What Was Lost

Chapter One
The apartment was warm despite the freezing temperatures outside and the group gathered within was enjoying an evening of watching TV.
“What is this movie called?” Asked a bubby woman named Jen who was cuddling on the couch with a large fellow by the name of Sid who despite his large size seemed to be hiding behind his girlfriend.
“She ran outside!” Answered a tall raven haired woman with rich blue eyes and taste for wearing oversized bright shirts.
“It’s better than last week’s feature, at least this actress can keep her clothes on, opps, I spoke to soon. How exactly did a branch rip off her shirt and bra?” A much shorter woman said from the floor in front of the couch.
“Shush. Don’t question good cinema.” Said Mark sitting on the floor near to her.
“Statements like that are why I broke up with you.” The brunette said cruelly.
“Ouch, At least you could have softened it a little.” He said pretending to be hurt.
“I thought you broke up with him so I could go out with him.” The taller girl said sitting down and leaning against the man.
“I WAS really mad at you that week.” Daria Morgendorffer said with a straight face.
“He’s really not a very good boyfriend is he?” Jane Lane laughed as Mark frowned and joined him on the floor cuddling with her boyfriend to stop his puppy dog look.

“Another one dead, that’s 9 so far, this guy is good. Although a little sloppy.” The third man in the room, Jim said from an easy chair.
“He’s cutting through them like rice paper, how is that sloppy?” Asked Jane.
“Well he should hide the bodies, in real life he could keep killing without notice until people started finding the bodies. Think about all the people that disappear each year without a trace. One super serial killer who knows how to hide b…” Jim explained until the small brunette ran from the living room into her bedroom and slammed the door.
“Did your parents have any children who lived?” Jane shouted angrily as she stood up and kicked the chair before following Daria to her room and closing the door behind them.
“What did I do?” Jim asked confused.
“Remember when I told you about and then me saying don’t bring up anything concerning your theory on missing people.” Mark said looking disgusted.
“I do now, ****.” Jim said remembering.
“I swear man I need to kick your ass on so many levels right now.” Mark said running his hands through his dark hair.
“I’m sorry, OK, I screwed up.” Jim said as he let the knowledge of how bad he did sync in.
“Right now my girlfriend is consoling my ex-girlfriend and it pretty much kills any chance I had to get some alone time with her tonight.” Mark said.
“Look, I’m the biggest asshole in the entire world OK.” Said Jim.
“Congratulations, I think we need to be leaving.” Jen said and pulled Sid off the couch and moved to the bedroom door.
“Jane, we’re gonna take off and take the genus with us. See you after winter break OK.”
After a quick, mumbled goodbye through the door the three left looking down.
Mark stood up and moved to the door and knocked gently and started talking.
“I know this is a bad time but I’m leaving tomorrow morning and I wanted to give you one more chance to go with me, maybe Daria could come, she could use a chance to get away too. We go hang out in a tropical paradise for three weeks, it couldn’t hurt.” He said with a sigh leaning against the door.

“I’m sorry Mark but you know how she gets during the holidays and she can’t deal with another visit home right now since her dad had that second heart attack and she spent the two weeks helping out down there. I need to stay here and make sure she’s ok but I expect calls and you will be graded on your performance during this trip.” Jane said after cracking the door and blowing a kiss to her boyfriend.

“All right but tell her I’m sorry, I really thought Jim and her would hit it off.” Mark said feeling like a total jerk.
He walked out of the apartment making sure the door locked behind him and headed toward the stairs.

Jane returned to the bed and sat down next to her friend who had buried her head in the pillows.
“You should go, you need a break.” Daria said tears still strangling her voice.
“Only if you come with me.” Jane said and rubbed her back, stretching out behind her
“I can’t believe I just started crying like that.” Daria said.
“Well your hurting, and you tend to keep it all bottled inside until it overflows.” Jane said as she pulled a blanket over them and moved into a spoon position behind her friend.
“I thought you were getting enough from Mark.” Daria said as she snuggled back against Jane.
“I am, you’re handling me and him way better than I did you and Tom.” Jane said gently.
“You didn’t kiss him while we were still dating.” Daria said and her voice was closer to its normal flat tone.
“True, did everything else but no kissing.” Jane teased.
“My apology for not teaching him better then.” Daria returned the taunt.
“Well he does seem to be a slow learner but he keeps trying.” Jane laughed.
“If only the kids from High School could see us now.” Jane added.
“Please, only half of them thought we were dating.” Daria said as sleep started to overtake her.
“Ya but the other half thought we were married.” Jane mumbled.
“Onldsflgj, UPchhdff.” Daria sleep-talked.
“Truiuh” Jane answered.

The next two days passed quickly and the college portion of town emptied and soon the neighborhood seemed devoid of life.
“Jane, Trent left a message for you to call and explain why you can’t come to California and see him.” Daria said shortly after they returned from shopping around 2 pm.
“He left the same one on my machine before the phone service got turned off.” Jane said as she stood in the kitchen putting away various items.
“How many bills are you behind on?” Daria sighed.
“All of them but don’t even offer, I don’t care how much money you have. Besides that would really feed the rumor mill if you start paying my bills.” Jane laughed.
“Until they walk in on you and Mark going at it in the bathroom.” Daria said pulling a bag of grapes from the counter and sitting on the table eating them.
“You are never going to forget that are you.” Jane laughed.
“It was your second date and you nailed him in my bathroom.” Daria teased gently.
“I hadn’t been with a guy for a year and it happened, I have nothing to be ashamed of Mrs. Leather.” Jane fired back.
“Now I have to kill him and you.” Daria said sounding very serious.
“Go ahead, in the event of my death a letter gets sent to your parents.” Jane shrugged.
“Well played Lane but now I have to kill them to.” Daria laughed.

The phone started ringing and Daria sighed loudly and walked over and picked up the handset answering as she returned to the table.
“Morgendorffer Funeral Home, ready to serve all your afterlife needs. How can I help you?”
“Daria.” Came a tired sounding response.
The effect of Daria was dramatic causing her to miss the table and fall directly to the floor. Jane dropped the bags of chips she was holding and rushed over and started to help her friend up when she heard the reply.
“Quinn.”
“Hi, Daria. I guess it’s a bit of a shock to hear from me.” Quinn Morgendorffer said gently, still sounding tired.
“2 and a half years so yah it’s a shock. Are you ok? Where are you? What happened?” Daria tried to control herself but was unable to focus her thoughts.
“Look I’m sorry but I only have a few minutes of talk time on a payphone. …I… I can’t do this. I shouldn’t have called. Not for this. I should have called to talk a long time ago.” Quinn said and Daria could hear something in the back ground that galvanized her.
“You need something, please don’t hang up.” Daria said swiftly.
“I’m sorry.” Was all Quinn said.
“Quinn, talk to me, if you need some help.” Daria said now desperate.
“I called to see if I could get some money. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have, It’s just I lost my job and I feel like trash begging you for money after not calling for all this time.” Quinn said and Daria could hear the tears through the phone and the other sounds were still there.
“I have money, I could send you some. How much do you need?” Daria said firing the words off quickly.
“Any amount would help.” Quinn said sounding almost broken.
“Ok, if I send some prepaid phone cards would you use them to call me?” Daria asked trying not to push.
“Yes, but don’t ask me to call them, I can’t talk to them yet.” Quinn said softly.
“That’s fair, I’ll need to know where to send the money.” Daria said as gently as she could.
Quinn read off an address and then got quiet for a moment.
“Please don’t give it to them. I’ll explain things later. The phone is beeping so my time is almost up.” Quinn added.
“I’ll get you the money as quick as I can.” Daria promised.
“Thank you.” Was all Quinn got out before the line was cut off.
Daria sat on the floor staring at the phone looking stunned. Jane knelt next to her looking equally shocked.
“She’s alive.” Daria said and then jumped to her feet and ran to her room with Jane following her.
Daria sat down on her computer and started looking at her preferred online map page and pointed to the closet.
“Could you pack me a suitcase.” Daria said looking grim.
“That was Quinn.” Jane said not understanding.
“Yes and I promised to get her some money and the fastest way I can get it to her right now is by plane.” Daria said firmly.
“So are we flying first class again?” Jane asked as she pulled out Daria’s battered luggage bag.
“I’m not sure you want to get involved with this, but I won’t turn you away if you do.” Daria answered before adding. “Of course we’re flying first class.”
“Boston international has a flight to Georgia leaving in three hours so let’s get moving.” Daria said as she bought the tickets online and printed them out.
“I think we can get through the traffic in time.” Jane joked.
“Good, I need to stop at the bank as well.” Daria said and grabbed the bag and waited for Jane to finish one for herself as well.
“I can’t believe she called right out of the blue like this.” Jane said as they hailed a taxi as soon as they hit the street.
“I can, I know why she left now.” Daria said and jumped in the taxi followed by Jane.
“You going to share.” Jane pushed.
“Not until I’m sure.” Daria replied forcefully.
“Come on, your baby sister goes to start college and gets a refund on her tuition and disappears. Now she’s calling for money and we’re rushing to get it to her. I’ve been worried to, I’ve watched you fall apart every time someone makes a comment about missing people or you see a woman with the same color hair.” Jane laid out the guilt trip.
“I can’t, you’ll find out for sure at the same time I do.” Daria said as the taxi pulled into her bank and she dashed inside, returning minutes later and getting back into the car looking hurried.
“I have to ask, this is more than Quinn decided to run off to be a model isn’t it.” Jane said as the taxi started toward the airport.
“Yes it is.” Daria said quietly.
The airport was almost empty as most of the students had flown out days before and the trip through security went quickly and within minutes of the flight being called at 5 pm they were being shown their seats in the first class section.
“Not many college students spring for first class, you must really want to get home.” The steward said as he seated them.
“College students, don’t you recognize her?” Jane said pointing to Daria.
“Should I?” Asked the steward looking curious.
“Daria Morgendorffer, author of the number three book on the New York times best seller list. The Night That Bled.” Jane bragged.
“I never, we are pleased to have you on board, Mrs. Morgendorffer.” The steward said smiling.
“My friend likes to make a big deal out of it because she did the cover art.” Daria said trying to smile.
“Well you two let me know if there’s anything you need during the flight.” The steward said as he went to greet other passengers that arrived at the door.
“I can have you killed for an autograph in the right circles, Lane.” Daria warned.
“Get used to it, you’re almost famous.” Jane laughed.
“I’m also loaded, so I doubt I’ll have any problems buying a shovel in Georgia or finding some place to lay you to rest.” Daria threatened.
“You wouldn’t kill me.” Jane said not looking worried.
“Then I’m taking Mark back.” Daria said jokingly.
“Go for it but then you have to deal with his lack of skills.” Jane shrugged.
Daria got quiet and Jane thought the discussion was over until they had been in the air for almost two hours and Daria poked her in the ribs to get Jane’s attention.
“What?” Jane asked.
“Can I ask you something about Mark?” Daria asked looking more than a little embarrassed.
“Sure.” Jane answered.
“I’ve only been with two guys, I thought both of them were pretty bad but maybe it was me.” Daria blushed.
“Well I never … with John but Mark is really bad but he’s not as bad now as he was at first but it’s still bad.” Jane said embarrassed.
“Ok, Mark was better than John so that makes me feel a little better.” Daria said and blushed.
“Is this the conversion we said we would never have?” Jane asked.
“No I wasn’t going there. But it was the best thing in that area that I have experienced so far but I still don’t think I’m that way.” Daria said groaning at her inability to express herself.
“I feel the same way but I also dated Fred for a while and he knew what he was doing so I can say without doubt that Mark just stinks. You’ll find the right guy for yourself and when it happens it will be great even if it sucks.” Jane smiled.
“I hope.” Daria sighed and looked at her watch.
“I take it you’re a little anxious.” Jane said trying to distract her friend.
“3 hours 38 minutes till we land.” Daria groaned and put her MP3 player on and looked out the window.
Jane sighed and returned her headphones and tried to watch the movie.

The plane landed and the girls stood outside the airport in the cool night air waiting for the shuttle that would carry them to a rental car lot. Jane picked out a huge SUV that had Daria cursing as she climbed in but Jane claimed driver’s privilege since Daria refused to drive.
Daria booted up her laptop and connected through her air-card then pulled up directions to the address Quinn had given her.
As they drove Daria had to control the painful cramping that was taking over her stomach. Jane started to swear as they pulled onto the last street mentioned in the directions.
“Daria, did you bring your mace?” Jane said looking slightly concerned.
“My god is this even America.” Daria said looking at the neighborhood they had entered.
Broken down cars littered the side of the roads, houses that seemed to be little more than leaning piles of lumber. Jane pulled into a rundown strip of cheap apartments that looked like they should be condemned.
“Are you sure this is the right place?” Jane asked as she pulled into the parking spot direction in front of door 16 and unbuckled her seat belt.
“It’s the address she gave me.” Daria said as she exited the SUV and moved to stand next to the front fender.
“This is bad Ma Amiga.” Jane swore softly.
“I know but Quinn is here and that’s all I care about right now.” Daria said and fingered the infinity symbol that hung around her neck.
“Can I care a little about making it out of here alive?” Jane joked.
They moved together to the door and after standing there for what seemed like hours. Daria raised her hand to knock.
They could hear someone moving inside and Daria felt her chest constrict when she heard her sister’s voice call out.
“Just a minute please.”
Jane poked her in the side and spoke. “If you don’t breathe you’ll pass out and I don’t think you want that to happen in this particular local.”
Daria pulled in a touch of air and felt it move into her lungs just as the door handle turned.
The door opened.

Chapter Two Found

Quinn Morgendorffer unloaded the box she had gotten from the local church and sighed as she put the food away. The only thing that mattered was she had enough food now for a couple of days and her pride be damned.
She was grateful for the help but it hurt how bad things had gotten so quickly.
:Daria would say it’s been getting bad for a while, I can’t believe I called her to beg for money. I wish, well I wish for a lot of things.: Quinn thought letting the shame wash over her and rubbed her aching jaw and tried not to think about the night she would be having when her tooth kicked into full swing.
The knock at her door interrupted her thoughts and she called out toward the door.
“Just a minute please.”
She looked around to make sure the apartment looked presentable and moved the box from the table to the kitchen counter and sighed.
:The damn landlord again, I told her I would have some money soon.: Quinn groaned.
She went to the front door and rubbed her hair out of her eyes before she turned the handle and pulled the door open.
Her sister stood there with her ever present partner in crime looking scared witless.
Quinn froze not knowing what to do or say until Daria rushed forward and embraced her suddenly and sobbing.
“Daria!” Was the only sound that managed to escape as she wrapped her arm around her crying sister.
“You’re really alive, I missed you so much.” Daria cried against her squeezing her tightly.
“I’m sorry.” Quinn said as the tears fell down her face and her own cries joined her sister’s.
Jane pushed them inside and closed the door.
“How did you get here?” Quinn asked through the tears grateful.
“There are these things called airplanes and they, now don’t freak out but they fly.” Jane smirked.
Daria held on to her sister for almost 10 minutes before pulling back and wiping at her face.
“I should have known you’d show up here.” Quinn said wiping at her own face and looking at her sister. The green jacket was gone, replaced by a flannel winter coat over a t-shirt and blue jeans replaced the skirt. Her hair was longer and seemed to have a wave through it and even the glasses had changed into smaller more fashionable frames.
“You look so good, Daria.” Quinn exclaimed as she took a seat on her ragged couch.
She saw her sister taking a moment to look at her and sighed loudly.
Her own hair was much the same as it was in High School but she no longer had the funds to buy the vast amounts of hair care products she had enjoyed while living at home so the bounce was greatly reduced and the shine dimmed. Her clothes were a worn out pair of blue jeans and t-shirt. She doubted anyone from her High School class would even recognize her.
“I had to come.” Daria said joining her on the couch.
“I ‘m sorry I never called, it was always going to be when I got on my feet but that never happened.” Quinn explained trying not to meet her sister’s eyes, afraid of what she might see there.
“I brought the money.” Daria said and held out a bank envelope.
“I’ll pay you back, I swear.” Quinn said meaning every word as she hesitated then took the money. She opened and slid out the pile of bills still bound with the paper strap bearing the amount of 10,000 dollars and she dropped it into her lap.
“I can’t take this much. Where did you get this kind of money?” Quinn said looking shocked.
Daria looked at Jane then back at Quinn. “You don’t know.” Daria said in disbelief.
“Know what?” Quinn said looking from Daria to Jane.
“Oh this is going to be good.” Jane smirked.
“I got my first book published two years ago and since then I’ve had four books on the New York Times best seller list. I’m pretty rich.” Daria said blushing.
“No.” Quinn said and started crying. “Now you think I just called because your rich.”
“No I don’t but I don’t care why you called Quinn, I’m just glad you did. … So what’s up?” Daria said leaning in to hug her sister again.
“Life, I lost my job, the shop closed and I couldn’t make rent the next month so they kicked me out and we, I ended up here and I’m about to get kicked out of this dump to. I didn’t even bother unpacking when I moved in. I thought I could get another job but things are pretty rough down here and every time a job opens up, about a hundred people show up to get it. Do you want some coffee, I went to the food bank at the local church and they were able to give me a few things.” Quinn said getting up from the couch clearly uncomfortable and trying to change the conversion.
“I could use some coffee.” Jane said quickly.
Quinn headed over to what amounted to a notch in the wall that was her kitchen and both Jane and Daria followed.
Jane looked at the items that had been pulled out of the box and laughed.
“I see we have similar tastes in food.”
“Um ya.” Quinn said as she started the coffee brewing and leaned with her back against the old fridge.
“So did you two get married or what?” Quinn asked bluntly.
“We’re not gay.” Jane burst out.
“Oh, I thought you two would have hooked up and when I saw the both of you I just figured that maybe you had gone that way.” Quinn blushed slightly.
“We’re just friends.” Daria smirked.
“So you never …” Quinn asked.
“Once, one time and we both decided that it convinced us that we weren’t gay. Even if it was great” Jane said leaning her head against a wall.
“That took about 2 seconds, good job of holding back the British there mate.” Daria sighed.
“So are you seeing anyone?” Quinn continued.
“No, Jane stole my last boyfriend.” Daria joked.
“She forced me to take him.” Jane returned.
Quinn raised an eyebrow and smiled.
“So what about you. Any fellows beating down the door or girls.” Jane said and finished weakly.
“No I don’t have any time for that sort of thing what with … everything and it would be guys, thank you.” Quinn answered and started pulling out three coffee mugs and seemed embarrassed by the animals on them.
“You have Mary the Lion and Tom the Turtle.” Jane said gleefully as she inspected the cups.
“Forgive her, since she squandered her first fortune on nick-knacks she’s been in withdraw from cute.” Daria said shaking her head.
“Jane’s rich too.” Quinn smiled.
“I was not rich but I did have large sums of money but I went a little crazy.” Jane admitted.
They sat at the table after Quinn quickly ducked down the hallway returning in seconds.
“How’s Mom and Dad?” Quinn asked.
Daria looked down at her cup and cleared her throat.
“They took it really hard when you disappeared. Your Mom kept up a strong front for a while but she had some stress related problems after about a year but she’s doing better now. Your Dad kinda fell apart and stopped working. He would spend all his time sending out missing posters to various cities and then flying out there if there were any possible sightings. He had a heart attack 6 months ago. He’s doing good but it was pretty scary for a few weeks there.” Jane said when Daria didn’t look up or begin speaking.
“So I ruined their lives anyway.” Quinn said as tears started to run and Jane noted the complete and utter lack of makeup.
“No you didn’t, Dad got in a car wreck in Lawndale and him and the other driver started screaming at each other and that gave him a heart attack not you. Mom, well she was always a ticking bomb, you just sped up the fuse some.” Daria said finally looking up.
“I did everything wrong but it was for the best of reasons.” Quinn said taking a sip of her coffee.
“Want to tell me about it?” Daria said reaching out and took Quinn’s hand.
“Not yet.” Quinn said looking nervous.
“How did you end up here in the middle of nowhere USA?” Jane asked.
“I took the first long distance bus when I left my college and it ended up here. Everything was great until the money ran out, I had a good job working in a clothing store and I had a better apartment but when the store closed about two months ago things got bad really quickly.” Quinn said looking depressed.
“Sounds like you might have a few stories to entertain us with.” Jane said looking curious.
“No, I’ve been pretty busy with … things so my life has been really boring.” Quinn forced a laugh.

