Wow so Hi guys! Guess who's back!

I have a valid excuse for by absence! Your girl has only gone and had a BABY! That's right, I have a little girl who is perfect and amazing and I couldn't be happier!

So this story has been in progress for the past year, I've been working on it at work before I left for my maternity leave.

Please note this story contains strong language! Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

"Please don't!"

"Look at you, you're pathetic! Not even worth my time."

"Just give her back!"

"You want her? Go ahead take her…"

"…"

"Just what I thought. WEAK! You've always been weak, you stupid cow."

"GO!"

"WHAT?! WHAT DID YOU DO?! WHERE DID SHE GO?!"

Smirk.

"To her father, you won't touch her."

"No…"

"Looks like I'm not completely weak."

"Just you wait. I'll get her back, and you'll never leave."

Scream.

'Wahhhhhhhhh. Wahhhhhhh.'

A red eye cracked open blearily, the morning sun filtering through the split in his curtains bathing the room in a red glow. He stretched his limbs stiffly feeling the satisfying 'pop' of his muscles before flopping back down on his bed. He slumped deeper into his pillow, turning his head from the sun's rays in hope that he could catch a few more hours sleep. It was Sunday, a day he deserved to sleep in. His eyes were just getting heavy again until-

'Wahhhhhhhh, Wahhhhhhhhhh, Wahhhhhhhhhhh.'

Gods what the fuck was that, Brick cracked his eyes open again listening more intently for the sound.

'Wahhhhhhhhh'

It sounded like a baby? Was it the TV? Was one of his brother's watching something on their phone that was far too loud? He lifted his head up slightly as the mysterious sound continued. It wasn't going away which meant that any chance of a sleep in was out the window. Brick growled irritably before rolling onto his back and pounding on the wall.

"Butch!? What is that noise?! Is it you?!" He yelled.

"No! It's you, asshole!"

"Not me you prick! That crying?!"

"I don't hear any cry-… what the fuck is that?!" His green brother yelled, suddenly becoming aware of the wailing. Brick sat up and threw his pillow on the floor before charging to his door and ripping it open. He marched over to Boomer's room and started banging on the door.

"Oi! You watching TV?" He yelled through the door. Instead of a voice calling back to him, the door was pulled open revealing a dishevelled Blue Ruff who looked like he was still asleep.

"Sup bro, what's with all the yelling?" He asked sleepily. Brick rolled his eyes. So he could count his blue brother out from making the noise. But if it was none of them, where was it coming from?

Butch stumbled out of his room, his face murderous. Butch was not a morning person in any way shape or form. He had a temper to rival Brick's on a morning; a clash with those two in the early hours never ends well.

"What. The. Fuck. Is. That?!" Butch spits, practically foaming.

"How the fuck should we know?" Brick snapped back.

"It sounds like a baby?" Boomer interjects, a confused expression on his face.

"What if the neighbour had a baby? There problem solved." Butch snapped.

Brick rolled his eyes. The boys lived in a top floor apartment with their only neighbour being a 75 year old woman who lived below. She was okay; she gave them leftovers if she cooked too much. Harmless old woman.

"Oh yeah because I'm sure Mrs. Johnson would have pushed out a baby!" Brick's voice held a sarcastic bite.

"Fuck off Red."

"Keep talking to me like that dickhead and see what happens. Make my fucking day."

"Guys! That noise keeps crying!" Boomer interrupted his bickering brothers before things got nasty. Butch whipped round to try and find the source while Brick and Boomer did the same. Boomer having the best hearing knew it was coming from their front door, walked over and placed his ear to the door, Bingo.

"Hey guys it's here!" He called. Brick walked back form the kitchen and Butch looked up from the couch.

"Boomer that's a door! Jesus he's loosing it." He muttered, Brick smacked him on the back on the head and Boomer threw him an unimpressed look.

Boomer grabbed the handle and opened the door and the sight made his jaw drop, the sound stopped as red eyes looked at blue.

"Finally! Right I'm off back to bed!" Butch yelled, marching over to his room.

"Boomer? What is it?" Brick asked.

His blonde brother was frozen in the door way, his head down. Brick quirked an eyebrow in confusion.

"Boomer?"

Butch stopped at his door, also looking at the brother acting oddly.

"Oi! Dummy! What are you doing?!" Butch snapped.

"B-b-b-"

Butch fumed and stomped over before knocking his younger brother to the side.

"What are you mute?!"

His eyes widened as he looked down his body going ridged. Red on Green.

"Boys?! What the fuck are you doing?!" Brick seethed, getting truly infuriated. Boomer turned slowly to look at his older brother wide eyed. Brick rolled his eyes, walking over to him.

"Honestly, what the fuck could be so bad that you look like you've seen a ghost?!"

Brick pulled Butch out of the way who stumbled back robotically. Looking down Brick felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over him. Red on Red.

"Something you wanna tell us bro?" Butch asked, his voice void of all emotion.

