<Dallas's POV>

A thread. A single thread is the only thing I have left of patience. The reason I fell in love with Skyler is because she had this fiery spark. You didn't even need to know her to see it. All you needed to see was her fire a comeback or throw one punch to find that spark. Now there are two sides of her and neither show the light of that spark.

There is the side of her that has tears running down her face out of stress and being tired. When she finally puts Tibby to sleep I expect to have some time with her, but instead she just cries and falls asleep. I get it that taking care of a baby is hard work and I try to help as much as I can, buy no matter how hard I try I can barely steal a kiss from her. Hell the only time I get to even get close to sex is when she breast feeds.

Then we have her other side. The side where she spends every second of the day coddling Tibby. When she starts aweing at Tibby it's very obvious that her spark, the spark I fell in love with, is gone. Don't me wrong, Tibby is my daughter and she's perfect, but she's changed Skyler, and not for the good.

I step out of the bedroom in the morning and see Skyler wearing a loose tank top and has her black hair tied up in a knot at the top of her head and makeup on from two days ago. She's burping Tibby, probably just fed her. Tiny burps come from Tibby as Skyler pats her back and kind of bounces on her toes.

"Morning Skyler Elizabeth," I say as happy as I can manage. She mumbles a hello then puts a now sleeping Tibby in a crib she brought into the kitchen. "Are we doing anything today?" I ask.

"You can, I have to stay with Tibby," she says cleaning up the kitchen a bit.

"You don't even want to see Chris," I suggest, hoping she will finally come out of the house, "you can bring Tibby, to the Curtis's." Skyler sits at the kitchen counter and puts her head in her hands.

"Fine, lets go, I'll grab some stuff for Tibby," she says getting up and throwing some baby stuff in a bag. I finally become happy that she is leaving the house. Throwing her a black leather jacket she slides it on swiftly and grabs Tibby out of the crib. She doesn't even wake up.

We walk out of the door and onto the sidewalk. As we pass a few snickering teens embarrassment runs through me. Anger electrifies the blood flowing through my veins. They're judging eyes watch me walk next to a girl carrying a toddler. My whole tough ego fades away in that moment. "Cute family grease," the Soc says sarcastically. I glare at him, but Skyler just keeps walking with her head up. "Ooh you guys are a tough bunch aren't ya?" The guy says with his friends snickering behind him. I walk away from Skyler who stops and turns to me.

"Go ahead, taunt me one more time man," I say looking at the Soc as intense as possible.

"Oh I'm not taunting, I'm just saying how cute your family is, must be nice being teen parents," he mocks. I throw my first straight into his mouth and he stumbles back holding where my fist made contact with his face.

"I'm twenty asshole, not a immature fucking teen."

"Dally!" Skyler yells from behind me. I turn around breathing heavily.

"Just go to the Curtis's," I yell to her. She and a now crying Tibby walk in the direction of the Curtis house. The soc walks back up to me.

"Wow tough dad huh? Throw punches like that at your kid?" He asks smirking with blood on his teeth. I throw a punch at the Soc and it hits his cheekbone with a satisfying crack. He falls to the ground and I continue to punch the Soc over and over. His friends run elusively away, scared.

He connects his fist with my temple and my head spins. I fire back with a punch to his nose. Now satisfied I walk away from the bloodied pulp that lays stuck to the ground.

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"Hey Dal," Pony shouts as I walk in the door.

"Hey man," I say delighted. Also to my liking I see Two-Bit and Johnny are here with the Curtis's as well. Skyler is sitting with Chris on the couch holding Tibby. She looks at me and glares down at my hands.

"Dallas, you're hands," she says. I look down and see my knuckles are split open and bleeding a little.

"What did you do before you got here?" Two asks chuckling. Skyler raises her eyebrows at me.

"Took care of some vermin man," I grumble.

"Sure looks like it," Chris says smirking, "Soc?" I nod my head.

"What was he doing? Taunting your soft ass?" Two jokes. I glare at him.

"Actually he was taunting my daughter and my girl, screw off Kieth," I say sternly, but he just keeps laughing.

<Skyler's POV>

He couldn't of just ignored the guy instead of beating him up. I hold Tibby as she rests in my arms. "Dallas do me a favor and wash the blood off of your hands," I request. His head falls and a sigh escapes his mouth as he goes into the bathroom.

"He doesn't like this whole softy thing," Chris whispers. I hang my head.

"I know and I'm trying so hard to not be mushy all the time, but it's hard with an infant," I plead. She takes my hands.

"Hey just remember no matter what happens, you will always have me," Chris says. I smile.