A sudden and violent banging on the door turned all their heads in that direction. Quinn stood up and walked back to the couch and picked up the money and counted out several bills and pocketed the rest. She moved to the door and opened it and was standing face to face with an elderly woman.
“There you are, didn’t I tell you to answer the damn door when I knocked. If you can’t show some respect, you can get out. I guess you still don’t have the rent.” The woman said yelling into Quinn’s face.
“I do. Here’s the rest of last month’s and this month’s and next month’s.” Quinn said and Daria heard a touch of satisfaction in her voice.
“Where did you get this kind of cash, are you selling yourself on the streets?” The woman spit out into Quinn’s face causing Daria to jump to her feet and start toward the door only to be stopped by a bear hug from Jane.
“My sister brought me some money to help out.” Quinn said pointing to the SUV. “We’re visiting right now so I’ll have to talk to you later.”
Quinn waved and closed the door and turned to see Daria still struggling to get away from Jane.
“I really hate that woman.” Quinn sighed.
“OK, she’s gone you can let me go, I just need to get something out of the truck.” Daria tried.
“You are not going to get your sister thrown out of her apartment.” Jane said.
“No I’ll just buy the entire complex then fire that bitch and burn it to the ground.” Daria said as Jane released her.
“Could you really do that?” Quinn said mouth hanging open.
“Maybe, I can’t image they would want much for this dump.” Daria said and then her face tightened.
“What?” Quinn asked fighting the urge to take a step back.
“This isn’t right Quinn, this isn’t a place for anyone to live. I’m taking you out of here.” Daria said firmly.
“Daria I can’t just pick up and leave.” Quinn started.
“Jane, find a phone book and find us moving company that will ship anything Quinn wants to take with us to Boston. Quinn, make up a list of things that we will need to buy to get you through till your stuff shows up.” Daria said.
“Daria, stop. I can’t just leave, it’s a little more than what you think right now.” Quinn tried.
“I’m hungry, how about you Jane.” Daria said cutting her sister off changing directions fast enough to give them whip lash.
“I could eat.” Jane said looking confused.
“Order us some kind of takeout that has the guts to deliver here.” Daria said and turned back to Quinn and looked at her sadly.
“You really thought you were doing the right thing taking off didn’t you?” Daria sighed.
“It was.” Quinn said.
“No it wasn’t, not for you or me or Mom and Dad or anyone. It was you running away from a problem but I can help get you to a place where it won’t matter.” Daria said.
“You know!” Quinn said sounding surprised.
“Yes and it doesn’t make me want to leave or run off or be ashamed of you. It does make me a little proud of you.” Daria said and closed the distance and hugged Quinn again.
“Are you two hugging again?” Jane said after ordering the food.
“Ok, Big Mike’s Country Bar-B-Q was willing to deliver and I ordered the King Hogs feast that they swear will feed ten but I doubt it.” Jane informed them.
“Their really expensive, you should have called Sal’s.” Quinn said covering her mouth.
“I was thinking that Mike’s was pretty cheap and sometime I would rather pay the extra bucks to ensure that it’s not kangaroo I’m eating.” Jane laughed.
Daria plopped on the couch and leaned back trying to not hear the sounds coming from the couch and stretched.
“How long?” Daria asked.
“They said it depends on if they have to shoot anyone to get the food to the door. I’m betting we might have a few delays when the natives start smelling meat so around 45 minutes.” Jane said pointing toward the window.
“It is a bad neighborhood but a lot of really nice people live here. Their just poor.” Quinn said in defense.
“Sorry, I never thought of myself as sheltered till I drove into this place.” Jane admitted looking honestly sorry.
“I can still remember when I first moved here so believe me I… owww,” Quinn said and held her jaw with a clear expression of pain.
“What’s wrong?” Daria moved up from the couch.
“My wisdom tooth is abscessed and it’s killing me at the moment.” Quinn said as she took a seat on the couch.
“Oh.” Daria said not knowing how to continue.
“You know it’s funny. I always thought of us as middle class. But I think back on Mom and Dad paying bills, complaining the whole time but I remember them throwing out numbers like 800 dollars and 1500 dollars then just writing the check. When I went to the dentist the last time, it took me six months to pay off a 500 dollar bill and I was working full time. I guess that’s what a college degree will buy you, damn.” Quinn said frowning.
“I’ll pay for you to go back to school and to get to a dentist.” Daria tried.
“Things are complicated now Daria.” Quinn sighed.
“Fair enough and I can’t begin to know what you’ve gone through but I want to help, if you’ll let me.” Daria said gently.
“I want to call Mom and Dad, I won’t tell them I’m here or where you are, just that you called and your ok.” Daria continued assuring the look of worry that crossed Quinn’s face.
“I guess that would be OK.” Quinn said looking relieved at Daria’s understanding.
“Good.” Daria said and pulled out her cell phone and quickly went through the contact list and found the home number for her parents.
“Daria, ask them if they forgive me for everything.” Quinn whispered as the phone started dialing.
Daria put the phone on speaker phone when her mother answered.
“Mom, can you have Dad pick up the extension. I have some important news.” Daria said.
“Of course dear.” Helen said calmly and seconds later her father joined them.
“Hey how’s my famous daughter.” Jake said.
“I’m doing good and I have some really big news.” Daria said her voice lifting.
“Well we’ve been expecting it for a while and let’s be honest even your old dad could see what was going on and well your mom and me just want you to know that we love you no matter what. I’ll be proud to have Jane as part of our family.” Jake said.
“It’s true we saw this one coming for a while.” Helen laughed pleasantly.
“So are you going to let your old Dad pay for the wedding?” Jake laughed.
“What?” Daria said as her parents words sank in and Jane was rolling on the floor and even Quinn was having to fight the laughter.
“I am touched that you choose us to come out to.” Helen said sounding happy.
“But I’m not gay, we’re not gay.” Daria said a bit loud.
“Oh, REALLY.” Helen said calmly.
“Are you sure kiddo?” Jake said.
Quinn was biting one of the couch cushions at this point and Jane was gasping for breath.
“I’m pretty sure.” Daria said trying to control her temper.
“Then what’s your news?” Helen asked.
“What? Oh ya sorry I got a little sidetracked. Quinn called me.” Daria said and waited for her parents to respond. She didn’t have to wait long.
“Is she ok?” Helen asked.
“Where is she?” Jake asked.
“Stop, relax. She’s ok, just in a bit of money troubles and I sent her some. I can’t tell you where she is because I don’t know but hopefully she’ll call me again. She wanted to know if you forgave her.” Daria said calmly.
“For what?” Helen asked.
“For everything, she said.” Daria said.
“There’s nothing to forgive. She didn’t do anything wrong but we’re so worried about her. Promise me you’ll help her as much as you can and tell her we love her and we do want to see her or talk to her or just to know she’s ok.” Helen said starting to cry.
“You tell her I can be where ever she is in a matter of hours. There is nothing she could do that would make us not want her to be our daughter.” Jake said strongly.
“Nothing.” Quinn whimpered before covering her mouth.
The line got quiet and Daria was sure a scene to end all scenes was about to occur until her mother said.
“I’m sorry, what was that Daria?” Helen asked stressing the name Daria and Daria could hear the forced control in her mother’s voice and the subtle shaking.
“I need to get going but I’ll call you back as soon as I get some more information alright.” Daria said quickly.
“You keep us up to date.” Jake said and Daria could hear the change in his voice as well.
“We’ll call you tomorrow.” Helen said and Daria hung up and looked at a shaking Quinn.
“It’s ok.” Jane was saying as she brushed off her clothes.
“Thank you, I didn’t realize how much I missed them to.” Quinn said wiping her eyes again.
Jane’s cell rang and she quickly answered it and spoke briefly then hung up.
“Food is about 10 minutes out.” Jane informed them.

Daria looked at Quinn who seemed much calmer than she had been during the entire visit so far and decided to push.
“Can I… see?” Daria asked in a hushed voice.
Quinn shook her head yes and stood up holding out her hand to Daria and pulled her sister to her feet as soon as their hands clasped.
“What?” Jane asked and Daria shot her a look that screamed silence.
Quinn led them to the hallway.

Chapter Three. Truths

She led them down the hall and entered the first of two bedrooms and Quinn held her finger over her mouth and moved forward to allow the other two enough space to come into the small room.
Daria felt the tears pouring down her face as she looked at the few toys and children’s bed that sat against the wall. The child slept peaceful on bed, cuddling with her blanket like it was a teddy bear. She had shoulder length iron black hair but the rest of her features were clearly and perfectly Quinn’s. To say that she was beautiful was an understatement as the little girl almost glowed. Daria’s eyes caught the glasses on the small nightstand that sat at the head of the bed. She heard Jane leave the room with her chest heaving with her own tears. Daria moved close to the bed for a better look, fighting the urge to snatch the girl from the bed and cover her with kisses and hugs. She found that she couldn’t move under her own power anymore and Quinn pulled her gently out of the room.

“I’ll wake her up when the food gets here. We didn’t have much for dinner so I’m sure she’ll want to eat.” Quinn said as they returned to the living room.
“You had a baby!” Jane choked as she tried to catch her breath.
“Yes. The second guy I sleep with and I got myself knocked up. I hid it for the last few months before I left for school or not for school. I didn’t want my daughter to grow up where people might think she was a mistake.” Quinn smiled.
“What’s her name?” Daria asked.
“Cleo Patricia Morgendorffer. She turned two years old 3 months ago.” Quinn said proudly.
“Cleopatra. Nice.” Daria laughed.
“No one’s ever gotten that before.” Quinn said pleased.
“She’s beautiful.” Jane whispered.
“Thank you.” Quinn replied as small tears rolled down her cheek.
“I saw the glasses.” Daria commented.
“Brand new, luckily the doctor picked up on her eyes before I lost my job so I was able to get them.” Quinn said wiping at her face.
“You make a pretty baby Quinn.” Jane said as she shook her head.
“Well I didn’t have much to do with that, genes or something.” Quinn laughed.
Quinn refilled their coffee cups and brought then out to her sister and Jane before taking a seat on the couch.
“I remember you weren’t fond of coffee and caffeine back in the day.” Jane said trying to fill the dead air.
“Well having a kid has changed my mind or maybe it was the lack of sleep.” Quinn grinned.
“So you took off to keep anyone from knowing you had her.” Jane tried to wrap her mind around the news.
“No, I didn’t care who knew. All I do and did care about is trying to give Cleo the best life I can and I was afraid of what I would have said if one of my classmates had a baby. I couldn’t face all the people I looked down on and made miserable taking it out on Cleo or William, if she had been a boy.” Quinn sighed painfully.
“You didn’t have to do it all.” Daria said looking at the floor.
“My little girl.” Quinn smiled.
“I would have helped; I would have understood why you wanted to get away from there.” Daria sighed.
“And you would have ended up cutting back on your classes to help with the baby. I didn’t want to drive a baby train through anyone else’s life.” Quinn stated strongly.
“You could have called or sent letters, anything to let people know your ok.” Jane scolded.
“Honestly I woke up one day and it was two days till her first birthday. I can’t remember what I did last month but I can tell you about every picture she drew for me for the last 6 months. Time moves differently when you’re living for someone else.” Quinn admitted.
“I guess I can understand that.” Jane replied.
“Can I ask who the father is?” Daria said.
“Not yet, I don’t want anyone to hate me.” Quinn said sitting down on the couch.
“If you ask I’ll tell you.” Quinn added softly.
“I can promise you that no matter who it is, I’ll still love you and want to help you. I really want to be an aunt too. Please.” Daria said joining her sister on the couch.
“Please forgive me.” Quinn said, her voice breaking.
“Anything and always.” Daria swore.
“I didn’t love him. I was just lonely, with you away at school and the fashion club broken up. He was lonely too, he came over to drop off some of your stuff that you left at his house and we started talking and hanging out and I just wanted someone there. He just wanted someone he could pretend was y..someone else. We started sleeping together and stopped almost as fast.” Quinn said slowly.
“So he used you.” Daria said looking tired.
“I used him just as much, more honestly.” Quinn said looking at her feet.
“I can’t forgive you. To do that, you would have had to do something wrong.” Daria said.
“Oh my god.” Jane said as she started to stand but changed her mind and sat back down.
“So it was Tom.” Daria said and was surprised at the lack of pain this information was bringing her.
“What, Tom, no.” Quinn said looking surprised.
Jane just looked confused and she kept looking between Daria and Quinn.
Daria processed all the information she had and a grin crept on her face.
Quinn saw the light flicker in Daria’s eyes and knew that Daria had figured out who the father was, she nodded to confirm the knowledge and both of them turned to look at Jane.
“Why are you looking at me like that, I’m not the father.” Jane said defensively and then groaned loudly.
Quinn looked at the floor and tried to shuffle her feet to avoid the worst of the explosion she knew was coming.
“Wow.” Was all Jane said for several minutes.
“This changes things. Your coming back to Boston with us wither you want to or not. Not one word or I’ll knock your silly prideful ass out and pack you in the luggage.” Jane said forcefully.
“Why aren’t either of you mad or even upset.” Quinn asked puzzled.
“You were 18 and you got with a really nice guy and got pregnant. What’s to be mad about? It happens, not something you want to happen to your baby sister but not anything to be mad about.” Daria said honestly.

A knock on the door made them all jump and Jane rushed to the door and peeked out before opening it to allow the delivery men to carry the 15 bags of food into the living room and put it down. Daria signed the receipt and tipped each of the three men a $20 and thanked them as they left.
Jane started setting out the food as Quinn went to wake up Cleo and Daria started to make plates.
Quinn carried Cleo out and Daria felt her heart stop as the little girl pointed at her and said in a clear voice. “Daria.”
“That’s right, that’s my sister Daria.” Quinn said as she put the little girl in her high chair and quickly deboned a piece of chicken and moved a plate onto the built in table top. Cleo stared at the food surprised before digging in making cooing noises as she did.
“She’s got your features but his hair and eyes.” Jane said out of earshot of Cleo.
Quinn nodded and smiled.
“You smart like me.” Cleo said pointing at her glasses and then Daria’s.
“I wear glasses.” Daria smiled at the little girl.
“She’s really smart. I remember all the stories about you understanding things and reading at three and a half. She’s just like you. She can’t read yet but she knows all the letters and a few words. And she can count.” Quinn started to praise her little girl.
“Mommy.” Cleo whined clearly used to her mother’s bragging.
“I’m sorry sweetie it’s just I haven’t got to tell Aunt Daria all about you yet.” Quinn smiled and handed her daughter a napkin.
“Ok.” Cleo said as Jane refilled her potato salad and tried deboning another piece of chicken before Quinn stepped over and took over leaving Jane staring at her unable to speak.
They sat eating without anyone speaking except harmless comments about the food until Quinn turned to Cleo’s high chair and smiled gently.
“Sweetie, you know I would do anything for you right?” Quinn asked.
“Yes Mommy.” Cleo answered.
“Something I’m thinking about doing now is admitting I’ve handled things badly. Daria has offered to let us come stay with her and help us get back on our feet again. Would you like that?” Quinn asked her daughter.
“No more bangs at night?” Cleo asked thoughtfully.
“No more bangs or fights outside or mean landlords or any of it.” Quinn said trying not to start crying again.
“When?” Cleo asked.
“Tomorrow, in the morning.” Daria answered.
“Where you live?” Cleo asked.
“I have an apartment in Boston right now but we can live just about anywhere we want to.” Daria said.
“Is it far?” Cleo asked.
“Several hours on an airplane.” Daria answered.
“I go airplane.” Cleo said looking excited.
Daria nodded her head.
“Beans come from Boston. We go there Mommy.” Cleo said and yawned.
“OK sweetie.” Quinn said.
“I tired, I go back to sleep now.” Cleo said and raised her arms so her mother could remove the table cover from the chair and picked her up; after wiping her face and hands clean.
Quinn carried her daughter back to her room but it was clear the child was asleep before they had made it half way down the hallway.
When Quinn returned and took her seat at the table Daria hugged her.
“Thank you.” Daria whispered in her ear.
They started clearing away the finished food and wrapping up the pitiful amounts of leftovers and Jane suddenly asked.
“What did he say when you told him?”
“I didn’t. I just left.” Quinn said looking ashamed.
“Don’t get like that, the only thing you should feel bad about is not coming to Daria when you found out.” Jane said dismissing the concern.
“Are you really ok with this.” Quinn sighed.
“Yes I am.” Jane smiled.
“How are we going to do this?” Quinn asked turning to look at Daria.
“We’re going to pack whatever you can’t part with and take some with us and the rest we’ll get some movers in the morning to ship them to Boston. I need you to be honest with me about what you’re going to need. I’m rich damn it so no holding back.” Daria said firmly.
“Deal but I’m pretty low maintenance these days.” Quinn laughed.
“I have two spare bedrooms in my apartment and I think you two will like Boston, at least until the summer and then we can figure out what comes next.” Daria assured her.
“Anywhere is got to be better than here. Cleo deserves better than this.” Quinn admitted.
“Where’s Jane?” Daria said looking around.

They quickly searched the apartment and after failing to locate her, Daria went to the front door and opened it to find Jane standing outside talking on her cell phone.
“I don’t care if you think that another month in LA will get things moving for your career. It’s been a year and it’s time for you to get your ass back to Lawndale and get a job. I’ll be in town to see you in about a week maybe two and I want to see a new and improved hardworking completely cleaned up with a paying job brother. I’m not asking, you slacker. Look I can’t go into in now but it’s time Trent. Trust me, it’s time.” Jane was saying into her phone.
“Thank you.” Jane finished and turned to find Daria and Quinn staring at her jaws hanging open. Jane looked at the ground for a brief moment then raised her head and fire burned in her eyes.
“That’s my niece in there and she deserves to have a dad even if you and him aren’t together. Trent needs to get a job so he can take care of his daughter. He isn’t a bad guy and he’ll make a good dad for her. Give him a chance. Please.” Jane begged grabbing Quinn shoulders gently.

“Jane, it was never him, I didn’t want to wreck his life either.” Quinn said.
“His life’s all ready wrecked, maybe this will fix it.” Jane shrugged.
“I don’t love him or want to be with him if that’s what you’re thinking.” Quinn sighed.
“Don’t we have a high opinion of ourselves.” Jane laughed and hugged Quinn tightly.
“I’ll give him a chance, to be a dad.” Quinn said honestly.
“Thank you.” Jane said as Daria took her turn to push them in the door and closing it behind them.

