He Will Be Loved

Quincy smiled at him, holding Zac to his chest.
Things were never simple....
Jr burst into tears as Quincy put Zac's hand on the handle of the knife.
"Pull..."

Rick cooed to his son sftly.
Zac swallowed and with one yank, pulled the bloody knife out, like ripping off a bandaid...

Quincy didnt even flinch.
He kissed Zac softly, pressing their foreheads together.
"Would I let a murderer do that to me? Would A trust a murderer to pull I knife out of me?"

"Apparently so, cause you just let me." Zac smiled softly, pecking his cheek.

"Hell no I would not, be like my momma and daddy, not after seeing that. But your not a murderer so I let you....My precious baby"

"Whatever you say Quincy." He nodded, then frowned. "And what abotu your parents?"

"They are insane, next topic." He got up and wrapped him arm before picked Zac up and cradling him to his chest gently.

Zac frowned but decided not to push it.
"Well, how have you and Quinton been lately?"

"Good, I talk to him every day...We are just fine now."
He, Quinton and Dustin...

"Okay then." He nodded. "That's good." He wouldn't have to blame himself for that now.

Quincy sighed,
"That was never your fault Zachary...." He kissed him sweetly.

"Okay, you can say I'm not a murderer, you can say I'm precious and perfect but you can't say that that was not my fault." Zac clicked his tongue. "What were you two fighting about then?"

"Alot of different shit. Sure he was pissed about you but it was not all your fault Zac, you were the problem to him and the answer to me."

"Fine then." Zac rolled his eyes, laying his head on Quincy's shoulder.

Quincy smiled and kissed his temple.
"Brat." He stated simply as he cuddled Zac.

"And thats why ya love me." Zac grinned.
"MOMMY!" A loud, girlish shriek came from outside. It obviously came from Vikki.
"Oh hell..." Zac stood and walked out to where Vikki had toddled off to

Quincy frowned and followed him off to see what was wrong with his baby while Mike sighed, He felt bad for not finding the last baby yet.

Vikki's face was red as she pointed with a glare to her brother.
"He stowmped on my fwowews!"
Brayden was snickering at the ruined patch of flowers that Vikki had been trying to pick.
"My lord." Zac shook his head before telling Vikki it would be okay and popping Brayden lightly on the ass. The two always seemed to be fighting

Quincy smiled at them, scooping Viki up into his arms and kissing her cheek.
"Baby, its fine, we can go pick more."

"Otay dada." She nodded. Zac scooped Brayden up and carried him inside. "Figures. Momma, the one we give your middle name is the troublemaker." He smiled at his mother.

Kevin laughed lightly and opened his arms.
"Can I hold him?"

"Sure thing. But if he squirms, put him down. He's like a cat. He'll bite." Zac chuckled, kissing the child's cheek before handing him to Kevin.

Kevin grinned at him.
"Are you being a trouble maker?"

Brayden nodded at his grandmother, giving him a toothless grin.

"Good, give em hell more me okay? But dont be bad to grandma, we share a name.