After the contentious custody battle, Frank & Mary go on with their lives as usual. But it isn't until an eventful night at Ferg's that Frank starts to wonder if maybe his life might be missing something. Now that his niece has a normal life, maybe...
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Warning: Some adult sexual content
Joey had been doing a great job of keeping her cool as she pulled up to Frank's house after their disaster of a date. But as soon as she put Frank's truck into park and pulled the keys out of the ignition, she felt her adrenaline start to wear off and her hands began to shake.
"Are you sure that you don't want me to take you to the hospital?" she asked him for what had to be the tenth time since they had left the pier.
"I'm fine, Joe. I just need some ice." Frank groaned from the passenger seat. "And maybe some Advil, too."
For as much of a smartass as Frank was, he had tried really hard not to get into a fight with Robert on the pier, but it had been unavoidable. From what Joey had remembered of him, Robert had always been a cruel, small minded bully that was used to having his ass kissed and Frank had had nothing but disdain for him since learning how Robert had tried to hurt Joey years go. It had been a volatile mix that was bound to explode.
To his credit, Frank had tried to defuse the situation, albeit halfheartedly, by telling Robert that he wasn't looking for trouble and that he was just having a nice, consensual evening with his girlfriend.
Joey had been delightfully caught off guard when Frank openly referred to her as his girlfriend. But it had been the emphasis that Frank had put on the word 'consensual' that had set Robert off and, before they'd known what was happening, Robert had sucker punched Frank in the face. There had been a scuffle and Frank had ended up giving as good as he'd gotten, at first. But it had been the kick that Robert had managed to land to Frank's ribs that had caused the most damage and that really concerned Joey.
"Are you sure? Your ribs could be broken." Joey pleaded with concern.
"They aren't broken, I know the difference. I'm fine." Frank swallowed hard and looked out the window. He could hear the fear in her voice and felt ashamed that he had let things get so out of hand. Getting his ass kicked by a drunk, overweight, balding, ex highschool football jock wasn't exactly how he'd hoped that their night would end.
"You've had your ribs broken before?"
"That's a story for another day. Let's just say that this wasn't my first run in with a drunk idiot."
The two of them sat there for a moment in silence. Neither of them knowing what to say to the other.
Joey hoped that Frank was telling her the truth and that he was okay. Watching the two men fight had been horrifying for her. Luckily for them, there had been a teenager filming the whole thing or Dr. Golding would have gotten Frank thrown in jail.
"Looks like you're gunna have to see your dentist again,'" Joey giggled as she repeated what Frank had said to Robert after the fight had ended and they'd noticed that Robert had been missing yet another tooth. "You did say that you wanted to knock some more of his teeth out."