“OK this is how I see things right now. Quinn has a 2 year old, Trent is the father and Quinn is willing to get out of this dump and come back with us to Boston but that’s not the biggest thing.” Jane said.
“What’s bigger than that?” Quinn said curiously.
“I’m wondering about that myself.” Daria shrugged.
“This child is the combination of Morgendorffer and Lane genes. When she comes of age she will rule the world with an iron boot.” Jane ended with an evil laugh.
“Is she serious?” Quinn whispered to Daria.
“Yes and no, but in a good way.” Daria whispered back.
“Am I to take it you plan on being an active aunt.” Quinn giggled.
“Hell yes.” Jane and Daria both said at the same time.
“Ok but we will have to lay down some ground rules concerning spoiling your niece.” Quinn tried to say firmly.
“Ya right, I going to spoil her rotten and side with her in every fight she ever has with you until I’m the favorite aunt.” Daria declared.
“Not fair, I want to be the favorite aunt.” Jane pouted.
“You’re going to be the weird aunt she loves to hang out with to drive her mom nuts.” Daria laughed.
“I’m standing right here.” Quinn grinned.
“So you can’t complain that you didn’t know what to expect later on.” Daria said sitting on the couch and putting her feet up on the coffee table.
“I have about two bags of clothes for Cleo and another one for myself and a few boxes of pictures and Cleo’s toys. Beyond that I guess we take whatever you want to take.” Quinn said sitting down next to her sister after knocking her feet down.
“Like what?” Daria asked.
“Cleo’s bed and her high chair, stuff like that.” Quinn shrugged.
“Is she attached to any of it?” Daria asked.
“No, it’s all pretty new well, new used, except for the toys and her blanket and clothes.” Quinn said.
“Why?” Jane asked.
“My last landlord let me take clothes and toys and bedding but none of the furniture.” Quinn sighed.
“Anything you want to try to get back from him.” Daria asked.
“No.” Quinn answered.
Well then we load up everything you want to take in the car and drive it to a shipper and send it the fastest way money can buy and fly out of this place. I can buy whatever you need when we get to Boston.” Daria said taking her boats off.

Quinn looked at Daria and then Jane and smiled.
“If you two want to use my bed tonight it’s ok, I know you said you weren’t but if you did want to it’s not like anyone would ever know …oh god that’s really gross.” Quinn said as she blocked one of Jane’s socks flying at her head.
“We are not gay.” Jane said looking disturbed.
“I’m just teasing.” Quinn said and turned to Daria who seemed to be falling asleep already.
“Let me get your two some blankets and pillows.” Quinn said and left heading down the hallway.
Jane waited until Quinn had moved to the back of the house and whispered to Daria.
“You should tell her or she’s going to start assuming things when she gets up in the morning.”
“I will as soon as she gets back.” Daria sighed.
Quinn returned and handed out well used pillows and blankets and Daria took hers and spoke up.
“Just so you know. I’m not gay, Jane’s not gay but she does… we… do.” Daria stumbled trying to find the right words.
“Oh hell, we sleep together. No sex, just sleep but we wanted you to know so you didn’t freak out in the morning.” Jane said after listening to Daria ramble on.
“What she said.” Daria added.
“Ok, I’m informed but keep it down, these wall are paper thin.” Quinn fired a parting shot as she headed toward her bedroom.
Daria and Jane both groaned but it didn’t stop them from laying tightly against each other on the couch.
“This is all your fault you know.” Jane groaned.
“I’m not the one with a sleeping disorder.” Daria returned.
“Did I ever tell you how much I appreciate your help and getting me to that doctor.” Jane said as she felt her eyelids growing heavy.
“Only every time you get nervous about the possibility of me tossing you out of bed.” Daria yawned.
“I mean it Daria.” Jane pushed.
“I know but honestly what else could I do, I love you.” Daria said.
“Oh my god, my heart is all a flutter. Did you just confess your deepest desire?” Jane said as she started to drift to sleep.
“I could just decide to leave you here.” Daria said.
“But then you would have to drive that monster to the airport.” Jane said.
“The truck’s not that big.” Daria smiled.
“I was talking about your sister.” Jane laughed weakly.
“She’s different now and she wasn’t ever the monster.” Daria said and Jane heard something in her voice that told her not to push tonight, guilt screaming out.

Quinn lay in her bed letting tears soak her pillow. :It’s finally over. I can have my family again. Cleo can have her family to and maybe even a dad. Trent was always so nice and I know he will love Cleo.:

Chapter Four Grandparents

The morning went quickly with Quinn giving away the small amount of food items she had to one of her neighbors and informing her landlord she was leaving causing another scene of the woman screaming at them as they finished loading the SUV.
“I take you and that kid in when no one else would and this is the way you repay me, leaving me without a bit of notice.” The woman screamed as she walked around the truck complaining loudly.
“I paid you for this month and next month so it’s not like I’m leaving you in a lurch.” Quinn said buckling Cleo into her car seat.
Jane got into the driver’s seat and started the car turning on the heater as Quinn moved around and got in the backseat next to Cleo and Daria walked to the front passenger door when the woman grabbed her and started yelling in her face.
“Please make me use it.” Daria growled.
Daria calmly held up a can of mace and shook it directly in the woman’s face causing her to back off.
Daria quickly got in and closed the door as Jane pulled out of the parking lot.

“We go airplane.” Cleo said from her car seat happily.
“Yes but first we have make a few stops and then Aunt Daria and Aunt Jane are going to take us on a big airplane.” Quinn said smiling.
“Two aunts, whose the queen.” Cleo laughed.
They shipped the majority of Quinn and Cleo’s personal items and after a quick stop at her church to make goodbyes, the group turned in the rental car and were quickly boarding their flight.
“Make fly.” Cleo was demanding as she bounced against the confines of her seatbelt.
“Soon sweetie. Jane could you stop taking pictures.” Quinn sighed.
“My niece is going on her first plane flight, I want pictures.” Jane pouted but relented.
“Thank you.” Quinn said rubbing her jaw as her tooth started throw waves of pain at her.
“You’re going to the dentist as soon as we get to Boston, I mean today.” Daria said between calls as they waited for the plane to start its taxi to the runway.
“I’m not going to argue that.” Quinn said as Cleo continued her bouncing.
“Good. I having my business manager prepare a list of doctors and child care in the area for you to review after we unwind a little and I opened a college fund for Cleo.” Daria said casually.
“Anything else.” Quinn frowned.
“I know I’m pushing a bit but I don’t want you to have to stress over anything for awhile and I still want you to consider going back to school.” Daria said looking contrite.
“It’s ok but it’s just a lot is happening all at once.” Quinn said reaching across the aisle and taking her sister’s hand.
“Well we haven’t even told the parents yet but I think they know we’re together but I’ll bet you a car that they will be in Boston the next day or sooner when they hear about Cleo. Hell I buy you a car anyway.” Daria smirked.
“I don’t need a car.” Quinn groaned.
“I was kidding.” Daria said as the stewardess announced they would be taking off and the plane started rolling.
“I fly!” Cleo said as she stared out the window as the plane took off.
Quinn stared at the phone mounted to the wall in front of her and turned toward Daria who had a credit card out already holding it toward her.
“Mind reader.” Quinn smiled as she took the card and pulled the phone down.
She knew the number by heart and it hurt as the phone rang three times before being answered.
“Morgendorffer residence, this is Jake.” Her father said into the phone.
“Daddy.” Quinn said softly.
“Quinn oh princess, I can’t tell you how good it is to hear from you.” Jake cried into the phone.
“Ditto Daddy.” Quinn said smiling.
“Where are you?” Jake asked.
“In a plane, heading to Boston. Daria’s letting us move in with her.” Quinn said and bit her tongue.
“That’s great, we still have your room here too if you want. Did you say us?” Jake said catching her slip.
“Is Mom there?” Quinn asked.
“No, she’s at work, give me a second and I’ll call her.” Jake said and Quinn heard hold music take the line.
A few moments passed and the music stopped and her mother was there.
“Quinn, oh my god. Thank you for calling us.” Helen said and Quinn heard the sounds of traffic near her.
“Are you driving?” Quinn asked before proceeding.
“No, I pulled over when your father told me he had you on the line.” Helen replied.
“I’m still here to kiddo.” Jake said.
“I’m with Daria and we’re flying to Boston now, I don’t want to go into too much right now but I’m sorry for running off. I have something to tell you.” Quinn said pausing to gather her strength.
“Whatever it is, we love you.” Helen said sounding like she was crying.
“I had a baby. She’s two years old and her name is Cleo and she’s enjoying her first airplane flight right now next to me. Cleo say hello to your grandparents.” Quinn said without pausing or breathing and held the phone next to Cleo’s mouth.
“Hello, I fly.” Cleo said before Quinn pulled the phone back to her ear and listened to the silence.
Quinn started to feel her hands trembling as the seconds ticked by.
“When will your flight be landing, Quinn are you there.” Helen said.
“2:15 is the scheduled time.” Quinn answered confused.
“Jake can you drag out the luggage before I get home, I’ll turn around as soon as we get off the phone.” Helen asked.
“Already doing it.” Jake responded.
“We’ll be in Boston by tonight and I don’t care if she has a bedtime or not, you will be letting her stay up to visit.” Helen said forcefully.
“Ok.” Quinn smiled.
“I can get one of those world’s greatest grandpa shirts now.” Jake said sounding almost childlike.
“I don’t want to pry but we will have lots of questions after we spend some time with our grandchild. What does she like?” Helen asked.
“She’s two Mom. She is just like Daria though.” Quinn mused.
“So books and educational toys then, anything else.” Jake replied.
“Well she doesn’t have a teddy bear.” Quinn offered.
“I’ll get her the biggest one I can find.” Jake stated.
“Ok.” Quinn smiled again.
“Well we will let you go but it’s just until we get up there sweetie.” Helen said sounding almost chipper now.
“We love you Quinn and this is a dream come true for us.” Jake said sounding happier than Quinn could ever remember hearing him sound.
“Ok, I love you two and I’ll see you when you get up here.” Quinn said and ended the call and handed Daria back her credit card.
“How long till they get here?” Daria asked.
“Mom said tonight.” Quinn laughed at the expression on Daria’s face.
“This, I’m blaming you for.” Daria teased.

The plane landed on time and with only carry-on luggage they made their way swiftly out of the airport to the taxi that Daria had hired from the plane.
“Ok, first we hit some shops then Quinn has a dentist appointment at 4:00. After that we head to the apartment and start waiting for the deliveries. Cleo what kind of furniture do you want in your room.” Daria asked the little girl who was trying to see everything all at once.
“Red.” Cleo answered.
“I like her!” Jane smiled.
“Red it is.” Daria smiled.
“What about you Quinn?” Daria asked.
“Anything is fine.” Quinn answered.
“Ok, I’ll call Jodie Landon and have her send me the list of graduates and then call Sandi Griffin and have her fly in to help redecorate.” Daria said firmly.
“Ok, I’ll check out what they have, that’s just wrong Daria.” Quinn giggled.
“I’m not the one that spent 3 years hanging out with her.” Daria laughed.
“I was such a brat.” Quinn said shaking her head.

Cleo picked out a bright red metal bedroom set that included a desk and two dressers as well as chair and a table all that matched the bed. Quinn started looking after her first two choices were rejected out of hand by Daria who took one look at the number on the price tag and demanded Quinn find something she really liked.
A few minutes after being sent back into the showroom floor for a third time Quinn pointed to a solid red oak set that while not being the most expensive in the store had enough of a prize to convince Daria her sister would honestly like it.
“Daria I don’t need a four thousand dollar bedroom set.” Quinn said as Daria informed the sales clerk of their choice and ordered the optional extras for the room as well.
“I spent more on my last TV than that.” Daria shrugged.
“I’m not rich Daria, I’ll never be rich. I need to stay grounded.” Quinn said looking at Daria with a tiny smile.
“I don’t think so. You need to reach for the stars so Cleo knows their out there.” Daria answered strongly.
“Your good oh, you’re very good.” Quinn said and ended her arguments.

The dentist was a much faster visit than expected as he had Quinn in the back and under in seconds. An hour and 45 minutes after they arrived they were loading a groggy Quinn into the taxi and after a quick stop at the drug store to fill her prescription, they made their way to Daria’s apartment.
The next hour flew by while Quinn slept on the couch and Cleo explored the living room as a nature show played on the TV, Jane left to check her mail and Daria decided on lunch for her and Cleo. Of course it was pizza. Shortly the deliveries from the stores did indeed start, creating a train of delivery men going back and forth to the apartment and the street.
The men quickly assembled both bedroom sets and Daria made the beds as Cleo jumped on them. Daria noted that Cleo’s room was at least twice as large as the living room of the apartment she had just moved out of. Jane returned from her apartment looking depressed but checked on Quinn before taking a seat in one of the chairs and catching Cleo as she came out of the room almost bouncing as she described her new room to Jane who scoped her up and listened as the girl described everything as best she could. Daria joined them and smiled as Cleo bounced on Jane’s lap.
“How did your visit go?” Daria asked.
“The roommates want my stuff out. They said I’m just storing boxes there anyway.” Jane sighed.
“Well you still have the studio across the hall. Your boxes won’t take up to much space and you sleep here any night you’re not out with Mark. I can just start the rumor your with Quinn to dispel any you and me stories that might start up.” Daria said offhanded.
“Don’t even think about it. I’m not your beard.” Quinn said from the couch as she sat up.
“Mommy.” Cleo said and climbed down from Jane’s lap and ran to her mother.
“How are you feeling?” Daria asked as she got a glass of water and returned to the couch and held it out to Quinn along with a pill bottle.
“Like someone took pliers and ripped out one of my teeth.” Quinn said as she swallowed one of the pills and washed it down with the water.
“Two of them as a point of fact.” Daria answered.
“Great.” Quinn said and leaned against the back of the couch as Cleo sat on her lap.
“Mom called and their in the air, She said they should touch down about 7 pm and be here an hour later so you might want to eat something and then catch some more Zs if you can.” Daria said rubbing Quinn’s head.
“I’m glad I called you but I feel like I’m about to wake up from a dream.” Quinn said.
“Not anytime soon.” Daria smirked. “Just wait until I turn into a bossy pain in the ass and try to run your life.”
“I thought that was yesterday.” Quinn teased.
“You haven’t seen anything yet, she can be the biggest …” Jane started then stopped and began laughing at Daria’s face.
“Aunt Daria give me ice cream.” Cleo piped up.
“Did you have lunch already.” Quinn asked and looked at the time.
“Pizza and more ice cream.” Cleo added.
“DARIA!” Quinn yelled.
“We had a salad with it.” Daria defended herself from the glare bursting from her sister’s eyes.
“I hate to interrupt what hopefully will be a really good Daria dress down but I have to ask. Do you have any cold weather clothes?” Jane asked from the chair looking at Quinn.
“Some but it doesn’t get this cold down south.” Quinn answered.
“I think Quinn should take Cleo shopping if she feels up to it tomorrow.” Daria said.
“I think I might but knowing Mom and Dad they will spend the day tomorrow buying anything they can think of for their first grandchild.” Quinn sighed.
Jane made up some mashed potatoes and pudding along with a soup broth for Quinn to eat and Cleo looked sadly at her mommy while she was eating.
“Mommy can’t eat pizza.” Cleo said with despair.
“That’s just more for the rest of us.” Jane declared.
“How long do I have to eat like this?” Quinn sighed as she sipped a chocolate flavor supplement drink.
“3 to 5 days according to the dentist.” Daria answered.
“At least it doesn’t hurt so bad.” Quinn answered.
“I would think it should hurt worse.” Jane said surprised.
“The real pain stopped as soon as they got the teeth out, this is a dull ache.” Quinn shrugged.

They spent the remainder day setting up the apartment in a more child friendly way which consisted up putting safety covers on the electrical outlets and then staring around the apartment trying to find something that might fall on or be played with by a two year old.
“I don’t see anything.” Jane said scratching her head.
“Are you saying my home was already kid friendly.” Daria said almost in disbelief.
“Looks that way.” Quinn said.
“You already hide the dangerous stuff to keep it away from Jane.” Quinn added patting Daria on the shoulder.
“Hey.” Jane said trying to look hurt.

They were watching one of Cleo’s DVDs when a sudden pounding on the door woke Quinn up where she was dozing and caused Jane to scream and drop a bowl of popcorn making Cleo start laughing and Daria almost jerk out of her seat.
Daria got up and answered the door, letting in her parents who quickly unloaded bags filled to the brim on her rushed in and started taking turns crushing Quinn for almost 5 minutes until Quinn pointed to Cleo and they swooped down on the child, kissing and hugging the girl, who grabbed a newspaper and started smacking them on the head with it after quickly rolling it up.
Cleo sat giggling as she continued her smacking until Jake and Helen sat down next to her.
“She’s so perfect.” Jake smiled looking at his grandchild.
“She looks like a mix of Quinn and Daria.” Helen said unable to stop rubbing Cleo’s head.
“I’m your grandpa Jake, what’s your name?” Jake said lowering his head to Cleo’s level.
“Cleo.” Cleo answered giggling happily grabbing his nose.
Daria pushed the bags to Helen and took a seat on the floor next to Cleo as her parents started pulling toys and other gifts for Cleo and pushing them toward the child who squealed with each new item.
They spent three hours playing with the Cleo until she laid down asleep on top of the huge teddy bear that Daria would swear for years to come could be used as a bed.

Quinn carried Cleo to her bedroom and tucked her in with the teddy bear and returned to the living room as Jane and Daria started tidying up the room and her parents pulled the last two bags they brought with them over next to them as Quinn sat down on the couch.
“You taken such good care of her.” Helen said and Quinn wanted to cry at the pride that seemed to flow out of her mother’s eyes.
“If you saw the place Daria rescued us from, you wouldn’t think that.” Quinn sighed.
“You never saw the place we lived in when Daria was born, it was closed down because it was unsafe and that was just six months after we got the house in Highland.” Jake said.

“Go ahead and ask.” Quinn said seeing the question burned in her parent’s eyes.

“You were pregnant when you left, it’s why you left. You thought we would be angry or ashamed or throw you out.” Helen stated.
“Yes and no. I thought you would be upset but I knew you would try to help with the baby but you would think I ruined my life and it might rub off on the way you treated Cleo.” Quinn said honestly.
“That’s fair but we love her and you and that’s all that matters.” Jake admitted.
“Do we know the father?” Helen asked.
Quinn shook her head yes.
“Is it one of those boys that use to follow you around?” Jake asked.
“Was it Trent sweetheart?” Helen asked.
Quinn looked shocked at her mother and nodded yes.
“I saw the way you two started getting close before the summer and I thought at first it was just loneliness but toward the end I knew you were dating.” Helen sighed.
“Did he run out on you?” Jake said sounding ready to become angry.
“NO, he doesn’t even know about Cleo.” Quinn said quickly.
“You didn’t want to dump a baby on him, or us.” Helen sighed loudly this time.
“I screwed up but I thought it was for the best.” Quinn defended.
“Water under the bridge now but the lawyer in me is screaming to inform the father and demand support.” Helen said.
“He’s in LA right now but he should be back in Lawndale soon.” Jane piped up from the lazy boy.
“Good, I always liked Trent and I hope I can keep on but if he …” Jake started.
“Hush Dad, Trent will be given a chance to do the right thing by Cleo and be a part of her life. Let’s not start hating him for something he might or might not do.” Daria said firmly.
“We brought you some things.” Helen said nodding in agreement with Daria.
Quinn smiled and winced as her jaw started hurting with the movement.
Helen and Jake watched her take another pill and accept an ice pack from Daria who appeared at her side almost by magic.
“I had two teeth removed this afternoon.” Quinn explained trying not to move her jaw.
“Well we brought you some of the beauty products you used to like so much and some of your old clothes are in the car and well this.” Jake said handing the bag over to Quinn who forced a smile at the various items and took a folded piece of paper from her mother.
It was a check for twenty thousand dollars.
“I can’t take this.” Quinn said showing the check to Daria who smiled.
“She did the same thing to me yesterday when I gave her some money.” Daria smirked.
“It was supposed to be for your college but it will go a long way to getting you on the right track.” Helen smiled.
“Daria has given me so much, I can’t.” Quinn said handing the check back.
“Quinn, I know Daria has more money than we ever did, more than she knows what to do with honestly. I bet she’s already setup a college fund for Cleo and what does that leave us to pay for.” Helen said firmly.
“Her wedding.” Jane tried.
“There is that, I guess you’re part of the family now anyway.” Jake said ending upbeat.
“Yep, do I get an allowance?” Jane asked cheerfully.
“No, but it does entitle us to infer at will in your life.” Helen said sweetly.
“I’m a Lane, I like the idea of someone caring enough to be bossy or nosey.” Jane replied.
“So where are you two planning on staying?” Daria asked but she already knew the answer.
“Well I seem to remember this couch pulls out and that way we can start really spoiling our granddaughter first thing in the morning.” Jake declared.
“That’s not a problem is it?” Helen asked.

