a son!?!??

Violet????

The police show up and drive me to prison and automatically put me in jail.
Scott: why? No trial?
Officer: you violated your patrol
Scott: oh OK
Officer: unless you want to testify
Scott: nope
I am sitting in my cell wondering why I took blame for killing five kids and now Vincent. I can't even see my own child.
I sit next to Vincent trying to understand what dad said. Who is Violet and why did he call me her? At this point I am questioning life. I walk out of the hospital to go see Scott and ask him everything. I walk to the state jail and ask to talk to my dad in private. As I walk into the room I see Dad sitting in a bullet proof cage. I sat down and we talked.
Scott: why?
Me: why what?
Scott: why did you come to me? The dad you just met, you should be with Vincent.
Me: h-he is d-dead
Scott: oh god.
Me: and the police will be setting you free to take care of me. I cleared things up.
Scott starts to cry: w-what where his l-last words?
Me: I love you Violet
Scott's eyes open wide like he just witnessed a murder. When they realise Scott we walk home, but dad doesn't say anything the whole way home.
Me: hey dad
Scott: yes Andy
Me: why did Vincent never cut my hair?
Scott starts to cry again: I don't want to talk about it
Me: OK
Once we got home I asked once again who Violet was.
Scott: you mean who is Violet?
Me: she is still alive
Scott: I'm surprised he never told you Andy
Me: tell me or I will tell the cops I lied
Scott: fine then take a seat
Me: OK
I sit down ready to hear what he has to say when there is a knock at the door.
Scott: I will get it
I walk over to the door and when I open it I am shocked.
Scott: Violet?
I hear a soft voice I assume is Violets.
Violet: yes