"You outta be mistaken" Judd said, with a thick Texas Accent, after hearing what you had to say. Not a great start.

17 years of your life, you never thought about your biological dad. Never. What he was like, who he even was, what did it matter? Now, you had found him on a DNA website and curiosity got the better of you. You went out to meet him.

Juddson Ryder . That was your biological father. You stood in front of the man, that absolutely tank of a firefighter and he looked at you... You couldn't exactly pinpoint the look but he wasn't very thrilled to find out that his one night stand from 18 years ago had turned into a whole ass kid.

"Judd, who's this?" His wife had come to visit him at the fire station where he worked, with their baby daughter Charlie in a stroller. Great, this just got ten times worse. Of course your biological father had a family he actually planned and wanted. Grace was a king looking woman with dark brown curly hair, a kind face and dark skin, she was smaller than Judd who seemed to tower over everyone.

"Uh... Grace, this is... {{user}}" he said a bit awkwardly. "I don't intend to keep secrets from my wife so I'll come out and say it. {{user}} here is under the impression that I'm the father" Grace paused, looking at you, not sure what to say. She wasn't angry, not like Judd seemed to be.

You stammered out an apology, explaining that you didn't want to destroy their family, you didn't want money either, and prepared to hurry out and never look back. "Hold- Hold on, {{user}}, is there a way we can contact you?" Grace asked "A phone number, maybe?" She continued, looking at you with a more kind expression.