Daria sighed and shook her head. “No but there’s something I need to explain to you, first I’m not gay.” Daria started the long explanation of the sleeping arrangements that would be occurring.

Chapter 5 Trent.

Jane stumbled out of the bedroom around 6:30 am heading directly for the kitchen and started drinking the coffee that had finished it’s timed brewing cycle only moments before.
Jane sighed as the third cup allowed her to open her eyes and spot Helen standing at the end of the counter smiling at her.
Jane looked down quickly to make sure she was covered up and returned the smile.
“Jane.” Helen started.
“You know my rules. Three questions, no betrayal of trust.” Jane smirked.
“Deal.” Helen said and started pulling items out of the fridge.
“Sleeping disorder.” Helen started.
“Good start, it started after I got up here to Boston. I started having problems getting to sleep and staying asleep and then I started moving around in my sleep, which would wake myself up and then I couldn’t go back to sleep. It got pretty bad and after a 9 day no sleep binge I got arrested for acting crazy in public. Daria bailed me out of jail and I crashed here that night. I slept in her bed with her and I really slept, it was the first time since I got up here that I had a real night’s sleep. I went back to my apartment the next day and it started again but Daria was paying attention and she dragged me to this sleep clinic downtown and they found out I had REM Sleep Behavior Disorder. I act out my dreams physically. Drugs didn’t help but once again Daria stepped in and saved the day. It didn’t happen if I was with someone. So as long as I have a bed buddy, I’m fine.” Jane said as she helped Helen prepare breakfast for everyone.
“Ok, Boyfriends.” Helen asked.
“Not since her and Mark broke up, I swear I didn’t go near him until after they broke up and Daria suggested it.” Jane defended quickly.
“Easy Jane, driving.” Helen said gently.
“Not since those kids pushed the baby carriage in front of her car. It was empty but it shook her up a lot.” Jane sighed.
A sudden flurry of small feet turned them both around as Cleo came out of her room and ran directly into her mother’s room and woke Quinn up by jumping on the bed repeatedly judging from the sounds coming from the bedroom.
Quinn came out almost at once and then froze when she saw the living room and smacked her forehead.
“Cleo, sweetly I don’t need to look for work for a couple of days so we can turn off the alarm clock.” Quinn said nicely to her daughter who had started pulling her toward the kitchen.
“Ok.” Cleo said and bounced to her room to play with some of her new toys.
“Hey Quinn.” Jane said pointing to the coffee pot.
Quinn looked at the sludge and poured herself half a cup and quickly filled the remainder of the cup with water and started drinking it.
“Alarm clock.” Helen said looking amused.
“She can wake up at any time she wants and she’s really good at waking me up.” Quinn smiled.
“Daria can do the same thing.” Jane said as she started on the bacon.
Helen slid a tray of cinnamon buns into the oven.
“Yes I can’t remember when I noticed it first but it always unnerved me a bit.” Helen muttered shaking her head.
“So what’s the plan for today?” Jane asked.
“Drag my daughter and granddaughter out for a day of shopping and pampering.” Helen smiled.
“Mom, I really don’t need stuff like I used to. A warm bath to soak in is heaven to me now.” Quinn said looking embarrassed.
“Then an hour or two at a spa will be like a vacation in heaven. Quinn nobody thinks you haven’t changed but that’s no reason to deny yourself a little pleasure.” Helen stated firmly.
“Fine but don’t expect me to dress like I used to.” Quinn relented.
“You seem to still have the body for it.” Jane pointed out Quinn’s still perfect figure.
“I certainly wish I had been able to keep a stomach that flat after my first child.” Helen said enviously.
“Still the total package.” Jane said pointing between Quinn’s stomach and breasts and indicating her butt.
“Well until this.” Quinn said and lifted her nightshirt to show a scar running sideways from her belly button, three inches long that seemed to stand out more against the near perfect-ness of everything around it.
“What happened?” Helen asked covering her mouth.
“Infection after Cleo was born; they had to take some stuff out. I won’t be having anymore kids.” Quinn said as she lowered her shirt.
“I’m sorry.” Jane said feeling like an ass for making the comment.
It was quiet for several long seconds until a voice came from behind them.
“Then it’s good you got it right on the first try.” Daria said as she entered the kitchen.
“Got a point there, she is the perfect kid. Almost makes me want to have one.” Jane added.
“Now that’s a scary thought.” Quinn said with a laugh.
“Hey!” Jane laughed.

Jake awoke as Cleo decided to play on the pulled out couch and she decided his pillow was needed to prop up the various stuff animals but with the smell of breakfast filling the apartment he didn’t mind much.
The entire family sat around the counter and table and enjoyed the combination of food and family before Helen and Jake dragged Quinn and Cleo out of the apartment for an entire day of planned out family type bonding that had Quinn looking nauseous.
Jane left to pick up her boxes from her apartment and Daria was enjoying the time alone when a sudden knocking forced her to the door.
She opened the door and was taken by surprise to see Trent Lane standing in her doorway holding two bags and three guitar cases. He had changed much since her days in High School, maybe a few more tattoos.
:I think it just hit the fan.: Daria thought as she struggled to find the breath to speak.
“Hey Daria.” Trent said sounding as laid back as ever.
“Hey Trent.” Daria smiled before waving him in regaining the missing ability quickly.
“Janey ordered me back to Lawndale and I figured I would stop here and find out why.” Trent said as he set down his bags and cases.
“You want to hear it from her or will I do?” Daria sighed.
“Talk.” Trent said as he plopped down on the couch.
“Quinn’s back.” Daria started and she saw his eyes flicker for a brief second but his body language changed drastically.
“Is she ok?” Trent asked carefully.
“Trent, why didn’t you tell me you dated my sister?” Daria said trying not to meet his eyes now.
“I didn’t think it mattered.” Trent said lamely.
“It doesn’t but at the same time it does.” Daria admitted.
“It began and ended pretty fast. I honestly didn’t think it was related or anyone’s business.” Trent said picking at a stuffed duck that Cleo had left on the couch before tossing it to another chair.
“Well, she’s back and that’s why Jane called you.” Daria stated hoping beyond hope that Jane would walk in the door any second.
“Ok, Why?” Trent asked.
“I’m going to stop dragging this out. I’m sorry to be so blunt but here it is. Quinn got pregnant when you two were together and that’s why she ran off. She kept the baby, it’s a little girl named Cleo. Congratulations you’re a daddy. Their out with my parents now and for most of the day, probably.” Daria said staring at a spot on the floor while she spoke.
“Oh.” Trent said looking like a train had just hit him.
“I talked her into moving here with Cleo and Jane talked her into telling you about the baby.” Daria said gently.
“Quinn had a baby.” Trent said.
“Yes.” Daria answered.
“My baby.” Trent moaned.
“Yes.” Daria answered again.
“And she took off to have the kid and didn’t bother to tell anyone.” Trent said getting to his feet slowly.
“Ya but she’s back now and she willing to give you a chance to be a father to Cleo.” Daria explained not liking the look on Trent’s face.
“I need to take care of a few things. What time will they be back?” Trent asked.
“Somewhere after 6 pm but maybe you should hang out, get some sleep.” Daria answered feeling more than a little nervous.
“Good, I’ll be back by then. It’s alright for me to leave my stuff here right?” Trent said.
“Sure.” Daria said as Trent left the apartment without looking at her.
:That stung more than a little. I think I would have preferred it was Tom. Scratch that, I know I would have preferred it was Tom. I'm over Tom.: Daria thought as she relocked her door.

Daria turned and with a quick scream punched the wall next to the door repeatedly until she couldn’t feel her hand anymore.
She slid to the floor leaning against the door as she regained her composure.
“Great, serves me right if I broke my hand.” She said as she climbed to her feet and headed into the bathroom adjourned to her bedroom and ran her hand under the cold tap water while she poured disinfectant on her torn knuckles. She gently flexed her fingers and determined nothing was broken but it certainly going to be sore for quite a few days.
Daria finished wrapping her hand and took two of the pain pills she saved after breaking her wrist the last time she drove.
She crawled into her bed and pulled her blanket up around her trying to hide from the thoughts and feelings that the last few days were bringing forth. Quinn, Cleo and now Trent all at once returning or entering her life and she couldn’t get a single picture out of her mind. It was a painting she had seen, a man standing on an empty beach while a tidal wave towered above, at the very moment of collapse.
The picture wouldn’t leave her mind and it pushed any peace from finding her as she tried to sleep.

Jane returned to the apartment before anyone else and after seeing Trent’s bags and locating Daria hiding under her blanket, Jane decided to join her and after failing to gain Daria’s attention started to rub her best friend’s feet.
“Damn you Jane.” Daria said from under the blanket.
“You don’t spend 5 or 6 years around someone without learning their weak points.” Jane joked as she skillfully worked on the small feet.
They talked without really talking about anything not related to what was happening and Jane knew it wasn’t the time to tease Daria about Trent. :I forgot about this part. I knew Daria always had a thing for Trent even after Tom but I thought she was over it after he stayed here last summer.: After a few hours of talking trying to cheer her up and failing Jane decided to go out and pickup some takeout for dinner so when Quinn returned with their parents and Cleo they could rest and deal directly with Trent when he returned.
Daria had managed to make it to the living room when her parents came in both sporting, World’s great grandparent T-shirts and Cleo was wired on an unknown amount of junk food and sweets and bounced like a hyper spider monkey all around the apartment. She was looking like she had just been given everything in at least three stores worth of clothes and toys. Quinn quickly took one of her pills and grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and joined Daria on the couch as their parents had Cleo model the new clothing and show off the toys.
“Our parents don’t seem to believe in boundaries concerning spoiling my daughter any more than you do Mrs. Ice cream for breakfast.” Quinn whispered to Daria
“Their just excited.” Daria couldn’t believe she was defending her parents of all people.
“They just made it impossible for me to wow Cleo for Christmas this year. It's in a few weeks.” Quinn whispered looking tired.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you my credit card and that will give you a bit of buying power that the parentals don’t have.” Daria said realizing what it implied but hoping Quinn would take it as intended.
“Thank you and I don’t care if it takes me the rest of my life but I will pay you back.” Quinn sighed.
‘Don’t worry about it, Mom was right. I have more money than I know what to do with.” Daria admitted.
“I just hate being a charity.” Quinn answered.
“Trent’s in town, he left to take care of something but he promised he would be back after I told him about Cleo.” Daria said hoping that Quinn would be able to handle the extra stress.
“Oh god, I was hoping for a few days before I had to face him.” Quinn said and leaned against her sister and felt Daria wrap her arm around her and hold her almost exactly like Quinn did when Cleo was sad.

Trent arrived with an almost musical knock that Daria and Quinn both recognized and Quinn held her hand out stopping anyone else from moving toward the door and crossed the room herself and opened the door and stood staring at the father of her child.
“Hey Quinn.” Trent said and she was relieved to see that he looked as nervous as she felt.
“Hiya Trent.” Quinn smiled.
“Umm, Can I talk to you in the hall?” Trent said looking at the floor shuffling his feet.
“Sure.” Quinn said and she stepped out into the hall and pulled the door shut behind her without looking back at her parents who she knew would object.

Daria had to fight the urge to join them in the hall and with her parents keeping Cleo distracted, she could have but something kept her in the apartment for 5 minutes until the a scream came from the hall.
:This can’t be happening. The guy I spent years crushing on has a kid with my baby sister and now he’s back and wants to talk to her alone. They’re going to come back in and announce that their going to give it another try. Why is this hurting me so much? Trent’s not mine, never was and I want Quinn to be happy and Cleo needs her dad and this will give her that chance. I don’t know if I can do this, standby watch them together. I really am a selfish bitch.: Daria thought as she stared at the door trying to picture what was happening on the other side.
“TRENT WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?” Jane voice bellowed before the door flew open and she pushed both Trent and Quinn into the apartment.
Daria jumped to her feet seconds before Jake and Helen grabbed Cleo and backed into the kitchen.
“What’s wrong with you?” Trent started.
“I told you to get a job not this.” Jane yelled.
“Jane calm down.” Quinn said looking almost amused.
“What’s happening?” Daria demanded.
“I’m trying to do right by my daughter.” Trent said defiantly and pulled a small box from his pocket and knelt before Quinn.
:No, no.: Daria screamed within her mind.
“Trent get up.” Jane ordered.
“No, Quinn I care about you and I want to be the father for my little girl, Will you marry me?” Trent asked almost pleadingly to Quinn.
Helen gasped and Jake wrapped an arm around his wife as they held Cleo as everyone watched their youngest daughter’s proposal.
Quinn looked down at Trent fondly and reached her hand over and ran her fingers through his scraggly hair.
“Please Quinn, we can be a family for our daughter.” Trent smiled.
“Yes we can.” Quinn said and she saw Daria’s eyes and heard the sharp intake of breath from her sister.
“I don’t love you and you don’t love me but we can both love Cleo. We can do that without being together.” Quinn continued as she knelt in front of him and incased the ring box with her hands and gently closed it.
“I want my daughter to have a normal family.” Trent said strongly.
“Then I will ask you one question and you have to swear to tell the truth. Can you do that?” Quinn asked moving her hands to his head as he nodded yes.
“My answer to your offer will be the same as your answer to this. Could you ever love me as much as her?” Quinn asked turning his head to face Daria.
Daria backed out of Quinn’s line of sight but she heard her sister fall onto the couch and saw Trent’s inability to pull his eyes away from her.
“I thought so.” Quinn said calmly.
“You can still be a part of your daughter’s life. You can still be her father and help raise and support her but you and me never made much sense but it was nice while it lasted.” Quinn said kissing the top of Trent’s head before standing and turning to look at her parents and daughter.
“Cleo, sweetie. Come meet your Daddy.” Quinn said wiping the wet from her eyes.
Helen let Cleo down and the child ran to her mother and looked around her legs at Trent.
“Hi Cleo.” Trent said looking at his daughter.
“Your eyes painted like mine.” Cleo said pointing at his eyes.
“Yep.” Trent said and held out his hand to her.
Cleo bypassed his hand and ran straight into his chest and hugged him tightly.

They held each other and Quinn sat with them smiling and crying as father and daughter became family.

Jane brought the takeout food in from where she dropped it after walking up on Trent’s first attempt at asking Quinn to marry him. Jake and Helen helped her salvage as much as possible and the now extended family started eating with the singular exception of Daria who had retreated into her room and now cried off from joining everyone.
Quinn entered her room and crawled onto the bed and sat next to her sister.
“I’m sorry.” Quinn said.
“For what?” Daria asked looking surprised.
“I knew you had a crush on him for a while in High School and I knew he was carrying a torch for you but it wasn’t until afterwards I knew how much he loved you. I didn’t think you were in love with him too.” Quinn admitted.
“I didn’t think I felt this way about him. I thought he was a phase that I was long over.” Daria replied.
“I think you should talk to him. I’m thinking about having Jane crash with me tonight, just to start getting used to it, in case she ever needs a bed buddy when you or Mark aren’t around.” Quinn said casually.
“What? You think I should invite Trent in for the night and have wild sex with him.” Daria groaned and buried her face in a pillow.
“He’s rather good at it if I remember correctly.” Quinn said then blushed brightly.
Daria groaned louder.
“Sorry, that didn’t help did it.” Quinn laughed.
“No I’ve always wanted to date my sister’s ex who happens to be the father of her child. Maybe we can go on the Springer show afterwards and compare notes on his performance.” Daria smirked.
“Now you’re being silly.” Quinn couldn’t help but smile.
“He still makes me feel like that 16 year old girl that had a crush on him.” Daria sighed painfully.
“Every time he kissed me, it was you in his mind.” Quinn said and climbed off the bed and left the room.

Helen invaded her room next and sat on the foot of her bed as she stared at the sheets.
“This must be very difficult for you.” Helen stated and Daria fought to control her expression.
“I know that this isn’t what you expected but it was pretty clear that Trent just wants to be with his daughter and while he is fond of Quinn, he’s not in love with her. No one would think less of you if you started dating him. I think you would enjoy the complete chaos it would create at family gathering when it came time to explain it to people.” Helen said with a small grin.
“I haven’t thought of that. I’m just really confused at the moment.” Daria admitted.
“If this didn’t confuse you I would be frightened.” Helen said smiling at her oldest girl.
“You just want more grandkids.” Daria joked.
“Well it is rather addicting and to be honest your life style does give you the ability to have kids without them greatly affecting your work.” Helen replied.
“True.” Daria conceded.
“But I can wait for a little while but your father seems determined to have a son-in-law and since Quinn turned Trent down, Jake is pushing for him to talk to you.” Helen laughed.
“Great now I’m a pity date or marriage.” Daria groaned shoving her face back into a pillow so she didn’t hear her mother leave the room.

The apartment was being shut down as everyone was going to bed when Daria came out of her bathroom to find Trent sitting on her bed.
“Trent!” Daria said and had to fight the urge to cover up even though she was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.
“Hi Daria.” Trent said in his laid back manner.
“Can I help you with something?” Daria asked.
“Janey said I was supposed to come in here and talk to you before I could go to bed or she was going to remove my tattoos with a belt sander.” Trent sighed.
“Well I know who I need to kill first thing in the morning.” Daria almost growled.
“Stay on her left side, she’s a sucker for a south paw.” Trent said and laid back on Daria’s bed.
“I’ll remember that, thanks for the lips…I mean advice.” Daria said blushing at the slip.
“Cool.” Trent said seeming not to notice.
“Umm Trent.” Daria tried, wanting to get over whatever Jane had put him up to.
Trent sat up on the bed and stared at her for several minutes.
“What?” Daria asked.
“Did you know I had the biggest crush on you back in Lawndale?” Trent asked.
“No, I didn’t or I would have been sneaking into your room every time I stayed the night with Jane.” Daria said not realizing she had spoken aloud until the words were out of her mouth causing another blush.
“Good one Daria.” Trent said and smiled.
“I had a crush on you too.” Daria said taking a seat on her bed just a few feet away from Trent.
“I’m not sorry I hooked up with Quinn.” Trent stated firmly.
“Neither am I.” Daria said meeting his eyes for the first time.
“I think I want to … is it supposed to be this hard.” Trent said looking confused.
“Yes, I think it is.” Daria said moving closer to him.
“This might make things really weird.” Trent said moving a little closer to her as well.
“Weird is good.” Daria smirked.
“I like weird.” Trent replied.
"Weird can work." Daria laughed.
"Maybe we could talk for a while." Trent returned the laugh.
“Shut up and kiss me or get off my bed.” Daria demanded.
“Ok, are you sure Janey won’t mind us … I mean you two being ...” Trent started.
“Look this is the last time I'm saying this. We’re not gay. I ..AM ..NOT ..GAY.” Daria said firmly pulling Trent to her and kissing him deeply.
“If you say so.” Trent smiled between kisses.
“You aren’t sleeping here.” Daria declared.
Trent stopped and pulled back from the kisses looking confused again.
“Don’t try those puppy dog eyes on me. Kissing is one thing, I’m going to need some time to address this in my head before your getting anything else so too bad.” Daria said folding her arms across her chest.
“That’s cool, I mean yesterday I was a bum now I’m a bum with a daughter. It’s heavy.” Trent agreed.
“I’m an Aunt and I am standing at the doorway of something that will freak a lot of people out.” Daria said not realizing they had both laid back on the bed.
“I gotta get a job.” Trent sighed.
“Yes.” Daria almost laughed.
"You think Quinn would hire me to babysit Cleo." Trent laughed and then coughed.
"No." Daria sighed.
“Maybe I could teach playing or work at a music store or something.” Trent said.
“Maybe, I do really like you Trent, if this is just a game or fun for you, please make it quick and painless.” Daria took her turn to sigh.
“It’s not.” Trent said softly.
“Quinn acts like she’s going to be ok with this.” Daria said to fill the silence.
“ Janey is pushing for this. Something about me having the thickest piece of concrete in the universe in my head.” Trent coughed.
“My parents like you, which should be a bad sign.” Daria laughed gently.
“Whoa that’s a new one.” Trent said surprised.
“It could be worse I guess.” Daria mused.
“How?” Trent asked.
“You could have knocked up my mother.” Daria teased.
“She is a very attractive older woman.” Trent teased back.
“If you ever expect to get anywhere with me never ever say that or anything remotely like that again.” Daria warned.
“Deal.” Trent smirked.

