandsTRUE