“If you’re coming up here to punch me, so help me, I’m not responsible for my actions.”
 
 I push him off with everything I’ve got. He stumbles back, but only for a second. Next thing I know, his fist is flying at my face.
 
 I dodge, but it grazes my cheek. I grab his wrist and twist, throwing a punch into his ribs.
 
 “Levi, chill.”
 
 He’s right back in my face, throwing another punch, but this time it lands, right in my gut.
 
 I grunt, wind knocked out of me, and we both tumble to the ground, rolling over the floor of the RV.
 
 I get a knee up, shoving him off me, and scramble to my feet. He’s up fast, swinging again.
 
 We’re tangled up now, both of us grunting and pushing, trying to land a hit. My fist catches him in the side, and he slams his elbow into my shoulder. It stings, but I don’t back down.
 
 “Alright, now.” Dean grabs my arm, pulling me off, and Wyatt yanks Levi. “Calm the hell down, both of you.”
 
 Levi’s face is red. “He’s gonna get us all killed.”
 
 “You’re losing your mind over a couple of tight turns.” I realize I pushed the last one.
 
 “You kind of are,” Dean says to Levi. “What’s going on?”
 
 Levi scrubs his hands over his face. “Nothing.”
 
 “Are you crying?”
 
 “No.” He digs his fingers into his closed eyes.
 
 “Yeah, you are.” Dean doesn’t sugarcoat it.
 
 Levi slumps, and his shoulders sag as he drops his hands. “I’m freaked out.”
 
 “Freaked out?” Dean asks.
 
 “Yeah, you know, scared.”
 
 Dean shakes his head. “I have no idea.”
 
 Bloody hell.
 
 “I’m having a kid. That’s a huge responsibility.”
 
 Dean hits his shoulder. “You picked a trip Wheeler didn’t come on to have a mental breakdown? Levi, he’s a dad. You should’ve nipped this in the bud last night.”
 
 “Last night I was recovering from our fight the night before.”
 
 “Which you were more than willing to jump into.”
 
 “Exactly. What the fuck was I thinking? I could’ve been stabbed or shot—”
 
 Air hisses through my teeth. “Jump in, Wyatt.”
 
 “I don’t got kids.”
 
 “No, but Hannah does, and I’ve heard you’ve been hanging out with them.”
 
 Wyatt shakes his head. “You have nieces and nephews.”