Daria suddenly was awakened by a heavy object crawling up her body and laying on her chest.
She reached for her glasses before realizing she had fallen asleep with them on.
Looking down she saw Cleo had crawled into her bed and was now laying on her chest.
“I forgot Mommy doesn’t need to get up, she’s sleeping with Aunt Jane.” Cleo explained as she shifted around on top on Daria, coming to rest with her head over Daria’s heart and her feet propped up on Trent’s bare back before falling asleep seconds later.
:Trent’s bare back, Damn and double damn.: Daria thought unwilling to move the blanket to check her own state of dress or Trent’s and unable to remember anything that had occurred after a brief but heated conversion on the differences between entertainers and musicians. She laid her head back down and put her glasses on the nightstand.
:I can start pretending this didn’t happen in the morning.: Daria though as she went back to sleep.

Chapter 6 Settling In

Quinn woke up around 8 am and stretched in the bed careful not to hit the sleeping form of Jane and blushed when she re-noticed the complete and utter lack of clothes on said form. She slid off the bed and went into the adjourning bathroom and climbed into the shower after taking one of her pain pills.
:Daria should have warned me that Jane sleeps in the nude, no wonder everyone thinks their a couple. Still it was kinda of nice having someone to cuddle with even if it was a naked woman.: Quinn thought as she quickly showered and started drying off before getting dressed. A whistle turned her attention to the bedroom where Jane was sitting up looking at her through the open doorway.
“I thought you were asleep.” Quinn blushed down to her toes.
“I was until you started a strip tease and then did a shower scene better than any I’ve ever seen.” Jane laughed.
“I’m not used to anyone besides me and Cleo being around.” Quinn admitted as she sat on the bed and pulled on her shoes.
“It’s not a problem, I’m just giving you a hard time. So you haven’t dated since Cleo was born?” Jane asked as she grabbed her clothes and walked bare ass into the bathroom and left the door cracked open.
“Once but it didn’t work out. He kept getting jealous of the time I spent with Cleo so I sent him packing.” Quinn sighed.
“I seem to remember there being a line of guys that wanted to date you.” Jane said honestly.
“Well not too many guys our age want to play house with someone else’s kid.” Quinn said shaking her head as she stood up.
“Not too many want to with their own kids.” Jane agreed.
“Last night wasn’t bad so if you need a place to crash I’m ok with it but no wandering hands.” Quinn laughed.
“You’re the one that grabbed my ass.” Jane defended.
“I turned over and it was there, there was no lingering.” Quinn said as Jane came out of the bathroom.
“Wait till I tell Daria you tried to make out with me.” Jane teased.
“Don’t you dare!” Quinn said shocked.
“Relax, let’s go get some breakfast and then announce our engagement to your folks.” Jane continued.
“Jane I will kill you and Daria will help me get away with it.” Quinn said as she pouted her way into the living room.
She walked to Cleo’s room and went inside and wasn’t to surprised to find the bed empty so she checked the room before heading into the living room.
A quick search told her that Cleo wasn’t in the living room or kitchen or her own bedroom and that only left one room.
“What’s going on?” Jane asked as she pulled down several bowls for cereal.
“I can’t find Cleo and there’s no way she could reach the top locks or chain on the front door so that just leaves one place.” Quinn said pointing toward Daria’s room.
Quinn and Jane approached the slightly opened door and peeked in and both oh’ed and ah’ed at the painfully cute scene on the bed.
Daria and Trent were sharing a pillow with their bodies angling away from each other and Cleo slept between them looking peaceful.
“Get a camera.” Quinn demanded and Jane dashed to grab hers.
Jane returned and started snapping pictures with a modern digital camera until the giggling from her and Quinn woke Cleo up. The little girl sat up and smiled at her mother and held out her arms to be hugged.
“Take one more picture and while I’m sure they will find your body they will never be able to identify it.” Daria said without looking up.
Trent stirred in his sleep and looked around and quickly covered himself with a sheet after realizing the number of women in the room with him.
“Since when are you shy Mr. Walk around in a pair of boxers?” Jane scolded.
“And what are you doing with my sister; it seems like just last night you were on one knee proposing to me?” Quinn asked sweetly.
“That was last night.” Jane informed her.
“You cad.” Quinn said and tossed his shirt over to him.
“Wait a minute, he’s still wearing pants.” Jane said and looked disgusted.
“Daria, please tell me you were worried about him catching a cold and you made him put his pants back on.” Quinn sighed as she tickled her daughter.
“Nothing happened.” Trent said.
“Funny I didn’t know you wore lipstick.” Jane said as she wiped a tissue on his face.
“And it matches Daria’s perfectly.” Quinn added holding it up to Daria’s face.
“If Daddy marries Aunt Daria will she be my stop mom?” Cleo asked.
“Step.” Jane smiled.
“Yes she would.” Quinn laughed.
“Who said anything about married?” Daria sat up and grabbed for her glasses.
“Well seeing as he just knocked you up I guess you’ll have to get married.” Quinn teased.
“Nothing like that happened.” Daria said.
“Then why are you afraid to move the blanket then.” Jane said as she lifted the side of the blanket.
“I am fully dressed.” Daria said and slid off the bed with the blanket still wrapped around herself.
Quinn and Jane looked at each other and after plopping Cleo on top of Trent they dived for the blanket as Daria tried to retreat into the bathroom.
Quinn managed to get a handhold but Daria continued onward dragging her sister until Jane latched onto the end and skillfully freed the blanket as Daria dashed into the bathroom.
“Wait a minute … she was dressed.” Jane said scratching her head.
“You didn’t notice the back of her neck. He likes to work up the back.” Quinn said pointing to Trent who was trying to hide his blush by playing with Cleo.
“You left a hickey on her!” Jane said smiling to Trent poking him in the shoulder.
“Chill out, nothing happened, just some kissing.” Trent replied.
“Mommy and Aunt Daria wrestle some more.” Cleo laughed when Daria came out of the bathroom.
“No more.” Daria said sternly pointing at Quinn and Jane who had taken up seats on the bed.
“Will you get over it already.” Jane said looking annoyed.
“I agree. Daria it’s really not a big deal.” Quinn laughed.
“I’m a little freaked out. You have to know how that feels Quinn. A lot of stuff happening all at once.” Daria tried for a little sisterly support.
“I know but this is a good thing.” Quinn said and hugged Daria gently.
“He’s Cleo’s father.” Daria said frowning.
“Yes and you’re her Aunt and my sister. Relax and let what will happen, happen as it will.” Quinn said and squeezed Daria tightly.
“So tell the truth is he any good.” Jane teased.
“I’m sitting right here.” Trent said still playing with Cleo.
“Oh just smile and look pretty.” Quinn laughed.

They dragged Daria out of her bedroom and Helen spent the entire morning smirking at Daria while Jake gave up after breakfast when Cleo interrupted his free milk speech he was giving Trent using the only milk jug in the house as a prop preventing Trent from adding it to his cereal. She stood tapping her foot looking up at her grandfather with a look far too old for a two year old.
“Play nice or no ice cream.” Cleo declared after Jake surrendered the milk to Trent.
“But I like ice cream.” Jake complained.

Daria spent the day trying to convince Quinn to sign up for any classes she wanted at Raft or BFAC or any of the local colleges.
“Daria, I’m not sure I want to go to college anymore.” Quinn sighed.
“Think of it like this, you go to school then you can get a better job and pay me back faster.” Daria said firmly.
“Damn you Daria.” Quinn smiled.

Jane decided to do a portrait of Cleo with Trent and Quinn. Trent complained at being forced into a suit so it took Helen almost 5 minutes to convince him it was his idea to wear one but Daria decided she might have to buy him a few after seeing how he looked in a spare one of her father’s.

Helen and Jake took the time to make a few calls to ensure their respective families got the news.
“No mom I don’t think you need to come take over for Quinn, she’s been taking care of Cleo for a long time. No we’re not going to be raising her. No she’s not moving in with us but it would be fine if she did. I think you might want to wait before you come to visit. Well she’s staying with Daria and you know how poorly you get on with Daria.” Jake said before making a quick exit from the phone call.

“Yes Rita, Quinn is back and she had a baby, a little girl. She’s brilliant and so gorgeous. The father, YES we knew who the father is. Daria’s boyfriend. That’s what I said. Daria is helping out with the money side of things; you know her book is still on the best seller list for the 5th week. You need to go, I understand. Give Erin my love.” Helen said smirking through the entire call.
“God I needed that. Your grandmother sounded like she was dancing with joy at the news she was a great grandmother and I really got to rub Rita’s nose in it.” Helen said to the room.
“You didn’t take this kind of pleasure in it when you called Amy.” Daria replied.
“She was just so supportive and happy for us. I couldn’t bring myself to try to nail her.” Helen sighed.
“I thought I was the one that was supposed to take pleasure in freaking people out with the fact that I’m with the father of my sister’s kid.” Daria smirked.
“Ok so I’m enjoying in almost as you will.” Helen admitted.
“I didn’t even know we were dating yet.” Daria joked.
Helen raised an eyebrow at Daria that spoke volumes.
“God mom, I didn’t sleep with him. Ok I slept with him but all we did was sleep … and kiss but that’s it.” Daria sighed.
“Daria you’re a grown woman now. I am fairly certain you aren’t a virgin anymore.” Helen sighed.
“Two guys, I might as well be.” Daria answered.
“Trent.” Helen said pointing to where he was standing for the painting.
“Not yet, honestly Mom. I’m more than a little nervous about being with a guy that was with my sister.” Daria admitted honestly.
“I don’t think he’s going to compare you two.” Helen dismissed her concern with a wave.
“If we do sleep together then I’ll be up to three guys, the same as Quinn. That’s more than a little weird.” Daria pressed.
“At least neither of you stole the other’s boyfriend or husband and I happen to know that 3 men for a college senior is a low number.” Helen said patting her eldest daughter on the shoulder.
“We haven’t stolen a man from each other yet.” Daria smirked.
“Quinn would never do that to you.” Helen assured strongly.
“I know.” Daria smiled and watched as Quinn made faces at Jane when ever Cleo wasn’t looking.

“Next I want to do one with Quinn, Helen and Daria with Cleo.” Jane said as she finished the painting and setup a new canvas.

Quinn groaned as Trent happily moved away and took off the suit coat only to be caught by Jake.
“Get changed my man. We need to go get a tree and some decorations.” Jake said smiling.
“That’s cool.” Trent said and ducked into the guest bathroom to change.

“I object to being left out of the whole bring a dead tree in my house decision making process.” Daria called as the two men left.
“No you don’t.” Jane laughed.
“But I wanna go with them.” Daria whined with a smile.
“No you don’t.” Quinn giggled.
“OK, I just don’t want to sit here for a few hours while Jane paints horns on us.” Daria complained.
“Do I need to whack you?” Jane said brandishing a wooden paintbrush.

Jake and Trent return hours later covered in snow and dragging a monster of a tree behind them.
“Oh god Jake did you buy the biggest one they had.” Helen sighed.
“No, you have to have a pickup truck if you want to get a 12 footer, he said. Damn rules and regulations.” Jake said shaking his fist toward the sky.
“Geez relax Dad. You don’t want to have another heart attack do you?” Quinn said as she handed her father and Trent cups of hot cocoa.
“Cool this has the little marshmallows and everything.” Trent said as he finished dragging the tree into the living room.
“Does Santa come to your house too?” Cleo asked as the men stood the tree up and mounted it on a stand.
“Every year.” Jane answered.
“Daria when did you want to go out, tomorrow right.” Quinn said smiling.
“Tomorrow is good; my parents can watch Cleo while the four of us go out and shop.” Daria said.
“Umm Daria remind me to talk to you later.” Trent said as he paused in the decorating and looked to where Daria was sitting on the counter.
“No problem.” Daria said knowing what that topic would be.
“Look what Grandpa got.” Jake said happily as he held up several bundles of mistletoe.
“I sense turmoil and trouble, I like it.” Jane said laughing.
“The only trouble will be if Jane tries to get me to sit for another painting in the next 6 months.” Quinn warned.
“I just want to capture this brief respite in the constant battle of Morgendorffers.” Jane smirked.
“I think a truce has been called.” Daria sighed.

The group gathered around the table sitting on anything that would allow them to reach the table as Jake served up bowls of steaming chili for dinner.
Daria had to admit it warmed her almost as much as sharing a seat with Trent and even Cleo managed to eat down the meal.
“I expected hotter from someone who came from Texas.” Jane mused.
“I’m not allowed spicy food. The doctor’s say it might …” Jake started before a glare from Helen stopped him.
“So you four are going out shopping tomorrow, good. I can spoil my granddaughter without interference.” Helen smiled.
“Just for a bit and no ice cream for breakfast.” Quinn agreed.
“No just chocolate cake.” Helen said sounding almost serious.
“So how long are you two in town for?” Daria asked from Trent’s lap.
“A few more days but we will be back for Christmas and New year’s. Expect us to be making regular visits to check on our daughters and granddaughter. Don’t look at me like that Jane, since your brother decided he wants to be part of the family that includes you so expect us to be going over every choice you make from now on and I want to meet this Mark fellow your dating.” Helen stated.
“Ok but Daria filled him with all kind of horror stories about you two so he might be skittish.” Jane laughed out.
“Why do I believe that.” Helen said giving Daria an evil eye.

Daria came out of her shower that evening to find Jane waiting for her.
“Hey Amiga.” Jane said as she sprawled out on the bed.
“So you haven’t forsaken me for Quinn.” Daria smiled.
“Figure I would ask. It’s your choice. Trent can crash here with you or that cot I have across the hall.” Jane shrugged.
“Damn it Jane I’m not sure I’m ready yet.” Daria fumed.
“Relax a little. You are way to tense. Do you need a back massage?” Jane offered.
“I could use one.” Daria said and quickly crawled on to the bed and removed her T-shirt as she laid out face down on her bed.
“Me and my big mouth.” Jane chuckled.
“Best 15 hundred bucks I ever spent, sending you to those classes.” Daria almost purred as Jane started working on her back.
“I talked to Quinn about Trent.” Jane said and let it hang.
“And?” Daria pressed.
“She’s really ok with this. She’s afraid you two might not hook up even though you both want to because of her and Cleo.” Jane said.
“And what do you think?” Daria asked.
“I think you should have gotten with him back in High School. I’ve never seen you respond like this with anyone, not even that night you and me … you know. You’re in love with him and it’s pretty clear that my clueless brother is awake for the first time and he’s in love with you. Plus Quinn doesn’t hog the covers as much as you do.” Jane ended with a joke.
“Anything I need to know about?” Daria almost whispered.
“No, but it was kinda of nice last night. Not in a rip each other’s clothes off way, you know I’m serious about Mark.” Jane fumbled.
“Ok but if it changes let me know, I don’t want another Becky accident.” Daria stated firmly.
“I don’t think Quinn’s that way but I promise if anything happens, you will be the first to know.” Jane promised.
“Why don’t you go tell Trent to finish my massage then tell Quinn he better be as good as she said.” Daria said with a sigh as the blush covered her entire back.

Jane dashed out of the room and moments later Daria felt much larger and stronger hands on her back gently working the muscles almost as expertly as Jane’s had.
She heard the door close as the light turned out and allowed herself to enjoy the skillful and rough hands.

Chapter 7 Old Friends

Daria leaned against the wall and watched the Quinn and Jane pick through another store looking for more perfect gifts for everyone. Trent leaned against the wall next to her and cleared his throat politely.

“I wanted to thank you for the cash loan. I knew what I want to get everyone but it was going to be just about impossible. Now all I have to do is come up with what to get you.” Trent joked.

“Anything will be nice.” Daria blushed.
“I don’t suppose you want an engagement ring.” Trent sighed.
“Not yet but … you might want to hold on … I mean later … maybe, if you ask.” Daria stumbled.
“Cool, I’m not mad about last night, just so you know.” Trent lowered his voice so no one else could hear.
“I’m just not ready yet but if you stick around a while I will be.” Daria blushed brightly.
“We had fun and I’m not going anywhere. I can wait, but can I still crash with you.” Trent blushed himself.
“I think we could work out some kind of trade, massages for bed space.” Daria felt like giggling.
“Really cool.” Trent said and he turned and pointed toward Jane and Quinn who were returning with arms loaded down with bags.

“OH MY GOD QUINN!!!” A female voice rang out.

Daria turned toward the sound to see a short haired brunette running toward Quinn and Jane.
The woman grabbed Quinn and almost lifted her off the floor with the monstrous hug she locked onto the taller redhead.
“I thought you were dead.” The woman said tearfully.
“Easy Stacy, I’m not dead but if you keep squeezing me I might be in a few minutes.” Quinn gasped.
Daria hurried over just as Stacy released Quinn beaming that impossible smile at all of them.
“Daria, I’ve been meaning to get in touch since I moved here.” Stacy said as she hugged her.
“Ummm, that’s nice Stacy.” Daria mumbled.
“Where have you been?” Stacy turned and scolded Quinn.
“Georgia or hell, I’m not sure there’s a difference.” Quinn answered.
“Why would you go there?” Stacy said looking surprised.
“Long story. What’s been up with you?” Quinn dodged.
“Finally getting back to my second year of school. I got interrupted there for a while.” Stacy admitted.
“Mind if I ask.” Jane probed.
“I had a little boy and he’s old enough now for me to get back to school.” Stacy said and pulled a small photo album out of her purse and started showing off pictures of a blond hair toddler.
“His father is pretty worthless but his parents pay the child support every month. They come see him every few weeks, sometimes they even bring Ted along for the trip if he’s in the country.” Stacy sighed.
“Ted, as in our ex-classmate home schooled Ted.” Jane said clearly shocked.

“Yep, funny those old fashion ideals didn’t seem to include not jumping into bed with me or push him to take care of his child. He ran off to Mexico to feed starving people or whatever the week he found out I was knocked up. His folks are nice and they really help out. L.Q’s almost a year old now.” Stacy said proudly.
“He’s really cute, this Ted guy sounds like a real jerk.” Trent mumbled.
“He just needs to grow up is all.” Stacy said blushing.
“L.Q.” Jane mused.
“His nickname, well the nickname for his nickname. Little Quinn.” Stacy said stunning the four of them for several seconds.
“You named your son, Quinn.” Daria stated recovering before anyone else.
“Yep. Sorry but I really like that name and you really helped make High School bearable for me.” Stacy apologized to Quinn.
“That’s great Stacy. Are you living in Boston too?” Quinn asked.
“Ya.” Stacy nodded with a smile.
The group started to the checkout lanes.
“I had a little girl myself.” Quinn said to Stacy.
“You had a baby. No way.” Stacy said and Daria almost saw the smoke pouring out of the girl’s head.
“Ya, that’s why I took off. Her name is Cleo. Daria dragged us to live with her and I’m thinking about going back to school myself.” Quinn sighed as she pulled her billfold out of her pocket and pulled out a picture of Cleo.

