Amy's rejection didn't bother Newt in the least. Actually, he was fine with it. Perhaps this was best. Not having to deal with her interjections and what not were just fine to him. And yet, he wanted to cry for Liam. To think she could be that cold to him. He was after all just a babe.
Newt laid on the bed with him watching his little body so strong. His tiny feet pushed at Newt's hand. Liam cooed in content as he moved about. It was still a miracle to Newt that he'd made is so far. He just wished he could protect him from everything.
He wondered if Liam knew Amy wasn't around. He tried not to think about it as he picked Liam up to cuddle with him. Didn't she miss this feeling of happiness that he had every-time Liam was in his arms?
Just then Billy got home from his shift. He gave Newt a kiss on the cheek and rubbed Liam's dark spiky locks.
"You won't believe me, but I saw someone who looked an awful lot like you," Billy said setting down next to them on the bed. "I had to do a double take. Really."
"Really?" Newt gasped in a slightly silly tone. "Did you catch his name?"
"Never got around to it. He was talk'n up shit with Ian all night. Dunno what it was possibly about, but maybe Ian would know."
"I'll be eager to find out who this twin is of mine." Newt shrugged. "Bet he looks nothing like me."
"But he does." Billy nodded.
Newt chuckled. Honestly, he wasn't looking for any family. He had all he needed right here.