"Thanks Chris... and now that I know I have you do you mind holding Tibby for a little bit," I ask. Chris nods and then places Tibby on her pregnant stomach. I walk into the bathroom. It's time to fix this gap between Dally and me. "Hey, why don't we try the upstairs bathroom, it's bigger," I say biting my lip and touching his shoulder. He smirks and we walk elusively to the bathroom upstairs. When we get there Dally takes my hands.

"What exactly do we need a bigger bathroom for?" He asks knowing what I'm actually talking about.

"Whatever you want," I ask teasingly walking away a bit. Dally grabs my hips and pulls my mouth to his forcefully. He presses me up against a wall and leans his body onto mine. "I love you Dallas." He doesn't answer, he just keeps kissing me. I hear a ear piercing cry from downstairs. Dally backs away. "Tibby," I mumble and then rush out of the room leaving a very upset Dallas in the bathroom. I follow the cry downstairs and look at the scene. Two-Bit is holding the screaming baby, trying desperately to calm her down while Darry is trying to heat up a bottle I filled, but making it to hot and Johnny is covering his ears as Pony yells at Two that he's holding the baby wrong. Pony starts to try and take Tibby from Two's arms. The two fumble and I see what's about to happen before it even occurs. I sprint and slide on the ground on my back as Two and Pony loose hold of Tibby and she begins to fall to the floor, but as I slide on my back she lands in my arms. I sigh out of relief and I hear the bathroom door open and Chris walks out. "What happened to watching Tibby?" I ask her. She shrugs and looks around.

"I had to pee." I close my eyes and sigh again.

"Come on man you nearly dropped my infant on the hardwood," Dally yells to Two-Bit from the stairs. "Nice catch by the way Skyler Elizabeth," Dally throes in. I let out a chuckle mixed with a sigh. I stand up with Tibby in my arms as she cries. I try to get her to sleep, but she won't.

"Darry do you have that bottle?" I ask. He comes running from the kitchen with a bottle and I start to feed Tibby. "Thanks a lot savages," I says smirking. They all laugh a little. "Next time Johnny, you're in charge," I say laughing. He smiles and rubs Tibby's head.

"Hey I wasn't good at being in charge?" Chris questions.

"You left Tibby with the Neanderthals," I say laughing.

"Never mind that, there's going to be a next time?" Dally asks raising his eyebrows.

"Oh hold it in Winston," I demand playfully. We all laugh and Tibby falls asleep in my arms after being fed.

Finally peace and quiet.

<Soda's POV>

My skin is still pink, but it isn't technically harming my physical level. Steve began physical therapy a while before me. Only two weeks ago did I finally finish the therapy. Steve and I trained for a while more and now when there is a call, it's time for us to go back into combat. "Hey Pepsi Cola!" Steve yells as he comes around the corner of our bunk.

"What now bud?" I ask putting on a shirt.

"Your boy just got himself a girl," he announces to me happily. I cock an eyebrow at him.

"As far as I know they're aren't any women around here." Steve points a finger at me.

"That's just the thing, I was looking, she's the daughter of a general here, therefore she was accepted into the army, so I found her, and I like what I found very much," he says smirking. I sigh and smile a little.

"Are you only in this for one thing?"

"No, I actually do like her, she is very strong, in fact I would know how strong she is especially when induced by lust and passion," he says smiling. I laugh a little.

"You already got in her pants?" He frowns.

"Don't say it like that, I actually very much like this girl, and by the way she lives in Tulsa, so that means a lot more making love for me, oh and did I mention, she's a greaser," Steve points out.

"You don't think I actually believe that you already got in bed with her?" I ask. Steve raises his eyebrows.

"You want proof?" He asks. "I've got scars on my back to prove it."

"Ok never mind, I believe you, just don't lead this girl on if you don't actually like her," I demand.

"No I promise I do actually like this girl, almost as much as you love Chris," he mentions. My face falls, I had been trying desperately to forget the pain that has hollowed out my heart. I just miss her so much that it's almost like I've lost a vital organ. I fall onto my bunk and just sit there staring. Steve realizes what he said and sits by my side. "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up," he apologizes. I shrug it off.

"So when do I get to meet this girl and what's her name?" I ask.

"Lena," a feminine voice says from behind me. I whip my head around with Steve doing the same thing. I see a girl standing confidently in a military uniform with her brown hair in a tight bun, standing next to our bunk. "My name is Lena."

A/N

LENA

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!

Just kidding I know. You may wanna keep track of this chick. By the way, do you guys like that Steve is becoming a bigger character or not? Comment so I know.

Dallas still isn't happy with his relationship by the way. Oh and ya in my story Skyler and Dally are twenty and and Soda and Chris are like around eight teen.

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