“That’s great, She’s so cute, they have a fashion program at Boston University and they have enough classes I can arrange them around working and L.Q.” Stacy gushed.
“I’ll have to remember that when I start looking after the holidays.” Quinn nodded.
“What are you doing for Christmas?” Stacy asked suddenly.
“Whatever Daria wants I guess.” Quinn laughed.
“The Clintons can’t make it this year so if you want to get together or something we’ll be free.” Stacy said smiling as the group paid for their items and started to the parking lot.
“I think we could fit another high chair at the table if you wanted to come over.” Daria offered.
“We could catch up and let the kids play.” Quinn added.
“Great.” Stacy beamed.
“What about your folks, won’t they be upset they can’t visit Little Quinn.” Trent asked.

Stacy got quiet before sighing and answering.
“My parents disowned me when I dropped out of school to keep the baby. They changed their phone number and now they send back any letters I send them unopened. I hope that if they find out I’m back in school and the baby didn’t ruin my life, it will help them deal.” Stacy explained.
“Where are you staying?” Quinn asked wanting to change to subject.
“I have an apartment on Mylar street. It’s not far from here. My roommate helps out with some of the quick babysitting like today.” Stacy answered.
“That’s just a couple of streets from us.” Jane informed Quinn who hadn’t gotten to know any of the local streets yet.
“Daria, you have to sign Total Night for me. I’ve read it at least eight times.” Stacy said turning to Daria who was walking with Trent.
“Sure.” Daria smiled.
“I have to go, motherhood calls.” Stacy said and quickly exchanged address and phone numbers with Quinn.

“I can’t believe Stacy is a Mom.” Jane chuckled.
“I can’t believe Ted ran off on her.” Daria said remembering the polite friendly boy she had almost been involved with.
“You don’t mind her hanging out at the apartment or anything do you?” Quinn asked.
“Of course not, if it was Sandi maybe but Stacy was always a sweetheart.” Daria dismissed the question with a wave.

They made their way to the car and Jane drove them back toward the apartment house and Quinn noticed something as they pulled into the garage.

“Why aren’t there ever any other cars here?” Quinn asked.
Jane snorted and Daria smiled before answering.
“Because besides us there are only three other apartments being rented out.” Daria replied.
“Why, this is a great place?” Quinn pressed.
“Because your sister won’t rent out any of the empty apartments.” Jane laughed.
Quinn stared at Daria as they got out of the car and started unloading the mountains of bags.
“You own the building!” Quinn said understanding something now.
“Yes.” Daria answered.
“How rich are you?” Quinn asked nervously.
“Pretty rich.” Daria answered.
“Daria.” Quinn said clearly wanting an answer.
“She was worth about 2 million before her last book got published.” Jane answered punching Daria gently on the shoulder.
“Wow. So not Mom and Dad rich but really rich.” Quinn gasped.

“Which is why I have nothing better to do than spend money on you and Cleo. Last year I started sending people to classes just to get them out of my hair. Jane and Trent here have been to massage class, first aid, defense driving, cooking and a few more I can’t remember right now. I made more on the advance for one of my books than Mom and Dad made last year. I don’t care if I am rich or just skirting by, I need to feel like I doing something for the people I care about.” Daria explained.

“Well you just about have me convinced to go back to school so that should set you back some.” Quinn smiled nudging Daria with her shoulder as they started up elevators.

“Good and you could mention to Stacy that there are a few apartments for rent in our building and give her my business manager’s number. Just in case she’s looking for a new place.” Daria said with a serious look on her face.

“Why?” Quinn asked confused.
“Well her being here is going to encourage you to go to school and give someone for Cleo to play with and well I remember how tight money would get sometimes being away from home, before my first book got published.” Daria shrugged.

“That’s nice of you.” Quinn smiled.

“She just wants another person to drive her around.” Jane smirked.
“There is that.” Daria admitted.

They unloaded all the items into Jane’s studio across the hall from the apartment and Daria had to laugh at the outlandish ways her companions tried to hide certain bags from each other.
“Jane if you take one more step over here I’ll make you sleep on the floor tonight.” Quinn warned.
“But I want to see what you got for Daria.” Jane tried.
“Ya, right. Do you really expect me to believe that seeing as you helped me pick it out?” Quinn sighed.
“Fine, what did you get me?” Jane demanded.
“Back off art girl or I tell Cleo you kicked a puppy.” Quinn threatened.
“That’s just wrong.” Jane pouted.
“Back off sister of mine or I give you another song as a gift.” Trent said as Jane started moving toward him.
“I’m sure Jane doesn’t really want to ruin Christmas for everyone.” Daria stated firmly.
“You people are no fun.” Jane sighed as she headed over to the apartment.
“Quickly move anything for her into the storage closet.” Daria said pointing to one of her bags as she tossed a key to Quinn.
“I take it she’ll be back over here first chance she has to plunder.” Quinn laughed.
“You’ve met her right.” Daria replied.
“I forgot to check with you about what to get Mom and Dad so I got them a few things, I hope they don’t clash.” Quinn said as she started carrying items into the closet.
“I got Dad a new 60 inch plasma TV and Mom, a new bedroom set.” Daria shrugged.
“Ok so what’d you get me?” Quinn said looking shocked.
“I’m not telling.” Daria smirked.

They returned to the apartment and found Jane playing with Cleo convincing her that Aunt Jane would never kick defenseless puppies unlike some really mean people who would remain nameless that almost ran over a dog. Jake was watching television as Helen prepared lunch smiling over at Cleo as she played on the floor.

“Jane, Trent have either of you told your parents about Cleo yet.” Helen asked as the idea popped into her head.
“We’d have to know where they were to be able to do that.” Jane almost growled.
“The only contact information we have is a little out of date.” Trent answered.
“What about your brother or sisters.” Helen pressed gently.
“I honestly haven’t thought about calling them. Janey’s the only one I’ve seen or heard from since before I went out to the west coast.” Trent shrugged as he sat down on the floor next to Cleo and claimed a fat penguin to join in the epic journey Cleo was leading the collection of critters on.

Daria watched Quinn smile and join the other three on the floor and turned to her mother.
“You remember Stacy Rowe?” Daria asked her mother.
“Yes, it’s a shame what her parents did to that poor girl. Just when she needed them the most.” Helen said shaking her head sadly.
“She’s up here, said something about going back to school. Her son is cute.” Daria shrugged.
“I almost fainted when I found out she named him after Quinn. Didn’t you go out with Ted for a little while?” Helen smiled.
“Something like that. Did he really just take off?” Daria asked surprised that her mother knew so much about it.
“Apparently. His parents came to me to set up the child support payments, their so ashamed of him but even they didn’t disown their own daughter and grandchild.” Helen groaned in disgust.
“So how’s she been getting by?” Daria asked.
“She dropped out of school and then worked up till she had the baby and then went back to work almost at once. I think she had a job at the mall in Lawndale for six months. I lost track of what was happening a while ago.” Helen admitted.
“So she and Quinn turned into these incredible people and all it took was kids.” Daria said thoughtfully.

“I think it more likely that they allowed them selves to be controlled for so long that everyone decided they couldn’t think. When they became the person who had to make the choices, the real them got a chance to come out.” Helen said as she pulled a pan of stuffed shells out of the stove and covered them in gravy.
Daria turned as she heard fingers gently plucking the strings of an acoustic guitar.
Quinn was sitting next to Cleo strumming Puff the Magic Dragon and singing along with Cleo. She was playing on Trent’s beat up old practice guitar but she played it well and it was clear it wasn’t the first time she had.
Daria excused herself from the room and after ducking into her bedroom she grabbed her jacket and made her way to the roof.

She sat down at the edge leaning against the roof wall that went around the building top looking out into the city as she carefully rolled the paper not letting any of the contents spill.
She lifted the joint to her lips and lit it with a Zippo lighter.
The smoke hit her lungs like fire as it mixed with the cold Boston air. The lightness hit her head almost at once, serving to relax her.
She heard the roof door squeak open and the sounds of footsteps on the gravel top roof moving closer.
“Hey Amiga, I can’t believe you started a party without me.” Jane laughed.
“Just wanting to relax a bit but I warn you this stuff is pretty old.” Daria smiled as she held out the joint for Jane.
“Any port in a storm.” Jane said quickly taking the joint and dragging on it.
“Damn this stuff is old. Is this left over from summer?” Jane said looking disappointed.
“Ya, Did you know that Quinn could play the guitar?” Daria asked.
“Trent said something about that one of the reasons they started hanging out was him teaching her how to play. She sings pretty nice too.” Jane shrugged taking another drag and handing back the joint to Daria.

“I just felt it land on me. They have a history and a bond that’s going to last forever.” Daria said still staring out over the roof.
“Cleo. That doesn’t change how you two feel about each other. It would be stupid for you to walk away from something just because it might be hard.” Jane said with a worried look.
“I know.” Daria sighed and she rested her head on her arms still looking out over the buildings.

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING UP HERE?” Quinn said as she walked up behind them.

Jane had the joint in her mouth, frozen in place as she turned and saw Quinn behind them.
Daria lifted her head and sighed as she plucked the joint from Jane’s lips and took a drag before speaking.
“Smoking Pot.” Daria replied.
“DARIA!” Quinn said looking stern.
“I think we’re in trouble.” Jane giggled.
“Relax, I really don’t do this often and it’s about 5 months old so it’s really weak.” Daria said as Quinn pulled up next to her.
“Ok.” Quinn said and then she plucked the joint from Daria’s fingers and sat down next to her taking a long drag.
“Got this stuff is ancient.” Quinn said as she struggled to control a cough that tried to break free.
“Sorry, I don’t get the urge to risk jail time often so I tend to have some left over and it sits forever.” Daria laughed as the nerves loosened throughout her entire body.

Quinn handed the joint back and pulled a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and lit a cowboy killer with a disposable lighter.
“You smoke.” Jane said looking even more shocked than when Quinn snuck up behind them.
“About a pack a week.” Quinn sighed.
“I take it Cleo, doesn’t know.” Daria replied.
“No and she better not find out. I’m going to try to quit again after the holidays.” Quinn stated firmly.
“Trent wanted to know if you were upset about me and him. You left right after he loaned me his guitar to play for Cleo.” Quinn continued.
“No, I just realized that you two did more than make Cleo together. You dated and went out and spent time together.” Daria tried to explain.

“He was lonely and so was I. We spent time together because we were both feeling the same kind of emptiness. I used him as a giant ken doll and he taught me how to play. The other stuff just kinda of happened and it only took us about three weeks of sleeping together to decide we weren’t in love just clinging to each other because there wasn’t anyone else there.” Quinn said honestly.

“It scares me. I’ve been with two guys and it sucked. The only sex I’ve had that was worth having was one night with Jane.” Daria admitted.

“I’m going to hit you with some hard love here. Did you want to have sex with the guys you had sex with?” Quinn asked.
“No.” Daria whispered in response.

“Have you ever wanted to like you want to with Trent?” Quinn pressed.
“No, I’ve never wanted to before except with Jane that one night, till now.” Daria said as she realized the point Quinn was making.

“So using logic, when you wanted to have sex it was good and when you didn’t it was bad.” Quinn finished her point.
“Of course it would be bad if you were just doing it to do it for them.” Jane added to the conversion.
“So Mark isn’t as bad as I thought.” Daria mused.
“No he’s worse but that’s beside the point.” Jane laughed.

“No one is trying to push you into anything your not ready for but I think you and Trent are made for each other.” Quinn sighed as she took the last drag on the joint that they had been passing around before stubbing it out.

“Stacy and you are so different now, I feel like I’m still the same person waiting to grow up.” Daria said letting her emotions out.
“That’s because you grew up long before we did. I don’t remember you being rich before and so in control or shallow enough to get a boob job.” Quinn teased.

“Did Mom or Dad notice?” Daria groaned leaning into Quinn’s shoulder.
“First night.” Quinn said patting her sister’s head.

“I was just tired of looking like a boy.” Daria groaned louder.
“Tell her she wasn’t flat before.” Jane mumbled as she stretched out on the cold roof.
“She wasn’t but if she felt she needed some help in that area, it’s fine.” Quinn said as she rubbed her hand up and down on Daria’s back.

“Trent likes them.” Jane laughed.
“Of course he likes them, he’s male.” Quinn replied.
“It’s getting cold.” Daria said as she shivered forcefully.

Quinn and Daria helped Jane to her feet and down the stairs to the apartment.
“Jane I need you to focus long enough to make it to a bedroom and pass out. I don’t need a stoned girl speech from my parents or to freak out Cleo.” Quinn said firmly pinching the top of Jane’s ear.
“Ok, ok. You’re a really good Mom you know.” Jane said before Daria opened the door and headed directly to Quinn’s room and falling on the bed after closing the door.

Quinn sat with Cleo who was helping Helen in the kitchen and Daria looked around the apartment and got her mother’s attention.
Helen pulled Daria off to the side and started talking.
“Jake dragged Trent out to pick up some desert and maybe some movies to watch later. We’re going to have to head back to Lawndale tomorrow then we’ll be back in a week to be here for Christmas eve.” Helen explained.
“Ok so why the secrecy?” Daria asked feeling confused as the pot dulled her senses.
“Well I didn’t want Cleo to hear me complain about you smoking pot on the roof.” Helen said angrily.
“Oh.” Daria managed to answer.
“But seeing as it clearly isn’t something you do often judging by the fact that Jane is passed out and Quinn has the munchies and your out of your mind, I’ll let it slide but you better make sure there is someone taking care of that little girl if it happens again.” Helen said pressing a finger into Daria’s chest.

“Yes ma’am.” Daria answered.

“Good now help me keep Quinn from eating all the junk food in the house.” Helen said.
They returned to the kitchen and tried not to laugh as Cleo teased her mother with box of cheese its.
“Mommy want snacks, no snacks for Mommy.” Cleo kept saying as she held out the box and pulled it back before Quinn could grab it.
“But Cleo, Mommy wants a cracker, please.” Quinn was pleading with puppy dog eyes.
“Can I have ice cream for breakfast?” Cleo tried to bargain.
“No.” Quinn said firmly.
“Then no cheese’es for Mommy.” Cleo laughed and dashed away into her bedroom with the box.
“Cleo come back, Mommy will let you watch any movie you want.” Quinn called after her.
“Can I watch the flying cows?” Cleo called from her room.
“Yes.” Quinn agreed.
“Ok.” Cleo said and carried the box to her mother and ran off to get the movie.
“I just sold my soul for a box of cheese its.” Quinn laughed to herself as Cleo but Twister in the DVD player.
“I’ll tell you the same thing I told Daria, please do not partake of this form of relaxation unless there is someone to help out with Cleo.” Helen said leaning in close to Quinn.
“I know. I swear this is only the second time this year.” Quinn said clearly racking her memory.
“I’m not judging anyone, remember where your father and I lived right up until Daria was almost Cleo’s age.” Helen sighed understandingly.

“I only joined in because I knew you were here.” Quinn admitted.

“There’s no difference to me than this or having a few drinks but I trust you to do right by your daughter.” Helen said as Cleo came over to drag Quinn to the couch.

They all sat and watched the movie until Jake and Trent returned with a desert that almost drove Cleo to the edge of her sanity, Ice cream cake.

Chapter Eight X-Mas

Daria woke peacefully and rolled over against Trent and leaned her head against his bare chest, letting the rhythm of his heartbeat fill her.
“You ok?” He asked gently.
“I’m perfect now.” She sighed against him.
“I glad you enjoyed yourself.” Trent replied wrapping an arm around her.
“Maybe I just needed to get my parents out of the apartment so I could relax.” Daria laughed.
“Their coming back today aren’t they.” Trent asked.
“Tonight, They want to be here for Cleo’s first family Christmas. My mover is standing by for them to leave to install Mom and Dad’s gifts and send me the pictures so I can put them on the tree tonight.” Daria said as heard sounds coming from the living room and kitchen.
“Sounds like Quinn and Jane are up with Cleo.” Trent mused.
“I told them not to tell her about getting to open one present on Christmas Eve.” Daria smiled as Trent slid out of bed and reached for his pants.

:Quinn was right.: Daria evilly thought as she watched him dress.
“Your staring.” Trent smirked.
“Yep.” Daria answered and slid off the bed and reached for her clothes.
“I’m going to see what our sisters and Cleo are up too.” Trent said as he pulled down his shirt and headed to the door.
“I’ll be out in a minute.” Daria called as he closed the door behind him.

Daria joined them in the living room as Quinn and Jane smirked at her as she stretched out on the couch with Cleo who was staring at a picture book trying to map a route from the North Pole to Boston on a world map she had laid down on the floor.
“Mommy, how fast does Santa fly his sleigh?” Cleo asked as she stared down at the distance between the two locations.
“Ask Aunt Daria.” Quinn laughed.
“Aunt Daria.” Cleo said crawling on Daria’s back.
“300 miles per hour.” Daria decided quickly.
“Ok.” Cleo laughed.
“Cleo you need to pick that up sweetie, Stacy and L.Q are going to be here any minute.” Quinn called from the kitchen.
“Ok, Mommy.” Cleo said and started picking up her toys and putting them away.
“Wow.” Trent said watching his daughter.
“What?” Quinn laughed at his expression.
“She listens, are you sure she’s a Morgendorffer or a Lane.” Trent joked.
“The ice is cracking. Mister.” Quinn said firmly.
“I wasn’t going there, I just meant she behaves.” Trent retreated quickly.
“And what comparison are you making about me and my sister with that remark then.” Quinn teased grimly.
“I’m going to help Cleo pick up her toys.” Trent said almost running into Cleo’s room.
“We were kinda of spoiled brats, trying to get away with stuff back in the day.” Daria offered.
“I just picking on him Daria, I am allowed or would you rather I turn my attentions to what occurred last night.” Quinn said sweetly.
“2 points for Quinn.” Daria winced slightly.
“I think we should discuss last night.” Jane announced.
“No.” Daria said strongly.
“We DO need to discuss some kind of sound barrier because even with the radio and TV blocking out anything from the other two bedrooms, in the living room we could hear everything.” Quinn blushed.
“Kill me now, anything but please don’t make me live through this conversion, just chuck me out the window into traffic.” Daria said smothering herself with a throw pillow.

A knock on the door prevented any response from either Quinn or Jane as Quinn walked to the door to greet their guests.
Stacy enter looking chilled and covered in bits of snow that fell to the floor as she removed her coat to show the child sleeping in a pouch carrier protected from the cold under the coat.

