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Over 35,000 reads, over 1,000 votes and over 600 comments! Thank you for 12 comments on the last chapter it is much appreciated! This story is still at number 13 on the Norman Reedus reading list! Come on guys!! Let's get it moving! This story has been sitting at 13 for a while! Let's get it fighting for the top against my other story LOTE!!!!

Again please do not comment asking me when I'm updating or to "Please update" those comments hurt me as a writer! I will be blocking everyone that sends comments and messages like that. I have spent my time since the update of the last chapter of SSL cleaning up all of my stories. I have all of them edited and now I have all the hateful comments deleted. Granted it brought the comment count down I am okay with it because it makes my stories look better.

No time jump in this chapter, well there will be a slight one in the middle but we're starting right where we left off. This is gonna be starting the next morning where Norman introduces Vi to Mingus and she gets to meet Helena as well. We'll see how this goes ;-)

I hope all of you are excited for this next chapter like I am! Just a little insight on this story, this story is based right after BDS II wrapped and they're promoting it at cons before it comes out in 2009. BDS II came out December 11th of 2009. This is right before Norman gets the pitch for Walking Dead season 1. So that's why he's "shooting" this fake movie with Vi in the story. With that being said though it makes Norman 40 (his birthday will come up in this story) and this makes Mingus 9 almost 10. His birthday is in October. Vi just turned 30. I'm basing this story around August time. Just to give you guys a little bit more into the story so you can kind of follow. Mingus is younger in this story than what he was in LOTE so there will be more "kid like" bonding and the major dad side of Norman will be coming out since Mingus is younger and can't do everything for himself.

Anyway, I felt like that was a long winded answer but I am hoping that it answers some confusions :-)

Reedus kisses for everyone! Xxxxxxxx

Here's the next chapter, Nords!

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I woke up what seemed early the next morning, but when I rolled over and clicked the button on my phone to see what time it was I was shocked to see that it was a little after ten in the morning. I couldn't remember the last time I had slept that way, uninterrupted at that.

I sat up slowly and stretched while yawning before throwing the covers back and shifting my feet to dangle towards the floor. I grabbed my glasses from the nightstand and slid them on not even wanting to deal with my contacts this morning.

I glanced in the mirror and pushed my hair back out of my face before opening the bedroom door hunting for Norman seeing as he wasn't in the bedroom. I walked out into the hallway and saw that the bathroom door was open so I only assumed that he wasn't in there.

I sighed softly and walked out into the living room finding that Norman wasn't in there either. I could smell the coffee from the kitchen so I at least knew that he was still here. I decided to be nosey and help myself to a cup of coffee. When I turned around I saw the curtains moving slightly in the breeze meaning the sliding glass door was open.

I moved the curtain to the side and stepped out on the patio instantly being met by the warm sun and cool breeze. That's when I saw Norman sitting in one of the lounge chairs. He had a cup of coffee in one hand, a cigarette in the other, and he had his signature black Raybans on.

"Good morning," he said as I walked over a little closer to him. Norman patted the seat beside him and I slowly sat down. "Morning. I can't believe that I slept so late. You should've woke me up," I said as I leaned back in the chair slightly. Norman gave me a small smirk.

"It's alright, you must have needed it. Besides I haven't been up that long either. It felt good to sleep in a little bit," he said. I nodded in return agreeing with him as I took another long sip of my coffee. I wasn't the biggest fan of coffee but I figured I would need it today since I was meeting Norman's son.

"Man, I could get used to this," I said softly listening to all the chaoticness that was going on down below. "I know. It's kind of peaceful, isn't it?" Norman said while sitting his coffee cup on the ground beside him before leaning back in his chair and getting more comfortable.

"That it is. So what time is your son coming over?" I asked him curiously looking to see that it was a quarter til eleven now. "He'll be over here by noon," Norman said. I slowly pushed myself out of the chair. "Well then if you don't mind I am going to take a shower and get ready," I said.

Norman gave me a slight nod. "There's extra towels and stuff in the closet in the bathroom. Take your time," Norman said as I headed towards the sliding glass door. I walked back into the bedroom and grabbed my bags that had my essentials along with my clothes to get ready.

