Well this chapter is what it is. Meh. I'm undecided on how I feel about it. Hope everyone has a good weekend.

Hannah was standing below the tree he knew Brian was in. She was glaring up into it with her hands on her hips. Mac felt a sneer curl his lip just seeing her. For three weeks this bitch done what was the best and avoided him like the plague. Why she suddenly thought now was a good chance to push him he wasn't sure but she'd fucked up. Stepped in it royally. No one, not even his mother, was going to fuck his with his goddamn son and get away with that.

"Brian come down right now."

"No." He deadpanned.

"I SAID RIGHT NOW!"

"No."

Mac wanted to laugh. It was hard not too. He sounded like Daryl when they were younger and he was trying to get him to get into shit. Shit that landed his ass in trouble quite often. Petulant and pissed off. There was just enough trace of anger in it with sneer that was one hundred percent Dixon.

"Don't make me-"

"Make you what?" Mac questioned from behind.

Hannah whirled around her hand shooting to her chest and gasping. Her eyes widened and she tried to smile. His face didn't change a fraction of an inch. Staring right at her he felt every shitty thing she'd done and said. He'd tried to bury for his son when he got here. He'd been worried about her when he was out there because he knew how useless she was. Unless you were burying your dick in her she couldn't really do much else. It was sad but it was what it was.

"Mac you scared me." Hannah smiled, "I was just telling Brian to come down."

Mac raised a brow at her and her smile fell. He looked to his son and the moment his eyes met Brian's his son swung down from the tree. Landing lightly on his feet he stepped over to his father. Hannah grabbed for his wrist but Brian jerked away violently.

"Don't fucking touch me." His voice was low. "Just don't."

Hannah blew out a breath and stared at Brian for a bit before looking at Mac. "I have rights."

"I'm not keeping him from you." Mac shrugged. "You damn well know that Hannah. Even if we were able to go to court he's old enough to choose where he wants to be and I think he's damn well made it clear."

Brian crossed his arms over his chest and scowled, "In case it's not clear- I choose my dad."

Mac felt his heart knock heavy in his chest and Hannah's eyes watered. "What did I do to deserve the both of you abandoning me?"

"You have got to be shitting me!" Brian barked. "I can't with this woman!"

Brian stormed away and Hannah's jaw dropped. In an instant her tears cleared and she huffed at him. Mac shook his head at her but her hand shot out.

"Mac you know that thing with Phillip..."

Her words died and Mac turned his head following her line of sight. That knocking in his chest turned into a thud that would leave a lasting bruise on his chest. Brian was shaking with anger but ran into Andrea apparently. It wasn't uncommon for him to see his son with Andrea- not i the slightest really. But it was the way they were standing together. The way he shifted closer to her and hung his head. He knew Brian was hurt from Hannah and so did the rest of his family. Andrea's hand was on his shoulder and before he knew her arms were aroud his son hugging him to her chest. Brian stood staller than her but that didn't matter when his son hugged her back.

At the sound of a snake being drowned in gasoline he looked back over. Hannah's mouth was opening and closing with that volatile sound spilling out. He looked away because just seeing her was ruining his day and looked back at Brian. Andrea was turning him towards the house now and he wanted to follow. Fuck, he hated being around people most fo the time and didn't think he'd be able to deal with anyone.

"Mac." Hannah whispered.

When his eyes met hers there was clear worry showing. "What?"

"Why is that woman walking with my son like that?"

"Ours." He corrected. "Since Andrea's been the one who took care of him when he was sick and then me; I guess his ass is comfortable with her. He's not use to a woman mothering him." He smiled at the flinch she showed, "Now he has Carol and Andrea both watching over him."

Hannah glared at him, "Like I was saying- I'm sorry for cheating and I want to try."

"No." He shook his head, "That's a big fuck no with fuck no sprinkles. Fuck give that a side of fuck no and an extra side of it."

The sound of footfalls and Daryl's voice had his head turning. His brother's face was blood red and Sophia's. Carol looked highly amused and again he wanted to follow. Anything that would embarrass Daryl and his mini me was worth it. Daryl looked up meeting his eyes at that and jerked his head. Mac turned to walk towards him but Hannah's hand closed around his wrist.

"Are you fucking her?"

Mac turned his head and glared, "No."

"Liar." She hissed, "I cheated. I get it your mad but two wrongs don't make a right. Are. You. Fucking. Her?"

"Not yet." Mac sneered.

With that he walked away and met up with his brother. Carol smiled at him brightly and he almost froze. That look was off. She winked at him and Daryl cringed. Sophia blanched and his nuts started to crawl into his body.

"Mac where is Brian?" Carol lilted.

Feeling the need to protect his son he raised a brow, "What do you need him for?"

"I want us all to talk."

"Talk." Mac mimicked.

"Yes. I think it's time we had a nice talk. Don't you Daryl?"

Daryl's face blanched and then flooded with color so fast it almost made Mac sick to his stomach to see. What the fuck did Brian do? Eyes shooting to Sophia he grimaced. If he was anything like his dad he had a few ideas. Picking up his pace he jogged away and Carol's laugh followed him.

Mac burst into the house and skidded into the kitchen. Brian was on the counter while Andrea moved around the room. He was eating an apple and smiled when he seen his dad. Mac face was thunderous and Brian's smile fell. He tensed getting ready to dodge something being thrown at him.

"You didn't! Tell me you didn't do it." Mac glared, "You better have kept your dick in your pants!"

