Cowgirls Don't Cry.

Kevin did the same, falling into a deep sleep.
Days went by, Mike was still not home, Dustin was getting no better, dewayne was still unaware his mother was gone and Kevin was pretending not to care.

One day Rick took Alex to Quintons place. He wanted to take Kevin but he didn't want him making some comment about Mike bieng a bad momma..

Quincy was reading a book to his son. Like he said he was daddy, and he was a good one at that.

Rick knocked on the door firmly but politely. He knew he wouldn't get anywhere if he just started barging in and demanding thigns.

Quinton was soon opening the door for them, leaning against the door frame with a raised brow.
"What do you need?"

"Where did you take Mike and how do we get him out?" He asked.

"Mike is currently in prison. And you gotta talk to a judge and prov he is innocent." Quinton nodded at them.

"Alright. Quinton... does this really have to be so goddamn official? You KNOW he's a good momma..."

"Yes but im not a judge and I have no prof of him being a good momma so there is really nothing I can do." He sighed softly. "Believe me I hate it to."

"You are the one who came and took him Quinton!" Alex exclaiemde. Rick shushed him.

"Alex I was on duty! They move me around in the business! They send me to do a job and I do it, no questions asked!" He frowned, he did not have his brothers temper but he did not like bring hollered at either.

"We're family Quinton! You couldn't have done something?! He helped make sure your baby was okay when he had it! Hell he got the thing out of you! And this is what he gets?! You send him to prison!?"

"I didn't send him anywhere damnit! Whoever called did this! And I can't say who called, thats confidential, and let me remind you, I was around to watch him raise Kevin and Dewayne and AARON, he was a fucking good momma and even though my word is good, its not that good so right now they are holding him until they knew how to handle him!"

"Some fucking family you are!" He growled. "Who the hell called?!"

Quinton shook his head.
"Alex....Im not telling you. And just to remind you, my family is Quincy and Dustin. So I have been family with Mike longer than you have. This is not something I like and say what you will but I know im a good brother and friend. Now if your going to yell get out. If not, ill talk to the judge."

Alex continude to yell until Rick covered his mouth and talked nnormally.
"If you could talk to the judge I'd appreciate it." He yelped as Alex bit his hand.

Quinton nodded at him, his eyes lingering on Alex.
"And calm down, not like you protected him much before, stop trying to be his hero now."

Even Rick gave him a look at this.
"DUDE." He let go of Alex who punched Quinton square in the jaw before storming off. Rick sighed and shook his head before following him.

Quinton rubbed his jaw and shook his head,
"Im not wrong!!" He hollered. "I don't see you doing shit when Rick and David are talking down to him or hitting on him! But I sure see Blake, David, and Rick throwing fits when someone insults or hits their lovers!"

"FUCK OFF!" Alex yelled back, face a deep red.

"YOU KNOW ITS TRUE!! He growled, standing and stomping back inside.

Veins were bulging in Alex's face as Rick stroked his back and led him home.

Kevin was on the phone with Dewayne, going over private matters of their mother in the quiet of his room when he heard Rick and Alex come home. He quickly ended his call and made his way down stairs, raising a brow at his father.

Rick sat him down and sat beside him.
"Calm down."
"How fucking dare he..."
"Yes I know he's an ass. BREATH." He poked him.

Kevin made his way over, sitting on the couch and frowning.
"What happened?"