Daria watched as Stacy released several of the straps and pulled the one year old out of the pouch and handed him to Quinn who was reaching out and pulled her namesake to her and cooed down at the baby.
“He’s so perfect.” Quinn smiled as they walked into the living room and Quinn sat down on the couch with Stacy taking a seat next to her.
“So, you ready for a Morgendorffer Christmas tomorrow.” Jane asked Stacy.
“Yes and Quinn is all excited to meet Cleo today or he was before he decided to spend the day sleeping.” Stacy laughed.
Almost on cue Cleo came running out of her room being chased by Trent and she squealed loudly.
“Baby!” Cleo said and she proceeded to climb her mother to get up next to Little Quinn.
“Cleo this is Little Quinn and his Mommy, Stacy. Stacy was my best friend in High School.” Quinn said and Cleo smiled briefly at Stacy but she had eyes only for L.Q.
“Hi Trent.” Stacy said with a half wave.
“Hey nerd.” Trent replied with a smile.
“TRENT.” Daria sputtered with a shocked face.
“What?” Trent said surprised.
“That was his nickname for me back in Lawndale.” Stacy quickly added.
“Oh.” Daria blushed.
“After Sandi found out I was dating Trent, she and Tiffany pretty much told me to kiss off but Stacy hung out with us a lot.” Quinn filled in some blanks.
“Did everybody in town know about you two but me and Jane?” Daria sighed.
“Kevin?” Stacy mused with a smile.
“I hope you know that Daria plans on spoiling your son this Christmas almost as much as Cleo.” Jane said pointing to the tree with the piles of gifts that wrapped around the tree.
“He could use a little spoiling, couldn’t you.” Quinn said smiling down at the now awake baby who was smiling as Cleo played peek a boo with him.
“Quinn warned me.” Stacy laughed gently.
“Her plan to take over the world by buying the affections of children to be used as foot soldiers in her plot is slowly gaining ground.” Jane said deviously.
“So I have to ask, Daria and Trent are dating but you knows he’s the father right.” Stacy asked nervously.
“Yes, it’s all right out in the open.” Daria assured her.
“Good I’m really bad at keeping secrets.’ Stacy said looking relieved.
“Clearly.” Daria smirked.

Cleo pushed both mothers off the couch as she claimed it for the under 3 crowd and sat with Little Quinn watching some singing cartoons movies.

All the adults sat nearby with Jane leaning on the couching trying to convince Cleo she was mentally three but she wasn’t buying it even with Daria offering to swear to it.

“And now that Ted found out his parents have been paying the child support the judge ordered, he wants another blood test. He’s making the claim that Joey is the father not him. His parents tried to explain we did a blood test and it proved the baby was related to them so unless the father was related as well it has to be Ted.” Stacy was complaining.

“So now he’s denying he’s the father when he hasn’t been around till now.” Trent said as his already low opinion of Ted dropped even father.

“I don’t know what he’s thinking, he hasn’t ever questioned it before. I think it has to do with this girl he’s dating now.” Stacy sighed as she watched Cleo and Little Quinn lean on each other as they enjoyed the movie.

“Just wait till we start school then all the really cute boys will want to hang out with us and none of them will stay away just because we’re moms.” Quinn laughed.

“Ya, right and Daria’s next book is going to be a sex romp.” Stacy snorted.

“Ouch.” Jane laughed.

“Speaking of books could you sign these?” Stacy asked as she pulled out two of Daria’s books which Daria had never been happier to sign, they were worn thin from being read so often and she couldn’t think of a greater compliment.

They spent the day visiting before Stacy reluctantly loaded up her little one and Jane gave her a ride back to their apartment with a promise to pick her up in the morning.
Cleo pouted as she hugged Stacy and little Quinn bye but cheered up slightly at the promise they would be returning in the morning.

Jake and Helen arrived an hour later and quickly picked up where they left off with piling unparalleled attention on Cleo. Jane returned looking pleased with herself and reported that Mark would be returning early and that he would be there to bring in the new year with her. Cleo opened her Christmas Eve gift and Daria was sure that people on the street below heard her cheering as she pulled out
“Maybe I can get my bed back for a night.” Quinn joked nicely.
“I thought maybe you wouldn’t mind an extra person, it’s a big bed.” Jane fired back.
“I don’t think so.” Quinn broke first.

The night disappeared quickly and with a blink Daria was being shaken awake by a energetic two year old.
“Santa was here, Santa was here. He brought gifts and left dirt and puddles on the floor.” Cleo was repeating over and over as she shook Daria.

Daria sighed and got up to find that Trent was awake as well.
“Go back to sleep, it’s only five.” Daria sighed as she climbed out of bed and stretched.

“I should take her back to bed.” Trent started only to be stopped by a kiss.
“I got her.” Daria smiled and scoped up the hyper child.

“To early.” Cleo said looking tired herself.
“Just a bit, try to go back to sleep.” Daria whispered as they crossed the living room.

“I like living here with you and Mommy and Aunt Jane and Daddy.” Cleo said as Daria tucked her into bed.
“I like having you both here. I didn’t realize what was missing in my life till your Mommy and you came to live with me.” Daria said.
“I sleep till morning now but then we open everything.” Cleo said as she started to drift to sleep.

“That’s fine sweetie.” Daria said as she watched the little girl fall asleep before returning to her room and climbing in with Trent.

“Is she going to go back to sleep.” Trent said surprising Daria in that he stayed awake.
“Yes.” Daria smiled as she cuddled up next to Trent.
“Who’s idea was it to leave snow footprints all over the floor.” Daria complained nicely.
“Your dad’s.” Trent chuckled.
“Remind me to look angry at him tomorrow.” Daria sighed pushing against him.

“You’re going to make a good Mom too when you have a kid.” Trent said as he wrapped his arms around her.
“How do feel about having more kids?” Daria tensed as she asked.
“I like the idea but we have to be married before I have anymore.” Trent said as sleep took him.

Daria smiled as she felt the warmth from the blush that covered her body at his sleep filled words take to her dreams.

Christmas morning went surprisingly peaceful, even a brief kiss between Quinn and Trent under mistletoe could do nothing to ruin this day. Daria answered the security buzzer with a smile that seemed to have taken up permanent residence on her face.
“I have a delivery for Daria Morgendorffer.” The voice on the other end called out.
“From who?” Daria asked surprised.
“Alcott publishing.” The voice replied.
“I’ll be right down.” Daria answered and turned and shrugged apologies to everyone but Trent who was cleaning up a eggnog mess that still had Stacy blushing furiously.

Trent came out of the bathroom and looked around the room with it’s piles of wrapping paper being played with more than the toys before turning to Quinn and Stacy and asking.
“Where’s Daria?”
“She went downstairs to get a delivery.” Jane started before looking at the clock.
“Awhile ago.” Jane said as she realized how much time had passed.
“I’ll just go down and she what’s keeping her.” Trent said as he felt a lump grow in his stomach.

Trent made his way down stairs and after checking the front door he move to the parking entrance and froze when he saw the entrance door standing open.
A slight movement in the drift of snow that had built up at the door broke him into a run.
“NO!” His soul shattered and the pain cried out as he found her.

Chapter Nine New Years Day

She remember being scared and then the pain, the crowbar was crystal clear in her memory but everything was shrouded in a calming blankness that seemed to dim her thoughts. The dream faded as she found herself pulling backwards away from the dream and she felt herself struggle to remain in the emptiness fearing what waited for her.

The sounds were the first thing she noticed, people breathing and shifting around. Maybe it was the complete lack of conversion that made it seem so unreal or maybe just the fact that she felt like she was flying. Light came next as she felt brightness against her closed eyelids. She tried to move but discovered her limbs were numb and any real attempt to move caused lightning bolts of pain to spread through her back.

Daria opened her eyes and saw white clean sheets several inches below her. Turning her head she could make out a bed, she seemed to be suspended above it.
“I guess I found my happy thought.” Daria grumbled weakly.

An explosion of activity and noise followed her comment as unseen people started milling around her. She could only see their feet until Cleo moved into view and pointed.
“You broke glasses, you going to trouble.” Cleo said and Daria couldn’t help but smile.

“You can help me pick out a new pair.” Daria said smiling down at the little girl.

Daria felt the groups of people hugging her and she allowed them to for longer than she could stand before protesting.

“Amiga, we were worried but now I see that you just found a way to be even more lazy.” Jane cried.

“Do you remember what happened?” Her mother said kneeling down so Daria could see her tired face and red puffy eyes.

“Not much, somebody went to town on me with a crowbar.” Daria said as she wiggled her feet and hands trying to get the numbness to pass and was surprised that it was working.

“It was Ted.” Stacy cried out from her left side.

“He turned himself in, he’s currently being held on 4 counts of assault and battery and one attempted murder.” Helen said as Daria heard Quinn and Jake both try to calm Stacy down.

“4?” Daria asked confused.

“He hit his girlfriend then showed up at Stacy’s apartment and beat up Jennifer, her roommate then attacked a delivery driver and stole his van to come to your apartment and … afterwards he disappeared until the morning when he turned himself in to the Boston police.” Helen explained gently.

“Did he hurt anyone bad?” Daria asked feeling nervous about her condition now.

“He broke two of Jennifer’s ribs and her jaw and that’s the worst… except you. Apparently when you broke your keycard rather than give it to him, which denied him access to get upstairs he snapped.” Helen stumbled trying to find an easy way to describe the nights events.

“How bad is it?” Daria pushed holding her breath and she felt the hand holding hers squeeze gently and she knew without seeing it was Trent.

“He punched you in the face then hit you with the crowbar on the side of your head. You must have fell down because he started hitting you on the back then. He thought he killed you, that’s why he ran off. Supposedly he got wasted for the first time with his new girlfriend and started complaining about Stacy keeping him from seeing his kid, which is nonsense but then he started getting angry and when she tried to calm him down he went off, first on her then everybody else. When he dried out the next morning and realized what he did, he drove straight to the police station and turned himself in.” Jane offered.

“Ok but that didn’t answer my question.” Daria sighed knowing it must be bad.

“Can you move your feet?” Quinn asked her gently.

Daria froze at the question and felt tears fill her eyes. She started moving her feet as much as she could with the way they were held in place by some kind of harness pushing past the pain in her back.

“Easy, good. They were worried they might have missed some damage to your back.” Quinn said calmly stroking Daria’s head.

“How bad?” Daria pushed.

“Wait for the Doctor kiddo and let him tell us. They haven’t wanted to make any decision on your condition until you woke up.” Jake said and she felt his hand pat her leg.

“How long was I out?” Daria asked feeling confused.

“It’s new year’s day.” Jane said kneeling down into her sightline.

“Oh… Did Mark make it back?” Daria said not knowing what else to say.

“He’s out getting some lunch and meeting with the Dewitt-Clintons right now on the best strategy to keep Ted in jail.” Jane said as she reached up and caressed Daria’s face.

“His parents are here!” Daria said surprised.

“They’ve been stopping in to check on you and helping to take care of my roommate, Jane moved me into the second floor with her. Their really sorry about what he did and they helped get bail denied. I just can’t bring myself to blame them.” Stacy answered when Jane didn’t.

“There’s only one person to blame.” Jake said with conviction.

Stacy burst into tears as Jane and Quinn both started calming her again.

“I didn’t mean that. I’m glad it was Daria that he ran into because someone else might have handed over the swipe card and let him upstairs to get you… Damn it that’s not what I meant.” Jake tried as a sudden bit of muted crying broke out in the corner of the room.

“Jennifer I’m not saying, I didn’t mean … I’m just going to shut up now and get everyone soda’s.” Jake said as he quickly fled the room.

A pad of paper with hurried writing on it was pushed into her line of sight.

“I’m so so so so sorry I told him where you lived but I was scared and he hurt me.” Was written on the paper.

“Jennifer I don’t blame you and neither does my dad or anyone else. Do I know you?” Daria asked.

“Everyone called me Burnout girl in school.” Was quickly written on the pad and pushed into her view.

“Army jacket and flower patched pants right.” Daria said.

A strange muffled sound preceded the pad returning into her view, Daria guessed it was laughter.

“I still wear the jacket but the pants ended up being left in … someone’s bedroom when his cheerleader ex-girlfriend came over to visit and got upset to find us together I had to leave by window without them. That was my last week in Lawndale thankfully.” Daria couldn’t help but laugh as she read that.

“The nurse just pulled me outside to let me know that the doctor is going to be awhile seeing as there was this tiny 10 car pileup out on the interstate.” Jane said with a half frown and smile.

“Is there any food?” Daria sighed.

“I called Mark and him and the Dewitt-Clintons are on route with lunch now. I hope you’re craving Chinese.” Jane answered.

“That’s fine, Trent you can let go of my hand now, come here so I can see you.” Daria said as she tried to see something besides his shoes.

Trent did one better and slid onto the bed beneath her and lined up so his head was directly below hers.

“Hi.” Trent smiled up at her.

“Hi yourself.” Daria said and tried to stretch her neck to kiss him but falling short so he lifted his head so their lips could meet.

“You scared me to death.” Trent said when they pulled apart.

“That’s what you get for kissing Quinn under the mistletoe, next time I’ll just throw something at you though.” Daria laughed until her back sent a spike of pain.

“I found you.” Trent said and Daria saw the memory burning behind his eyes.

“Then I really am going to have to come up with a special way to thank you when we go home, how do you feel about whipped cream.” Daria laughed and blushed when she was reminded by the gasps that they weren’t alone.

“DARIA!” Helen tried to sound angry.

“YA, He likes caramel topping better anyway.” Jane laughed at Daria’s embarrassment.

“Who’s hungry.” Mark called out as he walked into the room.

“Everyone except maybe Daria who’s switching between her foot and Trent’s tongue in her mouth.” Quinn said as she grabbed a few bags from the overloaded Mark.

“Hey Daria.” Mark laughed when he saw Daria looking over toward his feet with Trent underneath her staring up toward her.

“Hey Mark did you meet my boyfriend Trent. He also my sister’s ex and the father of her child.” Daria tossed out.

“Jane filled me so no shock here.” Mark laughed as he offered Trent a bag of food.

“Damn it Jane, I was supposed to be the one to tell him.” Daria swore at Jane’s boots.

“I had to talk to him so hush and eat some pu-pu pork.” Jane grinned.

Daria heard the footsteps come in and saw the old fashion shoes and knew who was standing there.

“Mr. and Mrs. Dewitt-Clinton, hi.” Daria said trying to make them feel less nervous.

“Daria, we are so sorry about what Ted did to you.” Mr. Dewitt said sounding pained.

“If you want to be sorry then be sorry that Quinn is hogging the Szechwan chicken.” Daria said as Trent fed her some pork.

“I am not, Jane’s got all the Szechwan and the orange chicken.” Quinn protested.

A cough pulled everyone’s attention to the door.
“Hello Doctor Franklin.” Helen greeted as she quickly swallowed a mouthful of rice.

“I hear our sleeping beauty is awake and eating I see.” Dr. Franklin said cheerfully.

“Trying to eat but it’s kind of hard hanging in the air.” Daria complained as Trent slipped out from underneath her.

“I think we can let you out of the slings.” The doctor said and everyone moved out of his way as he lowered her to the bed and Daria felt gravity again.

“Now as I pull the slings out from underneath you go ahead and sit up.” He said calmly.

Daria lifted herself up and turned so her feet were hanging over the side only to have him grab her by the shoulder.
“Don’t try to stand. Let’s adjust the bed and get you sitting back a bit. If you feel any pulling or tearing let me know at once. I don’t want to have to re-stitch your back.” The Doctor said as he guide her back into a resting position and raised the bed so she was leaning against her back in a reclined sitting position.

He checked her responses in her fingers and toes and smiled as she moved her legs with ease.

“Ok, here’s the good news, there doesn’t seem to be any damage to your nervous system.” Dr. Franklin said and Daria knew there was bad news as well.

“But.” Daria sighed.

“The Thoracolumbar fascia muscle in your back was damaged and while we repaired it as best we can. It’s one of the primary weight baring muscles that allow us to stand and walk. The muscle tissue is healing nicely but I have to be realistic, very few people with this kind of serious damage to this muscle ever walk on their own again. Best case you will be able to walk and stand with the aid of crutches or back braces designed to redistribute weight to other areas on the back. Worse case you will require a wheelchair to get around, that’s going to happen for the first few months at the very least anyway. A few months of physical therapy and we’ll have a better idea of what’s going to happen.” He explained.

“I feel fine, sure it hurts but not really that bad.” Daria said as Trent moved next to her and reclaimed her hand.

“And it won’t, right up until you try to stand up or walk.” Dr. Franklin sighed.

“So I’m not going to be able to walk again.” Daria said without any emotion.

“Then I’ll carry you.” Trent whispered down to her.

“The odds go like this, the smallest is a complete recovery next is walking with just a back brace followed by using arm crutches and lastly and almost as small of chance as a complete recovery is confinement to a wheelchair fulltime.” The doctor said maintaining a careful detachment.

“What about other things?” Daria said with a blush as she glanced at Trent.

“Umm… Well there’s no reason you shouldn’t be able to do anything anyone else could do in that area excepting anything that would require you to stand.” Dr. Franklin said growing more and red as he spoke.
“What about kids?” Daria pushed and saw her mother almost fall into a chair.

“I would expect that the only problems would occur later in the pregnancy and would prevent you from walking as you gained weight and lost mobility.” He answered calmly.

“Ok. Thank you.” Daria said and waved for a container of chicken which she started to eat with a lowered head.

The doctor realizing he had just been dismissed started to leave and was followed by Helen and the Dewitt-Clintons outside as Jane surrendered the orange chicken.

“Didn’t mean to freak you out with asking that but it’s kinda of important to me.” Daria said without looking up.
“It’s ok but I did mean what I said before, I expect to be married before I have another kid.” Trent said as he started eating some ribs with gusto.
“Does someone mind filling me in?” Jane demanded with a fierce look.

“Nothing much, we talked about kids is all.” Daria said looking up at her best friend.

“I think it will be great and I bet it will look like Cleo but be a little boy.” Stacy said with a huge grin.

Cleo looked up and moved over to the bed and was lifted up by her father so she could look at her Aunt.
“You need pony to carry you and monkeys to bring you stuff.” Cleo announced and showed her a drawing of Daria sitting atop a horse with winged monkeys bringing her breakfast.

“I don’t think a pony would like living in our apartment.” Daria said with a smile as she looked at the picture that showed remarkable talent for a 2 year old.

“And you have to be evil to get winged monkeys.” Jane smiled as she looked over Daria’s shoulder at the picture.
“You can give some to Aunt Daria.” Cleo stated.

“I went with the human male thralls instead of monkeys.” Jane sighed leaning against Mark who smiled and kissed her cheek.

Daria noticed a slight blush from Quinn at the kiss but it didn’t last long and Quinn returned to eating and trying to interest her namesake in some rice

Her father returned with the sodas and hugged her gently before starting to eat.

“I’m surprised they let all of you in here.” Daria mused as she ate.

“Your famous so special rules apply. The media are camped out in the lobby and outside the apartment building so they couldn’t have us wait down there anyway.” Quinn answered quickly.

“I even got a private room when Quinn told them we were friends.” Jennifer wrote on her pad and held it up. Daria had to bring the pad in close to read the writing.
“How do you like the new apartment?” Daria asked.

“It’s really big and I love it. I set up my drum set and no one complained when I went on a two hour pound down.” Jennifer wrote.
“I didn’t know you were a musician.” Daria answered surprised.

“Where did you think I got the stuff to burnout on?” Jennifer wrote with her muffled laughter.

“I saw you play once, you filled in for the Harpies’s drummer when she was in county for 10 days.” Trent said from next to Daria. “Your pretty good.”

“Thank you, I used to see you all the time at the Zon and House of Pain. Your drummer was a dork but you guys sounded great.” Jennifer wrote.

“Thanks, Max was a bit of a dork but he got a pretty good gig with that Heavy Metal band.” Trent shrugged.
“What’s the rest of the band doing?” Jennifer asked in writing.
“Nick is teaching bass out of the mall music store and Jessie well, I guess it should shock me that he was gay but it really didn’t. He’s got a nice place selling scented candles in Florida with his partner.” Trent answered and Daria noticed only Quinn looked really surprised by the news.

“What about everyone else from Lawndale?” Quinn asked sounding curious.

“Sandi is married but no one is expecting it to last but she will get rich off of it. Tiffany is working with kids now, she went for a 2 year degree in social dynamics and now she consoles kids on how to avoid peer pressure. Brittney is cheering for the Tampa Bay Bucs and Kevin is down in Texas with a 2.6 average and a starting position. Andrea and Upchuck, don’t call him that around her, are married and still in film school in New York. Mack is bald, by choice, after he blew out his knee the school decided to honor his ride anyway and he switched to political science and wants a career in politics now. Jodie burned out and ran off to the peace core for a year during her second year of college. I still get letters from her and she’s happier now than she ever was in Lawndale. “ Daria answered first.