Brian's face blazed red and Andrea whipped around. His apple slipped from his hand and hit the floor. Mouth opening and closing he looked like a fish out of water that was being electrocuted.

"NO!" He finally struggled and forced out.

"Tell me right now if you're lying! Daryl is on his way in here right now with Carol on his heels."

"She touched MY dick. I didn't touch her! I TOLD HIM THAT! MERLE WAS THERE!" Brian voice was panicked. His eyes were wide and Mac nodded but Brian jumped from the counter.

"Running won't help." Mac smiled, "Believe me I've ran from quite a few pissed of dads in my time."

"I believe that." Andrea laughed.

The door opened and Sophia stepped into the room stiffly. Carol drug Daryl into the room by his wrist, literally. Mac grinned at him and wanted to tell him atleast it wasn't his balls but kept his mouth shut. There was a look in Carol's eyes that made him want to be quiet. He didn't like it.

"Oh good you're all here." Carol pushed Daryl into a chair at the table. "I think we should all have a seat and talk."

Sophia was in the seat next to Daryl so fast she was a blur. She was pressed to his side like she could disappear. Daryl shifted slightly and it almost seemed he was trying. Carol stared at Andrea and she went to the table. Mac watched as Brian slowly made his way over. He made a point to not be close to Sophia. Mac chose the seat next to Sophia on purpose and that set him right in front of Carol.

"Daryl made a point today and Merle agreed." Carol started and turned her eyes to Brian and Sophia, "Both think you two need to hear the finer points about growing up and sex."

"Fuck me." Brian groaned and his head slammed into the table.

Andrea winced and Sophia jerked.

"No that's what we're trying to prevent." Carol glared. "Now Daryl what was it you were saying?"

Daryl stared right at her and the look on his face was pure horror. Andrea leaned forward like a dog with a bone. Mac felt his smile spreading across his face and turned his eyes to his assbackwards brother. This would be good.

"Carol." Daryl glared.

"I think they need to hear a man's point of view." Carol glared right back.

Mac threw his hand into the air, "OH PICK ME! Pick me!"

Carol met his eyes and the amusement there was gleaming and he grinned. For once someone was on his side with humiliating everyone around him. Goddamn it where was Merle. He would be amazing at giving the sex talk. He could clearly recall him cornering Daryl when they were younger and going into every disgusting detail he thought about. Yeah, that'd work on these two. One talk of his case of clap and Sophia's legs wouldn't be parting for a long time.

"Mac?"

"Men are whores." Mac shrugged and leaned back throwing his arm over Sophia's shoulder and trying to pry her from Daryl. "And the Dixon's are downright pussyhounds." Mac gripped Daryl's shoulder roughly and jarred him.

Carol sighed and Andrea's eyes went to him. He waited till everyone was staring at Brian who still refused to lift his head and he dropped his eyes to her tits and then licked his lips. Yeah, he might not be fucking her but he would. Hannah could blow a dead man for all he cared.

"We know you're close and we aren't mad about that but we don't want an unplanned pregnancy." Carol nudged Brian.

"Shoot me."

"I imagine if you knock Sophia up Daryl will." Merle laughed from behind them.

Daryl's face went from horror to complete slasher film. Sophia's eyes watered and Brian almost fell out of his chair.

"Hell if you I catch your hand even running up her thigh then I'll remove it." Merle warned.

"Could you be anymore violent?" Andrea growled, "Like you were a saint Merle Dixon."

"Fuck no I wasn't and if that boy is anything like is goddamn daddy then he's going to be a whore."

"I'm not a whore." Brian whined into the table while dragging the table cloth up over his head.

"Merle." Daryl interrupted. Clearing his throat. "Shut the fuck up."

"Hell no I have a wealth of knowledge to give these two."

"I'm sure how to get rid of clap isn't needed." Daryl snapped.

"Not yet."

Sophia spun and glared at Merle, "Are you suggesting I'll be a whore and get clap?"

Merle's face blanched. Andrea and Carol both stared at the man as Sophia used Daryl's shoulder for balance.

"Well no."

Sophia spun back around and looked at Daryl, "I told you I wasn't doing anything weird or sexy. I tried to hurt him."

"Cheap shot." Mac shook his head, "Such a cheap shot."

"Shut up Mac. Go whine to Martinez your boyfriend about your problems." Sophia snarled, "You all come in here like I need lectured. I know what sex is. I've been living with the 'Dixon Pussyhounds' for a damn year. Brian is Mac's son."

"I'll have you know we aren't dating." Mac laughed. Sophia glared and he waggled his brows at her.

"Stop." Daryl's head fell forward joining Brian's on the table.

"When the day comes I have sex believe I won't need stories about clap and whatever else Merle and Mac have to say." Sophia stood up. "I'll talk to my MOM and DAD about it if I need to say something."

With that she stormed away but not before wrenching Daryl out of his seat. It was funny to see his brother lead around by these two tiny women. Looking around he realized everyone's jaws were hanging open. Brian looked like a dead body though.

Carol started to open his mouth and Mac whistled getting her attention, "Not needed Carol. I talked to him last week about this shit. Besides he's not stupid."

Carol nodded and Brian met his eyes pleading and he waved him away. Merle flopped into his seat the second he escaped. Carol frowned and looked at the stairs.

"She's mad."

"NO." Merle laughed, "She's more like Daryl than any kid I've ever seen to not have his blood. They're both embarrassed."