I'm shocked to have gotten time to write anything but here it is. Now here soon we are going to have a time jump just a warning (not this chapter). Anyways my updates have been slow because I've been running non stop doing everything ever in the history of ever. I should get lined out after the holidays pass. Happy Holidays everyone and be safe.

Brian glared across the street and Daryl smirked following his eyes. He had the same look Mac got when he was about to stir shit up and there was no stopping him. Hannah was across the street with Sophia both on the grass talking while Hannah tried to convince the girl that sewing was something she would be interested in. Sophia had made it clear earlier in the day her thoughts on sewing but Merle had told her to suck it the fuck up so Hannah would shut up. Daryl had just smirked and ducked out of the room before he could get drug into and it seemed Brian had the same thought.

"I don't understand her." Brian huffed.

Daryl cut his eyes to his nephew and chuckled but said nothing more. It seemed the boy was working himself up into a lather.

Brian looked at him and growled, "She always compares everyone to him but she refuses to be with him! Then she gets mad when she would hear about other girls or I'd meet another girl when I was with him but she was with that bastard that we all know is queer."

Daryl barked out a laugh causing Hannah and Sophia to both look up at him. He couldn't hide his smile and his body shook with laughter which only caused Brian's face redden further in anger. Daryl ducked his head trying to get control of himself while more people started looking towards them.

"Fuck I needed that." Daryl chuckled. "And stop trying to figure women out."

"Why?" Brian scowled glaring at his mom.

Daryl elbowed him and scowled, "And stop being a little shit, just cause you don't understand don't mean you get to treat her like shit. Mac catches you doing that shit and you'll regret it." Daryl leaned back on his elbows watching the town around them. It made him uneasy being here. I wasn't the people or the walls, it was the man that still lurked here. "As for figuring women out...don't. They understand each other kid and look how much like they each other."

Brian snorted and mirrored him kicking his legs out but bending one at the knee slightly. Daryl caught Sophia's eyes and seen her pleading for him to come save her and he grinned and motioned to her to come to him. She all but slapped Hannah's arm to get her attention while tossing her stuff down and pointed to Daryl speaking. Daryl seen Hannah shoot him a look but he kept his eyes locked on hers and Sophia took off for him. Hannah raised a brow at him but he kept his face clear till Sophia blocked it from the woman.

"What took you so long!" She huffed at him.

Brian glared at her, "We were talking and it didn't concern you."

"Yeah because I'm sure anything you'd say would be note worthy." Sophia snapped moving to Daryl's other side.

Daryl chuckled again and then scowled realizing just how much these two were like him and Mac. Always at each other's throats with no real venom. Shooting a look at both he set up and glared at ahead. He waved his thoughts away knowing that Brian liked her despite them bitching at each other. He'd seen him damn near bite someones head off over Sophia the other day when he'd had them both out. He'd been showing Sophia how to break a hold when Tucker had volunteered, the man hadn't hurt the girl but startled her. When she yelped Brian had stood up and went off on the man demanding that Daryl not let him help Sophia anymore cause he was careless and was going to get her hurt.

Daryl was pretty sure they seen each other like brother and sister. He knew Brian had wanted a brother for years from things he'd said to him and his brothers and he dind't pretend to know what Sophia wanted like that. She didn't talk about having the best of a home life so he didn't think she'd wish another kid into that. Though she could have just to not have been alone.

Mac scowled watching as Hannah made her way towards him and turned trying to escape before she could cause him to get more pissed off than he already was. He didn't need this shit and again this woman was fucking with his head. That was always how it was though with her. Every other woman he knew immediately what they wanted from him and he knew what he was willing to give. They knew. But with her...everything he stood by went out the window and he didn't know which way was up. It pissed him the fuck off and he wanted to get the fuck away from her but he couldn't just ignore her forever she was the mother to his son.

Mac rounded the corner and caught an arm to the throat and grunted. Merle had a smug look on his face, "Where you going so fast little brother?"

Growling he stepped back and moved to go around him but Merle caught him in the chest his hand planting there, "Fuck off Merle aint got time for this shit."

"Aint askin' if you got time you little fuck face." Merle snapped that smug smile never leaving, "I'm just giving her time to catch up."

"Fuck you." Mac snarled.

Merle stepped aside just as the sounds of boots met their ears and slipped away cackling. Mac scowled after him wanting nothing more than to see him trip and fall but Merle's hand raised flipping him off over his shoulder. Hannah appeared and Mac huffed seeing her eyes brighten seeing him standing there. He turned disappearing again and slipped around the corner. If she wanted to have it out then fucking fine. He could do that but he wasn't about to deal with it in the middle of this fucking town.

Mac leaned again the back of the house the brick biting into him reminding him breathe. Keeping his eyes clear of just how pissed off he was over all her shit he watched her hesitantly walk for him. She looked unsure and chewed her lip sighing before taking another step.