“Joey is a police officer in Lawndale and Jamie is in the military over in Iraq. Jeffy went to California State and he’s a first string alternate for the football team but a star on the baseball team, all three of them were dating redheads last time I checked.” Stacy continued with a smirk and sideways glance at Quinn.

“Wow.” Quinn said with a smile.

“I can’t believe you guys keep track of so many people from back home.” Jennifer wrote.

“Didn’t you?” Jane asked puzzled.

“Just Scarlett.” Jennifer answered showing everyone the pad with a shrug.

“What’s she up to?” Stacy asked.

“She got a job finding stories for Sick Sad World and keeps a rat on her desk.” Jennifer wrote quickly.

“I hope you left some food for the rest of us.” Helen said as she reentered the room with the Dewitt-Clintons who took a seat around Daria’s bed like everyone and started eating.

“Dr. Franklin says you should be able to go home in three or four days and your publisher called to wish you the best and let you know that the publicity has pushed you up to number one and dragged your last two books back onto the list. Apparently you getting attacked is making you and them even richer.” Helen said with a touch of distain in her tone.

“Don’t even think about it, Jane. We are not doing this every year.” Daria warned as Jane seemed to perk at the news.

“I’m just happy because I get cash for every book that sells remember. I should clean up.” Jane smirked rudely.

“Maybe you can finally finish up your collection of dezians of hell statues.” Daria said setting the container of food aside and rubbed her eyes and tried to wish away the headache that was coming from trying to focus so long without her glasses. Reading Jennifer’s pad had speeded matters up but her eyes were refusing to stay focused now and the light was becoming far too bright.

Her back was starting to hurt but nothing like the pain she expected from what was a disabling injury. Before she allowed the nurse to give her a pain shot she requested her family and friends take the night off and pushed until only Jane and Trent refused to leave. She hugged and kissed her family as they left and while she truly believed they wanted to stay with her there was relief in their eyes at not spending another night here in a cramped hospital room.

Trent fell asleep even before she did with his head against the side of her stomach and Jane watched him sleep with a smile as she drifted in and out of sleep.

It was 3 AM when she awoke and saw Daria gently stroking his head as she flipped through a magazine.

“We need to talk, now that there’s nobody here.” Jane sighed with a smile.

Daria smirked at Trent’s asleep form and looked over at Jane.

“It’s your dime freakin friend.” Daria said almost upbeat.

Chapter 10 Normal is overrated

“YOU DID WHAT WITH MY SISTER!!!” Daria yelled and quickly looked embarrassed and froze waiting to see if Trent would wake up or any nurses would come running in.

“It just happened. We both were really upset and I guess we wanted to feel something other than the pain of watching you hang here in that thing day after day.” Jane said looking almost amused.

“So now what, are you dumping Mark?” Daria groaned painfully.

“NO… I don’t think so, he’s being really understanding. He doesn’t consider it cheating since she’s a girl and he understands a couple of slips aren’t enough to end our relationship over if we still want to make it work.” Jane sighed.

“Couple!” Daria gasped surprised.

“Twice, once at home in bed and one more time here in an empty room at the hospital the next day.” Jane replied.

“You only hooked up with me once.” Daria said trying not to feel jealous.

“We didn’t get out of bed for 48 hours, I think you got the most alone time.” Jane laughed.

“My sex life is far too similar to my sister’s right now.” Daria sighed.

“I know and between Trent and now me I have to agree but I wanted to let you know but honestly it was more support than sex.” Jane admitted.

“Are you planning on sleeping with her again?” Daria asked.

“Would it bother you if I was?” Jane said surprisingly.

“I don’t know.” Daria answered honestly.

“I want to try to work things out with Mark so we’re doing a ten day cool off period while we figure things out. I’m starting to think I’m curved.” Jane said with a confused frown.

“Curved.” Daria mused not getting the reference.

“As in not straight.” Jane replied with a small smile.

Trent shifted in his sleep and both women stopped talking until the quite snores returned.

“If you and Quinn do hook up please just be honest with me and don’t break her heart or drive her away.” Daria said as tears leaked from her eyes.

“I promise I won’t and honestly I shouldn’t tell you this but I think she might like Jennifer, they’ve been jamming together, doing the whole music thing almost as much as her and Stacy have been hanging out. Might just be friends but it might be something else. It could also be the fact that we don’t see anyone else currently since the press have us locked in here and at home.” Jane said with a shrug as she climbed onto the thin bed and cuddled up next to Daria tightly as her brother continued to snore away.

“See if Jen and Sid are back in town and have them invite some guys over for a movie night and see if we can make some connections. I’m not trying to undercut you or anything or even Quinn and Jennifer but let’s offer up some options.” Daria said firmly.
“Ok that’s a good idea; I’m not hurting you am I?” Jane asked as she laid her head on Daria’s chest.

“Never.” Daria smiled and rubbed Jane’s head gently.

“You and Trent are good for each other, you keep him awake and he makes you smile. I hope I can find that kind of sync.” Jane said with a yawn.

“Go to sleep.” Daria smiled and Jane obeyed but not without a last word.

“You should name your kids after me.” Jane said pleasantly as her eyes closed.

“I don’t want a kid named busybody.” Daria said but Jane didn’t hear as she had already left for the land of Nod.

Daria let sleep take her and soon she was dreaming and the smile remained.

She went home 5 days after she awoke, riding in a non powered wheelchair at her own insistence and found that her life would become a cycle of exercise and doctor’s visits and physical therapy. Weeks went by and she couldn’t remember a time without the pain and aches and the chair. Trent quickly became her favorite person at night as he spent hours working the pain from her limbs but he was her worst enemy in the day, ruthlessly forcing her to continue her the therapy and pushing her past every limit she thought she had until she would beg to stop but he never let her. She hated the chair that seemed to a permanent fixture in her life even if her daily dependency ended she knew there would always be times when it would be needed. The crutches weren’t bad but a lifetime of avoiding physical activity did not lend itself well to their use.

Daria spent her down time playing with Cleo, who was determined to convince her mother how much they needed monkeys to help out, so far only Jane had been convinced.
Stacy and Little Quinn became daily activities in her life and she found that Stacy was an interesting and creative person now freed from the influences of the former fashion mob. Her writing tended to classical styles of poetry but the skill was undeniable.

Even with a floor between them, the newly formed band could be heard through the floors mostly when they dragged Trent down to join them. With two electric guitars and a drum set pounding, Daria started looking into sound proofing the various apartments.

Ted having confessed to the assaults spared them the stress of a trial but sentencing hearings and mental evaluations delayed the end for almost three months.

“Come on Daria just ten more than your done for today.” Trent said as she gasped for breath on the floor of the living room with him holding her feet down.

“Later, let’s fool around.” Daria tried to look seductive through the sweat.

“Maybe 20 if you have that much extra energy.” Trent teased.

“Damn it, I’m tired and it hurts.” Daria complained as she started back doing the sit-ups.

“You’re always tired and it always hurts but do you want it to hurt sitting in the chair or standing on your feet.” Trent used his best weapon against her.

“I’m already using the crutches without any problems and I hope to be back in the chair for a few months soon.” Daria said pointedly.

“What?” Trent said confused.

“Kids, a baby, you know, a little version of you and me.” Daria said as she finished the last sit-up and rolled over starting to crawl to the couch.

“I told you, I’m not having another kid until after I’m married.” Trent sighed.

“OK.” Daria said as she lifted herself onto the couch showing off the muscles she had grown since she got out of the hospital.

Trent just looked at her confused.

“I said ok.” Daria pushed before groaning and banging her head down on the armrest.

Trent still just looked at her without understanding.

“JANE.” Daria yelled out and several people appeared from the various rooms.

“Can I help you, is the big mean Trent picking on you again.” Jane laughed as she came out of Cleo’s room half covered in finger paints and Stacy behind her was worse but Cleo and Little Quinn both looked like they had been dipped in various paints.

“We make art.” Cleo announced.

“Your brother is thick.” Daria complained.

“What’s he done now?” Quinn smirked taking a seat next to Daria on the couch glaring over at Trent with a smile.

“He won’t knock me up.” Daria said strongly.

“I told you, first we get married then kids.” Trent defended himself.

“And I said ok but you’re not getting it.” Daria lashed back at him.

Quinn started giggling and Stacy had to hold her side as the laughter burst from behind her hand.
Jane looked at her brother and sighed fondly at his complete confusion before speaking.

“Trent, just ask her to marry you already so I can get another niece or nephew.” Jane laughed at his expression.

“Oh.” Trent said as the pieces fell into place behind his eyes.

“Well.” Daria said looking annoyed.

“I didn’t know if you wanted to, but … willyoumarryme?” Trent asked in a breathless voice.

“It’s about time, yes I will marry you.” Daria sighed and pulled Trent over to her and hugged him tightly.

“Finally, I can start planning the wedding now.” Quinn said with a quick hug to her sister and Trent before heading toward the phone talking out a list of who she needed to call.
“Aunt Daria is gonna be stop mommy now.” Cleo said as she jumped up onto the couch and started bouncing on both her father and Daria.

“Step.” Daria said with a groan as Cleo bounced on her stomach.

“Congratulations.” Stacy offered with a huge grin.

“I haven’t gotten the ring on him yet.” Daria said looking pleased.

“So that means I might get a chance to escape back into the wild.” Trent teased with a kiss.

“Jane has offered to hunt you down and lock you in a damp closet until the wedding day if you try to run.” Daria deadpanned.

“I can’t believe you two are getting married. Can Little Quinn and Cleo have roles in the wedding?” Stacy said still looking like a kid at Christmas.

“Talk to Quinn, I think she’s in charge of the wedding.” Daria chuckled as she forced Trent to lay beside her on the couch as Cleo continued to climb over them covering them with paint.

“I hope this comes off before tomorrow.” Trent sighed as he looked at his now bright green hand.

“Doesn’t matter, I’m going to say my piece and roll out of there. I’m not sticking around for the sentencing.” Daria said, not even the reminder of the last of Ted’s court dates could bring down her mood.

“Mom and Dad say that you are not allowed to elope. They at least get to help plan this wedding even if you don’t let them pay for it.” Quinn called from the table as she continued writing down information on a legal pad and Daria felt a touch of nostalgia, reminding her of their mother doing the same even down to the way Quinn held the phone.

“No eloping but I want people I know there, invite whoever else you want but make sure to get with Jane to build a guest list.” Daria sighed but got a thumbs up from Quinn.


They got up early the next morning and dressed up for their brief court appearance. Only Jennifer and Daria would be addressing the court, Stacy having been invited but declined and Daria understood completely, Ted was going to jail and no one wanted her to help send the father of her child to jail.

They entered the courtroom in time to catch the end of Ted’s current girlfriend giving her statement to the judge.

“I know what he did was wrong but I got him drunk even after he told me he hadn’t drank before so I feel at least some blame and I hope you will take that into consideration.” The small pretty girl said before returning to her seat.

Jennifer was called next and she walked to the podium and sighed loudly as she opened her prepared statement.
“I knew Ted in High School, we didn’t hangout or even talk much but he never hurt anyone. I would like to be able to say that I forgive him but the reminder I get every time I eat an apple is a stronger urge. I hope the court remembers that while I believe without doubt he was out of control from drinking, he still chose to let himself get that way. He has shown that he doesn’t have the ability to make good choices in his life and maybe someone else needs to make them for awhile.” Jennifer finished and only Daria knew that she had stopped half way through her speech, leaving the harshest statements and a request for lengthy jail time unread as she returned to the back of the courtroom to wait with Quinn and Stacy who were quickly giving her hugs.

Daria rolled up to the podium and rose from her chair shakily and almost fell before she was able to grasp it and stand next to it. :Let’s hear it for drama.: She thought angrily at herself.
She righted herself and took a breath before starting to speak; she didn’t look at Ted sitting nearby.

“I almost didn’t come today, but I want to add something to today that I was worried would be overlooked. I don’t want to discuss his punishment but there are several chapters in my books I could forward to the court if they wanted some ideas in that area. Today I just hope that as we punish, we also help. Ted needs help to learn how to be a better adult so something like this never happens again. His son is named for my sister and hopefully our families will be intertwined for a long time so he’s going to have to learn to take responsibility for ALL his actions. Ted I can forgive you but I don’t ever want to see the you I met that night again so take the time to try to grow up and get past it.” Daria said before turning back toward her chair and returning to the wheelchair with little fuss.

She fled the room quickly and didn’t speak until they got into the parking lot.

“You didn’t do that for me did you?” Stacy said looking guilty.

“No, I did it for me. I don’t want Little Quinn coming up to me in 15 years asking about why I sent his dad to jail for an extra five years.” Daria sighed.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t, I guess you understand why I didn’t want to speak today.” Stacy said as she rubbed her son’s head as he slept peacefully in her arms.

Daria nodded in response before speaking.

“I just can’t bring myself to seek revenge maybe I’m getting soft but I understand and I would have tried to talk you out of it, if you had wanted to.” Daria shrugged as she watched Quinn buckle Cleo into a car seat before glancing quickly over at Jennifer who was smoking a cigarette away from the car.
Stacy noticed where she was looking and lowered her voice.
“The answer would be yes, Jennifer dates both and while they don’t talk about it. Quinn’s not sleeping on the couch when she and Cleo spend the night with Little Quinn and me.” Stacy whispered.

“I hear your dating that guy, Jim.” Daria replied wanting to change the subject.

“We went out a few times. I like him even if he is a little goofy.” Stacy laughed and Daria joined her.

“Let’s get home, I want to corner my sister and have a roof top chat with her.” Daria groaned and wheeled herself over to her new SUV and started the climb she was forced to do to get in the monster.
:Trust Jane to pick out the biggest, tallest one she could find.: Daria thought sending daggers toward her friend who was already sitting in the driver’s seat.

“You told me to get something that we can all fit in.” Jane said showing off her mind reading ability.

“How’s things with Mark?” Daria asked to distract Jane from her struggle to get in the seat without help.
Trent loaded up the wheelchair into the back having learned that an offer of assistance would not be welcome.
“We’re getting a bit more serious, I’m thinking about taking one of the other apartments and us trying to live together.” Jane said sounding amazed.

Daria noticed the last of the doors closed and checked to make sure everyone was inside before nodding over to Jane.
“Well I think that could be arranged but I hear the landlord is a real bitch.” Daria smiled.

“Well I know all her weak spots.” Jane smirked.

“Oh really.” Daria replied.

“Yep and with Quinn and Jennifer starting a band maybe I could sing for you if you don’t believe me.” Jane threatened.

“Ok, now why didn’t we think of that as a suitable punishment for Ted?” Stacy joked from behind them.

“Because there are laws about what kind of torture you can do to prisoners.” Daria answered.
Daria waited until everyone was starting to unwind before she made her way up to the roof hoping she would catch her sister having a smoke break while Trent watched cartoons with Cleo.

She wasn’t surprised that she found Jennifer on the roof with Quinn both smoking and laughing that was easy for Daria to tell was staged for her benefit as the sound of the crutches must have given them 5 minutes to look innocent.

“Can I get one of those?” Daria asked as she sat down on one of the raised air vents.

Quinn raised an eyebrow but handed over a cigarette and her lighter and Daria quickly lit it and tossed the lighter back.

“So how’s the band going?” Smirked at her baby sister who still seemed to have no ability to lie.

“Pretty good, we’re not really a band, we just like to play together.” Quinn answered and Daria couldn’t help but smile at the blush as Quinn’s words played themselves through her mind.

“So Jennifer what exactly are your intentions toward my sister.” Daria said turning to the blonde.

“Ummm.” Jennifer said.

“DARIA.” Quinn said with a raised voice.

“I’m just giving her and you a hard time. Anything you might want to tell me.” Daria mused.

“Fine, if you have to be nosey then yes I’m seeing Jennifer. I really don’t know what it means, I don’t care what anyone thinks but it’s all Jane’s fault.” Quinn sighed.

“Jane.” Daria laughed.

“I hadn’t really thought about THAT until we uh well um.. hooked up. After we decided that we were friends and she wanted to stay with Mark, I started hanging out with Jennifer to help out as she got better and stuff happened and well we decided to let things happen for a while and see how it goes.” Quinn said blushing the whole time.

“OK but I’m not dating her, no offense Jennifer.” Daria said forcefully.

“What?” Quinn and Jennifer said confused.

“First you get Trent then I do. Then I get Jane and then you do. I’m not dating Jennifer after you’re done with her.” Daria sighed.

“Ooook.” Jennifer said still looking confused. “Wait a minute, when did you date Jane?”

“Thanks sis, we didn’t date. We just hooked up right after you and Daria got hurt.” Quinn said looking at Daria with a not to friendly glare.

“Cool, that was before me and you started talking right.” Jennifer said dismissing the event.

“Yes, so we’re ok.” Quinn sighed.

“Yep.” Jennifer laughed lightly.

“Now you is there some reason you felt the need to harass me.” Quinn said turning back to her sister.

“Old sister, little sister and I mostly wanted to let you two know that I know so no need to try to keep it secret.” Daria answered.

“I’m not ready to let Cleo know yet, that’s who we’re trying to avoid finding out. I don’t want to introduce someone too her as my partner until I’m a little more sure it’s that serious.” Quinn said glancing over to Jennifer who nodded in agreement with the statement.

“I can understand that but I still plan on telling Mom and Dad the first time I need a break from them the next time their here.” Daria replied.

“You wouldn’t.” Quinn gasped and then hung her head at the devilish look in Daria’s face.
“You would.” Quinn surrendered.

“Of course I would for my baby sister.” Daria said as she stood up on one crutch and hugged Quinn with her free hand.

“You two have a special kind of love.” Jennifer laughed.

Epilog

“What did you say?” Trent said in disbelief staring at the doctor, as Daria was knocked speechless.

Jane was dancing behind them cheering the news.

Trent turned to Daria and squeezed her hand firmly.
“I’m sorry, baby.” Trent said to her sadly.

“There has to be some mistake.” Daria said looking pale and frightened.

“I’m sorry Mr. And Mrs. Morgendorffer-Lane. The ultrasound clearly showed us these results.” The Doctor said looking at them with a touch of pity.

“Janey, sit down damnit.” Trent growled at his sister. “Maybe you could do the ultra thingee again.” Trent pushed.

“Of course, if you want but I really doubt it will change the results from the two times we did it already today.” The Doctor replied gently.

“Maybe I heard you wrong.” Daria tried as she held her arm over her swollen stomach.

“The ultrasound clearly shows three babies. Barring any problems you will be having triplets in just about two months.” He repeated the information.

“I’m so sorry Daria.” Trent said hugging his wife.

“Not as sorry as when these monsters rip their way out of me and come after you.” Daria growled.

“Your going to be a mommy.” Jane said in singsong fashion.

“Shut up.” Daria barked.

“It’s going to be ok, Quinn and Stacy will give us some pointers and I’m sure everyone will help out.” Trent tried to reassure her.

“He said three, not one or two but three. What did you do to me?” Daria sighed as she returned the hug.

“You’re sitting in the delivery room the entire time.” Daria stated firmly.

“If you say so.” Trent agreed.

“How am I going to feed three babies I only have two.” Daria exclaimed looking down at her chest.

“We’ll figure it out.” Jane said hugging Daria from behind.

“Consider you self on babysitting duty for the next 18 years.” Daria announced.

“I can deal with that.” Jane shrugged.

“Oh my god who’s idea was this.” Daria moaned.


Sorry I had to do it.