After getting into the bathroom and taking a fairly quick shower, I dressed, blew dried my hair, and put on my makeup leaving my long hair down and natural. I slid my glasses back on wanting to keep it comfortable today. When I walked back into the bedroom I jumped.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I said as I quickly dropped my bag and went to walk out the door. Norman was standing in front of his closet with his jeans sitting low on his hips and had no shirt on. Norman looked over his shoulder and gave me a small smile before grabbing a shirt and throwing it over his head.

"It's alright," Norman said as his head popped through the top of the shirt and he popped his arms through the holes. He pulled the shirt down to cover his chest and stomach but I couldn't stop myself from staring. Norman turned around and I tried to quickly avert my eyes but I knew I was caught by the look on Norman's face.

"What's the matter?" Norman asked me as he closed his closet door and stepped closer to me. I shook my head while kicking my bag back into the corner of the room. "N-nothing," I said as I tried to clear the shakiness in my voice. I was trying to cool myself down.

Norman chuckled slightly before squeezing my hip gently as he walked past me. I followed him back through the house into the living room. He had now opened the curtains to the sliding glass door and I could see outside from the living room. I stood in the opening of the doorway and lifted my head towards the sun.

I jumped slightly but relaxed when I felt Norman's arms wrap around my waist. I sighed happily and leaned back into him slightly. His breath moved the hair off the base of my neck slightly and soon I felt Norman's lips against my skin causing instant goosebumps to appear.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked him trying to control my breathing. Norman chuckled against my skin lightly. "Where did this come from?" Norman asked and I soon felt his index finger tracing what I knew was a faint scar that Matt had caused.

I let out a small breath and felt myself wanting to pull away from Norman but he tightened his grip slightly. "One night Matt came home drunk and tried to pick a fight with me. Instead of just giving up and going to bed he decided to put his cigarette out on me," I said softly.

It felt good to actually talk about it but I felt myself tensing again when I felt Norman's lips kiss the scar gently. I slowly relaxed as he pulled back. "And this one?" he asked me as he pulled my shirt off my shoulder slightly. "He pushed me and I fell into the corner of the counter. Eight stitches later," I mumbled slightly.

Norman kissed that one gently too. I breathed through my nose trying to control the things that were running through my head and my body right now. I didn't know why he was doing this. "And what about this one?" he asked me as he brushed the scar that was running behind my ear and into my hairline. I closed my eyes.

That one I hated the most. It was one of the worst fights that he and I had had. "He came home drunk once again. This time I wasn't dealing with the shit and I tried to fight back. He busted a beer bottle and then sliced me with it. That one took 13 stitches. I'm just glad it's not that visible," I said.

Norman kissed his way up my shoulder, up my neck, and then littered the scar he was just asking about with kisses. I felt my breath coming quickly out of my nose and I was now definitely having a hard time controlling my breathing. I pulled forward slightly before turning around in his arms so I could face him completely.

I buried my head in his chest not wanting him to see the possible tears that tried to flow from my eyes. I had never had someone treat me like this and look at my scars this way. Most people looked at them as something to feel bad about me for others just didn't say anything. Flanery, Clark, and Cynthia, each one they saw just gave them another reason to beat Matt another foot under in their eyes.

Norman's hand came up and tangled in my hair as I felt his head lay on top of mine. "It's okay," Norman breathed as he rubbed my back lightly. "He's not going to hurt you anymore," he said. I couldn't help but laugh slightly. I don't know how many times I had heard that.

A light knock came on the door. I instantly knew who that was going to be. Norman kissed the top of my head and squeezed me gently before pulling back. When I looked in his eyes I saw something different. Happiness. "That's Mingus," he said as he released me and started heading towards the door. I still didn't know if I was ready for this.

"Dad!" I heard a young child call out but he was blocked from my view by Norman's figure. I ran a hand through my hair and tried to straighten myself up even though I didn't have time to run and look in a mirror. I guess it was now or never.

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I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter! Haha cliffhanger. I had to leave it at that. Guess you'll have to keep reading to figure out what's going to happen.

So they've spent a little more time together! Vi walked in on a shirtless Norman! Whoops! But who's complaining right? ;-) How do you think Vi is feeling about Norman asking all these questions about her scars and kissing them? Why do you think Norman is doing this? Here comes little Mingus!

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