Brick felt his heart hammering painfully and he felt like he was going to throw up. His body went on lockdown as he stared at the little face. Boomer glanced down the hallway to find it empty before looking back at the basket. Butch was stood behind his brothers with his hands behind his head in panic.

"Look!" Boomer leaned down and picked up a small note.

"It's addressed to you." Boomer handed the note to Brick who snatched it with shaky hands as his eyes whizzed over the words.

'Brick,

This is Bella. Please take care of our daughter. She needs you.

B x'

Brick placed a hand over his mouth to stop the rising bile. He looked back at the little face and his chest tightened.

"Brick?" Boomer asked. Brick was staring into those red eyes which suddenly started filling with water. Little mumbles and wails began and the boys started to panic.

"Oh God."

"What do we do?!"

"Just shut the door!" Butch cried.

Boomer shot him a nasty glare, worried with how mortified Brick looked. Deciding to take the reigns he crouched down and picked up the basket with the fussy baby and walked back into the apartment.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Butch watched horrified as his younger brother took the baby into the living room.

"We can't leave it out there!"

"Yes we can! It's not ours!"

"Well it was left outside our door!"

"So what! It was probably put there by accident!"

"Look at it's eyes!"

"Trickery…"

"She."

Boomer and Butch looked at Brick confused as he made his way over to the basket. His eyes fixed solely on the tiny baby that was looking back at him. He stared at the baby trying to process that she had some form of relation to himself. His brain was working over time, bringing flashbacks and memories to the forefront of his mind. Memories he would much rather leave in the past. But it looks like his past had caught up with him in a big way.

"What?" Boomer asked.

Brick gulped. "It's a girl. Her name is Bella." He said his voice hoarse.

Boomer watched his brother carefully and eyed the note that was dangling limply from his fingers.

"Brick. What are you saying?" Butch asked evenly.

Brick's breathing became deeper. He wasn't an idiot, he knew who's baby this was but that gave him little closure. Why was she here? Where was her mother? What the fuck did she think she was playing at?! He wasn't aware the note had been taken from his fingers until Boomer spoke.

"She's your daughter?!"

That snapped Brick into action. He stumbled back like the baby was a monster and in a red flash flew into his room slamming the door. The sound cause the baby to whine and Butch and Boomer looked at each other horrified.

"Take her." Butch commanded.

"I'm not taking her! You take her!"

"No way, you're the fucking woman, you take her."

"Fuck you man!"

Brick's door slammed as he was now fully dressed. Butch looked confused.

"Oi, your kids crying."

Brick started at the baby that was whining softly and his eyes held one thing. Fear. He shook it off and marched to the window.

"Brick! Brick! Where are you going?!" Boomer panicked, watching as Brick walked out onto the balcony before shooting off into the sky. The remaining Ruffs watched at their older brother ran, confused, shocked and worried about these turn of events.

They were brought back to reality when the baby started crying louder before a distinct wet sound was heard followed by a strong smell.

"H-HOLY SHIT!" Butch cried covering his nose with his green tee and running to his room. Boomer still stared out to the sky watching the red streak fade away.

"Fuck."

Brick blasted through the sky, breaking the sound barrier. His head was aching, this was all too much. He was replaying the scenes from this morning in his head with a pair of little red eyes burning into his mind. This wasn't right, this wasn't meant to happen. He needed answers and he needed them now.

He flew to their shared home as it came quickly into view; they had moved from their creator long ago but opted to stay together. He knew his way. Of course he did, he could fly there blind with the amount of times he snuck over. He landed hard in front of the house. Spitting fire, his anger suddenly got the better of him at the sheer audacity of that woman to leave that baby on his fucking doorstep!

He started banging on the door, not caring that neighbours were suddenly starting to peek out through their windows. The door was quickly moved away from him as light blue eyes glared, before widening in surprise.

"B-Brick?! What are you doing here?! It's 6:30 in the morning?!" She shrieked.

Gritting his teeth he barged past the blonde and into the house. He rounded on the smaller Puff.

"Where is she?!" He spat. Bubbles looked puzzled and utterly bewildered at the angry RowdyRuff in her living room.

"W-What? Who?"

"Don't play fucking dumb blondie! I'm not going to ask you again!"

Bubbles eyes darkened as a scowl fell on her pretty face.

"And I won't ask you again! What are you doing here?!"

"I don't have time for this shit!" He hissed marching over to the stairs, as he was about to put one foot on the step he suddenly went crashing into the opposite wall. His throat was tight and his head was pounding. As the dust cleared he was met with fierce lime green eyes. Her hand clasped tightly around his throat.

"Who the fuck do you think you are!?" She snarled. Brick ripped her hand off him and threw her back as he pulled himself out of the wall. He glared heatedly at the two Puffs who were glaring back just as viciously.

"Tell her to get down here now!" He hissed.

"Who?! No one else is here!" Bubbles cried.

"I'm not fucking stupid airhead! Get Blossom down here now, or I'm going up there!"

