Patrick woke up with tear stained cheeks and his phone in hand. He looked to see if Pete called or texted him, but nothing. He sat up and went upstairs. He softly opened Dylan's door to check on him. He saw that he was awake.

"Good morning Dylan" Patrick said as he went and took Dylan out of the crib.

"Hi, Mom" he said hugging Patrick like he does every morning.

"Let's change your diaper" Patrick had started going through his normal morning routine. He changed Dylan's diaper and changed him into a cute little outfit. He carried him as he went over to the guest room. He put Dylan down to walk a bit while he sent to wake up Bronx.

"Hey. Time to get up" he said as he sat on edge of the bed. "Come on, Bronx" he said as he shook him lightly.

Bronx slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He rubbed his eyes trying to get the sleepiness out.

"I'm gonna start on breakfast. I know how much you like pancakes" Patrick said getting out of the room so Bronx can change and what not.

He picked Dylan up and carried him downstairs to the kitchen. He placed him in his high chair and started working on the pancakes.

"Mom" Patrick turned to look at Dylan so he knew he had his attention. "Juice?"

"Okay" Patrick grabbed one of Dylan's cups that had a straw and filled it up with some juice. He placed it on the tray and Dylan grabbed it happily.

"Hey, Patrick" Bronx said sitting on one of the bar stools.

"Hey, buddy"

"Where's Dad at?" Bronx ask as he grabbed one of the apples from the fruit bowl.

"Um...Not really sure" he said truthfully.

"You guys okay?" Bronx never really liked when his dad and Patrick fought.

"Uh hopefully" Patrick made a plate for both the kids and gave it to them.

He sat down next to Dylan and cut his food into pieces. He then let him grab the fork and attempt to get pieces. He soon got use to it and ate while swinging his little legs.

His phone than rang. He grabbed it and saw that it was Pete. He quickly answered it.

"Peter. Thank god you fucking called. I was worried sick. You're missing breakfast with the kids and can you come home now, baby. I miss you" Patrick rambled.

"Wow. So he is married" Patrick was instantly confused when he heard the soft feminine voice.

"Who is this and why are you called from my husband's phone?" Patrick asked scared to hear the answer. He walked out to the living room cause he noticed Bronx was listening.

"Um, my names Meagan. I'm pretty sure Pete doesn't remember my name since he was so drunk. Um he sorta convinced me to have sex with him" Patrick shook his head and started crying. He can't believe he would do that to him.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know he was married. He wasn't wearing a ring and he swore he wasn't in any relationship. I'm so sorry"

Patrick took a deep breath and said, "Why are you telling me this?"

"I feel like he wouldn't tell you. He's still asleep so I got his phone and called the contact that seemed couple like"

"Where you guys at? I can go pick him up" Patrick said as he wiped his tears.

"It's okay. I can take him home. I think it would be easier" she said. Patrick was just quiet. "You said kids earlier. How many do you guys have?"

"Um, Bronx is five and from his first marriage. Then we had Dylan together and he's one" Patrick said turning to make sure they were all good.

"I'm truly sorry, Patrick. If I could go back in time I would slap and say go back to your husband"

Patrick laughed lightly. He was thankful that she was easing the tension. "Thank you for telling me, Meagan"

"No problem. I think he's waking up so you'll see him soon" she said hanging up.

Patrick put his phone down and ran a hand through his still messy hair as he cried. He didn't know wether to cry or go upstairs and trash their room.

"Patrick?" He quickly wiped all his tears and turned around to see Bronx in the doorway.

"Yeah" Patrick said weakly.

"Uh, Dylan wants you" he said. Bronx knew he was crying cause he looked like how his mom looked growing up. He always remembered seeing her crying late at night.

"Alright. I'm gonna make one more phone call and then be there" Bronx nodded and went back to the kitchen.

Patrick grabbed his phone and dialed Andy's number. "Hey, what's up?"

"Can come get the kids please?"

"Yeah I'll be right there" Andy hung up and Patrick got up and headed to the kitchen.

"Guess who you guys are seeing today?" They both just looked at Patrick. "Uncle Andy" Dylan clapped his hands excited. "Let's get your bag ready"

*Little Time Skip*
Patrick helped Andy get Dylan's car seat in. Andy was pretty shocked to see Bronx. Even more shocked seeing Patrick with tear stained cheeks.

"You okay?" Andy asked Patrick after they got the kids in the car.

"Yeah. I'm golden" Patrick said lying.

"Hey where's Pete at?" Andy said realizing that the short black hair man is no where in sight.

"Coming home soon" he said quietly. "Thank you for taking the kids. I'll pick them up later on today"

Andy nodded and hugged Patrick goodbye. He walked back inside and sat on the sofa. He was staring at the floor thinking of what he would do when Pete got there.
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"Thanks for the ride" Pete said to Meagan once they were in front of his house.

"No problem" she said. He got out and was gonna walk in when she called him back. "Here" she gave him a folded paper. "Give that to Patrick"

Pete went wide eyed as he watched Meagan drive away. "Fuck" he said under his breath. Patrick knew and he was scared shitless to walk into the house.

He did though cause he had to face the music. He walked in to see Patrick in the living room.

"Hey Trick" he said awkwardly as he walked over. He kept a fair distance from Patrick though. "Where the kids at?" He asked. He knew if Dylan was home he would be sitting next to his mom.
"With Andy" Patrick stood up and walked over to Pete.

"Trick, I'm really s-" Patrick just slapped him hard. Pete had his head to the side from how hard he slapped him. He would turn his head back but he was too scared to look at Patrick.

"I can't believe you. After everything we went through. After losing the kids and fucking everything we went through. I fucking saved you, Peter. I saved you so many times and you still hurt me. I thought we were doing good. I thought we were getting our marriage back on track and we have Dylan and now Bronx. Plus we were planning to have another baby, but no you have to go and fuck everything up. You had to go and cheat on me over something so stupid" 

"You said you were gonna leave the band" Pete said quietly. He was hoping Patrick didn't catch it but he did.

"Who fucking cares!?! Peter, we're parents now! We have a bigger responsibility than touring the world. You're just being selfish and thinking about what makes only you happy!" Patrick yelled. Pete just stood there so Patrick sat down in the couch.

"I can't even look at you cause I'm so disgusted by you" Patrick started crying cause he hates Pete so much. He hates all the shit he has to put up with because of him.

Pete didn't know what to say. He knew Patrick had every right to be pissed. He had a right to slap him for sure. He stood there and looked at the love of his life heart broken....for the millionth time.

He got the paper out of his pocket and put it on the coffee table. "Meagan told me to give that to you. I'm gonna go pack my bag"

Patrick just sat there crying. He didn't know if this hurt more than losing the babies. It hurt probably more cause he can feel his heart breaking.

A/n: Had to add a plot twist cause I'm so evil.