"What?" Dean shook his head with confusion.

"I'm sorry- I wanted to tell you before, but I thought it was best if I moved away. I was so young and confused, and I knew it wouldn't be what you wanted." She quickly spoke, gasping as she took a deep breath, not sure if she felt good that she had confessed, or completely sick waiting for his response.

"It was just… it was just one time we slept together." He said, "She… she's mine?" He turned to her as she nodded.

"Once was enough." Elise said, "I'm sorry, Dean. I've wanted to tell you for so long, but-"

"But you just thought you'd wait four years?" Dean snapped, "She's mine? All this time she's been my daughter?" He shook his head, "And I've known nothing."

"I thought it would be better. I didn't think it was what you wanted-"

"I would have liked the option." He said, running his hands through his hair and doubling over groaning, "This isn't happening." He said in disbelief, running his hands over his face and over his mouth, looking on at her as she looked down at the ground, "She's really mine?" He shook his head.

"Really." Elise nodded, "I'm sorry. I just wanted you to know, before it really got too late." She said, "Toni deserves a father. Seeing you hold Liesel, it just made me realise how much you deserve to know." She said.

"Why wouldn't you tell me back then? I would have- I would have done something. If I couldn't stand up to being a father, I would have provided you and her with something." He said.

"I didn't want her around violence or the work you do. And I knew I couldn't put you on the spot to choose between us. I just-"

"I would have chose you." He looked her in the eyes, "You think I like this job? You think any of us do?"

"I thought you enjoyed it." Elise shrugged.

"Yeah, maybe when I'm getting high, and I'm with my friends, I enjoy it. But I don't enjoy the physical work of it all." He said, "I don't think any of us do." He said, "You're sure she's mine?" He asked again, still in utter shock and disbelief. He had a daughter? Never would he have thought.

"Yes, Dean. I'm sure she's yours. And not just because of her DNA, but because she has bright, blue eyes." She smiled to herself, "Dirty blonde hair. I knew from the minute I held her when she was born that she was yours." She admitted.

"I just- I can't believe it." He ran his hands through his hair, "I can't believe you've waited this long to tell me." He shook his head. It was something he should have been told from the start, no matter if she was scared of his reaction or not. He deserved to know about his own child, as surreal as it still sounded.

"It wasn't easy for me." Elise shook his head.

"What did you think? That I was going to neglect her? That I wouldn't want to see her grow up? That I wouldn't want to be a part of her life?" He questioned argumentatively.

"I don't know what I was thinking. It just seemed right to get away. You know Phil and my father would have killed you if they found out you slept with me, let alone got me pregnant." She said, "I thought I was doing what was best for Toni."

"No… no you done what was easiest and best for you." Dean shook his head, "You had no right to ever hide her from me." He said, once letting the shock settle in, he was getting extremely angry with how he had been treated in all of this.

"Please don't be angry." Elise sighed.

"I have a right to be angry. Don't you think?" He said, standing up suddenly, "You're just like everyone else. You of all people. You who I thought was different. You just see me as a scum bag, thieving, no good killer, who needs to be shielded from his own daughter." He spat.

"Dean, of course I don't think that-" She pulled at his hand to tug him back down but he shook her away.

"Don't touch me!" He shouted, "Don't you ever touch me."

"Dean..."

"I need some air." He shook his head, walking away in a storm, not really knowing where he was going, just heading where his legs were carrying him. He just couldn't believe this. Of course now that he was thinking about it in depth, he could see the matching dates, and the reason behind Elise's abrupt flee after they'd slept together.

"Look… look at her yawning." AJ gasped whilst keeping a hold of Liesel whilst she slept, not being able to let her go or put her down, just in awe by her, so instantly in love with her. Sami had gone off to the cafeteria for a snack, which gave Punk and AJ some time alone with their daughter. "She looks like you so much." She looked up at Punk with a smile who was leaning over, smiling on at Liesel who was blissfully unaware of her whereabouts, completely settled in her mothers arms whilst she enjoyed a night time doze.