It was almost as if he said the magic word. Buttercup looked ready to murder him after his insult to Bubbles, but when he said her name it was as if all the air was sucked from the room. The temperature dropped and the two Puffs stared at him wide eyed. The scene unnerved him, they looked scared and that didn't settle well with him.

"You don't know?" Bubble whispered, her voice wobbling.

"Don't know what?!" Brick spat getting angry that he seemed to be getting more questions and no answers. Buttercup grit her teeth to stop her eyes getting more watery.

"Blossom's missing."

Brick's scowl dropped as he took that information in. Missing? That- That's impossible, how could she be missing if her daughter was in his apartment right now?! Oh Gods, did her sisters even know?!

"What do you mean missing?" He snarled, Bubbles and Buttercup shared a look before Bubbles stepped forward.

"Brick, she vanished nearly a year ago. We tried to find her but it's like she disappeared into thin air. How did you not know? It's been all over the news?"

Brick wracked his brain trying to think over the last year. How could that breeze past him?! Sure he'd been busy at work but he still kept up to date with current affairs!The girls seemed to sense his confusion.

"Brick…"

Brick looked up into worried baby blue eyes,

"Do you have any idea of where she could be?"

She was desperate, that was easy to tell. He was mildly surprised they hadn't pinned the entire thing on him, But that being said they were still under the impression that they have always been at odds. Hmm, how little did they know… But it was concerning he'd admit. Although he was sure he shook his feelings for the redhead off months ago his stomach turned uncomfortably at the though of her being M.I.A. Brick schooled his expression, not wanting the girls to cotton onto anything.

However fate decided to be a cold hearted bitch to Brick today, and Buttercup quickly sensed his unease.

"You're hiding something." She accused.

Brick used all his will power not to look startled and instead glowered at the Green Puff.

"No I'm not,"

"Yes you are, you know something about her." She accused, Bubbles eyed him warily watching him with caution. Brick mashed his lips together; he could feel his temperature rising along with his temper. He swallowed thickly trying to gather his thoughts.

Firstly, a baby was practically left on his doorstep claiming to be his daughter (heh the cliché). Secondly 'supposed' daughter was currently in the company of his bone head brothers. That poor kid. Thirdly the supposed mother of said baby was missing, and not just missing has been missing for the past year!

For once his brilliant mind drew a blank. A big fat blank. No lie was coming up, no bullshit story was spinning he was just… blank. Which unfortunately for the Red Ruff was landing him deeper and deeper in hot water.

"Brick, if you know where she is please tell us. I know we've had our differences but we just want our sister back." Bubbles mumbled. She reminded him of his Blue brother when he was upset, a sight Brick didn't like to see unless Boomer had pissed him off.

"I don't know where she is."

It wasn't a lie, truth be told if you'd had asked him 2 hours ago he would have said she was at home, so he was a stumped as the rest. However, he hesitated and Buttercup took her chance.

"But you know something…" She eyed him, her eyes burning into him. Brick fidgeted, he needed answers and he was not was leaving here without any. However, telling them the truth would just lead to another headache. Damned if he did, damned if he didn't. A frustrated sigh escaped his lips with a brief hit of smoke and the smell of burning.

"Look, don't ask me why or how but… this morning me and the boys found a baby on our doorstep."

He watched their reactions carefully but neither girl moved.

"So? What's that got to do with Blossom?" Buttercup snapped.

He looked her dead in the eyes his anger rising again.

"Because it's her baby."

Bubbles sharp gasp echoed around the room as Buttercup stumbled back in shock. Their eyes were wide at his statement but he didn't waiver.

"What?!" Bubbles squeaked.

"Say that again." Buttercup growled.

"It's true! What? Do you think I just decided to crash into your house for shits and giggles?!" He spat. Buttercup folded her arms while Bubbles played with her fingers.

"But, if it's is 'Blossom's baby'" She said with doubt. "Why would she have left it with you?"

Brick felt the blood drain from his face, Oh Fuck. Now he was stuck, this was not his day. Brick sigh. He couldn't get out of this, he knew it, and they knew it. Rolling his eyes to the ceiling he resigned to the consequences.

"Look. Just- Just come to my place and you can see her, hell you can take her! I only came here for answers as to why she was left with me in the first place. But with you saying she's being missing a year it seems we have a bigger problem." He explained.

A problem indeed. How could Blossom have vanished and then all of a sudden dump a baby on him? Did she run because she was in trouble? Was it because she knew she was pregnant? Gods he had such a headache and it wasn't even 7 o'clock in the morning.

The girls agreed wearily. Any chance that could possibly lead them closer to finding their sister they were going to take and this was the most news they had heard about her in a year! They quickly rushed to get changed and then met Brick back downstairs. They took to the skies with Brick leading the way and red, light blue and pale green streaks filled Townsville's sky and into the distance.

Hmmmmm haha this story is so much fun to write!

Now please be aware as I have a new baby updates may not be consistent, but I will try my best to update when I can. The good news is most of the story is written it's just a case of uploading.

Please review! And it's good to be back!

Much Love

Cornelia.x