He didn't seem himself as a father really but he was. Jaymie called him daddy after all. And Rex had admitted that he was the boy's father figure. So he was a father, just not a dad he could admit that much to himself. But he really was dad. And no matter what he thought he deserved to be called such. He might not be Jaymie or Rex's biological father but that didn't matter. He was still dad to them. They didn't remember their real fathers so Six was it. He did a lot of his kids. He did everything for them. He wouldn't hesitate to jump into danger to protect them. To die for them. To stay up late and get up early. Do what was needed, what they needed. Every little thing. It was usually the little things that mattered the most, in the grand scheme if things they don't seem so important when you look at all the milestones but they do. The little things he did mattered just as much as the big ones.
He did a lot. A lot of little things. Things like spending time with the kids when they needed him the most. Like when they were scared or sick or just clingy. He held onto Jaymie tightly until she fell asleep again after a bad dream. Held her until she felt safe. Because she was safe with him, and she knew it. They both did. He stayed up late to comfort her when she was sick and did the same for Rex. He got up early to make sure Jaymie ate breakfast, even if she did not always like to eat it. He made sure she had her toast and juice. He stayed up late making sure Rex was home safe and knew what trouble he caused. He tired to make sure the boy would not do it again, because they might not be so lucky next time.
He did it all. He did a lot of big things. Things like trying to better his skills and abilities so he could do more for them. He put up with getting yelled at by holiday so he knew what was up with the kids and what he needed to do better. He always worked hard to make sure he was improving his self so that the kids got the care they needed. They were so broken already he didn't need to do anything to worsen it. He worried himself sometimes, but holiday assured him that he couldn't do much harm. He needed to improve , yes, but it was only minor things. He's gotten better than when he first brought the kids in under his wing and ended up claiming them as his own. (Or did they claim him as theirs? The order is not important really ) he fought for to even have them here with him.
Providence in its early days and even now in a way wasn't so keen on working with EVOS. No one was. But six saw something in Rex. Something different. He saw the kid and knew instantly his life would be changed. Both their lives would be changed. He saw his potential and took him in. Fighting white knight about it all the way. Protecting Rex form the crazy doctors that were in power in those days. Thankfully it wasn't such a struggle want Jaymie came along since they already were working with an EVO for so long, but they didn't like the something about her. So six fought them again. And took charge and just like that he was in caring for two children. Looking after them just because it was his work at first, and quickly it became antler job. He became a parent and he didn't want to accept it but it was true.
He wasn't all that different from his own 'father'. Father figure, dad, master, what ever you would like to call him. He would go by all of theosd after all. His name was One. Yes One. One was the one who saw something no one else did in six and took him in. Cared for him and raised him to be the man he was today. If it wasn't for One , Six most likely would not be alive right now. He would have died horrible a long time ago. But One made sure it didn't happen, he saw to it that the boy was safe and healthy even if his methods of parenting and plans for the kids future were off the traditional and normal beaten path. Even if he was raising killers, weapons, and training them hard he still cared if they got hurt and made sure they were as safe as could be. The training wasn't always the safest but he would see to it that the kids tried their hardest , did not give up and were as safe as they could be. Made sure they had someone to cling to when they go hurt and needed to be wrapped up.
A father was a lot of things, and all dads were different even if there was a set normal. Six was not the normal father (and neither was now grandpa One). Six was what he needed be, he was the dad that Rex and Jaymie needed. He loved the kids and they loved him. They were family. He was daddy even if he couldn't bring himself to call himself such. He was all the things a dad needed to be and even more. He was daddy Six and he was going to do his best to make sure his kids grew up right. Do his best to see to it that they were both safe and healthy and happy. To make sure the kids, no, his kids were raised right and that they knew how awesome their dad was and how hard he worked to make sure they got what they needed. That's what fathers do after all. And he was a father all right.
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