"If you're doing this then get the fuck over here cause I aint here to watch you dance around back here." Mac growled.

Hannah's eyes darkened and he smirked seeing her anger flaring at him. She walked over right to him snatching the cigarette from his mouth and crushing it leaving another dead butt in his normal haunt. He glared at her but she glared right back.

"I didn't hide being pregnant and I didn't hide your son Mac." Hannah's voice was soft despite her eyes sending warning signals, "Daryl ran into me and it was the first time I'd seen ANY of you all since you moved. I didn't know how to get ahold of anyone and it was like you were in the wind."

Mac nodded knowing it was the truth. Him and his brother's always had a talent for fading to black leaving things like they were never there. Daryl more so then them but it was a talent they all had regardless.

"I wanted you there, I wanted you there for you son." Hannah started again, "I was scared and alone with know way to know if you would even want to know."

Mac felt a sneer starting and growled, "Our daddy might not have been for shit but that don't mean that we're like him goddamn it."

Hannah flinched at his words, "You know that Daryl seen me and Brian...he said those same words to me. I thought he was going to lose it on me."

Mac nodded and smiled in the face of her anger. He knew just how mad Daryl was cause the day Daryl got back he'd damn near knocked his door off the hinges with the way he'd come into the house. Daryl was never the angry one who was destructive, that was him and Merle. They all had tempers to rival the devil but reacted differently. That day though he knew his brother was ready to blow up and at first had been excited at the prospect of seeing his usually standoffish twin rip into someone but then Daryl opened his mouth. They had always had a way of feeding off the other's moods and it was no different here. When those words left his mouth tell him he had a son and that she hadn't told him he had seen red. More than red everything bled into a multitude of colors so bright and blaring that he'd felt sick with anger. He'd actually doubled over so angry his chest heaved and he'd damn near got sick right there. He wanted to ring her fucking neck, he wanted to scream at her, and he wanted to run as far as he fucking could.

It was right then when Daryl had seen it in his body and his eyes what he was thinking. Daryl had slammed him backwards into the wall ripping his ass all that anger from before pouring out and leveling Mac out. His vision cleared and instead of the red drugging haze of anger he was left with stillness. He needed to get his shit together and he needed to find Hannah. She had been the one to decide this shit wasn't for her, that he wasn't and then he'd done what she wanted. He left.

"Sounds about right." Mac spoke his voice focused on his thoughts.

Hannah moved and was suddenly right in front of him, "I never tried to replace you for Brian."

Mac growled thoughts of Todd pushing their way to the front of his mind. Her bruises were gone but the memory hadn't faded a bit. Brian had since told him more of Todd since he was here more and not just a town away. His son was adamant that Todd was going to hurt her and that he wasn't right in the head. It was these things his son told him that had him watching the man, had his brothers watching the man, and the rest of the guys who were like an extension of his own family. All of them agreed that Todd wasn't quite right.

"You know he isn't safe." Mac spoke suddenly his voice clear of all anger.

Hannah blinked at the shift of his moods. His need to keep her safe and his son safe were almost overwhelming since this shit started. Having them right there was only making it worse.

"Me and Todd aren't together."

Mac raised a brow, "You told him cause I don't think he knows."

Hannah nodded, "He knows...he just, he's difficult with some things."

"I'll make it simple then." Mac snapped.

Hannah smiled at him and he fought smiling in return. He kept his face clear as he watched her. He'd always been able to read her like a book despite her trying to keep him from doing just that. He watched everything playing across her face as she worked things out.

"You do that and you know how this ends." Mac tilted his head.

Before he could move she slammed him into causing a grunt to leave him before her mouth sealed his. Growling his hand tangled in her hair and his arm went around her waist lifting her with ease. Her legs wound around him and her arms locked around his neck and shoulders. Tightening his grip in his her hair Mac pulled back from her breathing heavy watching her face as they panted for breath.

"Don't leave again."

Mac raised a brow, "I don't what you wanted."

"I lied."

Mac growled at her words and she jerked him back to her. Her body was moving against his as he supported her weight and she started working his shirt open her hands roaming him freely. She'd never been shy and neither had he. Hell she had walked right in on him when he'd first got here and ended up in his lap while he'd been naked and kicked out on his bed.

Her teeth sinking into his lip had his eyes locking with hers and pulling him from his thoughts. She was like a cool drink of water to the fire coursing through him. The sound of someone near by had them breaking apart and trying to get their breath. Brian and Sophia's laugh were loud but Mac knew it wasn't just them and Hannah's legs unlocked from around him.

"I'm serious Mac...don't leave." Hannah's eyes locked on him and she smiled her lips bruised, "This is how it should have been all these years."