"Nah, she's beautiful. She's all you." Punk implied, "My mom would have loved her." He smiled, not being able to help think how much his mother would have fallen in love with her. It was sad to know that the only grandparent Liesel had, was Jack. It was rather unfortunate. But luckily enough she had a mother and father who loved her unconditionally.

"So would have mine." AJ agreed, "And my dad." She nodded, feeling Punk sit down on the edge of the bed, wrapping his arm around her as she leaned into him, stroking Liesel's cheek softly whilst feeling Punk press a soft kiss on her head.

"They're still here." Punk nodded, "They'll be looking over her together." He implied as AJ nodded, "No doubt getting ready to joke about all the mistakes we're gonna make with her." He said as AJ looked up at him with a playful smile.

"You think we're gonna be good at this?" She asked him seriously.

"I'm not sure. But I know we love her enough to try our best. Dare I say we get it right all the time, but we're always gonna love her." He said, "That's all that really matters." He said.

"Yeah." AJ nodded, "I guess it is."

"Why didn't you tell him?" Dennis asked Jack whilst sitting on the couch in his brothers house.

"The boy has just had his first child. For once I didn't want to make everything about me." Jack said, "I'll pop round when AJ and Liesel come home." He told his brother.

"Do you think he's gonna stay?" Dennis asked hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter what I think, Dennis. The boy isn't going anywhere. He works here. His blood is here. His life is this. And when I do die, which thankfully isn't predicted anymore, I do expect him to carry this business on, and pass it down to his son and so on."

"But he has a daughter." Dennis said.

"And what? He can't have more children?" Jack raised his eyebrows as Dennis just shrugged.

"I know Phil." Dennis said, "He wouldn't force this job or life on anyone. Espeically not one of his own. And you know April wouldn't allow it."

"Oh, April this… April that. Who cares about her? What'd I tell you in the beginning? She's just a distraction for him. Everything was fine before she showed up." Dennis shook his head.

"Except it wasn't though, was it?" Dennis questioned, "Phil wasn't happy, now he is. Doesn't that make you smile just a little?" Dennis question.

"No. It doesn't. Because I need my son here." Jack spat, "Since when were you team Phil?" Jack questioned with raised eyebrows.

"Since I was there when you weren't." Dennis said, "Who stayed up with him and Elise after Lisa died, when you'd go out on benders? Me. I had to explain to him that his mom had died. I took care of them both as kids more than you ever did." He said, "And I've watched you force him into something he was never meant to be." Dennis said, "You never even let the poor kid go to school."

"Hey. I did. I gave him the option and he chose not to go. And when he did go, he'd just end up in fights with other kids. It's not my fault he is the way he is."

"It's exactly your fault." Dennis said, "It sure as hell wasn't Lisa's. Things just began to go wrong with the kids when she died."

"Stop… stop talking about my family… my dead wife, like you know what we went through. I was eighteen when I had Phil. I didn't know how to take care of myself, never mind him. You'd only come up for the weekends after Lisa died. And then you'd go back up North to work the exact same job you claim that I'm pushing onto Phil." Jack spat, "I don't know why the hell you are playing saint here." He spat.

"I know I'm not a saint, Jack." Dennis shook his head, "I just think you need to stop and look around you for a minute. You have two grandchildren, a daughter and a son. You should be taking pride in that. Not pushing one away and depending on the other to turn to evil all the time." Dennis shook his head.

"I think you should just shut up." Jack spat, "You know I do what I want. If it means I have to kill that girl and send Liesel to an orphanage somewhere unknown, then god damn it I will!" Jack spat, "My son stays here, he doesn't go anywhere. Do you understand me?"

Dennis just nodded, putting his hands up defensively. He tried and he tried to get through. But Jack would always be Jack. He's always be evil.