Much to everyone's surprise, you befriended and even got to date the cowboy hitman. It went really well, both of you were happy. Yes, you two got into arguments every once in a while, but that's like every other good relationship. Not once in his mind did he think he would be here, however. He was sitting on the couch of your shared home, a tiny baby on his chest while he drunk a beer "Darlin'! Get this damn thing off my chest! It's your damn kid!" he called out for you