Frank was trying to keep his temper in check as he dug through a box in Joey's kitchen trying to find her stovetop espresso maker. Mary was still banging away on the piano and, for as happy as it made her, Frank remembered all of the reasons why he'd refused to buy her one in the first place. He started to wonder if Joey had any Advil laying around that could take the edge off his growing headache.
The mysterious truck had long since driven away without anyone getting a good look at the driver. Once Joey called her mom, speculation ran rampant between mother and daughter. Especially when they noted that the truck had only driven away as Jessie had stepped outside to make her way over to Joey's house after Joey had called her to warn her. Therefore, the consensus between the Kincade women was that Jessie had scared whoever it was away when she'd made her presence known.
Joey and Jessie were sure that whoever was lurking around was involved with Mitch Clauson in some way, if it hadn't been him himself, but Frank didn't want to jump to conclusions. But, in all honesty, Frank knew nothing about the man and figured that Joey and Jessie knew more about the situation that he did.
The three of them had stood out on the porch and discussed the mysterious truck to try and keep as much drama as they could away from the kids. Hearing Jessie quickly summarize all of the terrible things her ex had done in the past made Frank so angry that fear had flashed behind Joey's eyes for a second and she had, instinctively, grabbed his hand to try and calm him down.
He hated that Joey had picked up on his temper, but Frank had been particularly upset upon learning how Joey's dad had tried to launder money through Jessie's rental units in the past and the lengths that Jessie had to go through to keep him away from her and her daughter. Knowing that that man had any connection to Joey and Sam was unsettling, to say the least, but he needed to settle down. He didn't want to be one of those men whose girlfriend had to worry about them flying off the handle all the time; he was still ashamed that their first date had ended in him getting into a fist fight.
It was interesting for Frank to witness Joey put on a brave face for her mother and attempt to hide the way she was feeling. Frank had held Joey and had felt her shaking, just moments before her mother had walked through the door. He knew that Joey was a mess inside, but once Jessie had arrived, Joey had refused to let her mother see her vulnerable and scared.
For as well as Frank knew Joey, he was still learning so much about the woman he loved. He started to hate the dignified look Joey wore on her face to hide her pain. It was a beautiful mask, but he knew what lay underneath it. On one hand, he felt honored that Joey had let him comfort her, but on the other hand, he knew that Jessie would be able to comfort Joey too if she would just let her. Sometimes Joey was too strong for her own good.
Wanting to keep busy, Frank had offered to make some coffee while the two women went inside and sat on the couch to try and make sense of everything. You would think, with all of the family drama that he had gone through over the years with his own family, all of this messy business with Joey's father would feel somewhat normal to him. Usually, when his family was feuding or upset with him, he would be able to shut a side of him off in order to save himself from getting too hurt. But that wasn't the case this time.
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The Deep End (Frank Adler/Gifted Fanfiction)
FanfictionAfter 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...