Leon

That was the last day I saw Ladie, that day two and a half years ago. She did write, like clock work once every week for almost six months never with a return address, other than a p.o box from Cali were I guess he had her mail forwardd from. Then the letters starting coming less, and less. Everyone thinks I'm crazy for holding on the way I have been when I haven't heard from her in almost a year. I would give up on it, except for the look in L's eyes, this almost silent encouragement. I know she knows exactly where Lad is, but she won't tell me. Its something her, and V have argued about constantly over the past few months. I'm not dumb, those "day" trips she takes, I know who she's' she's going to see.

Despite their arguments, and one break up, L, and V are still together. They planned on getting married before all this happened. Now were on the run, and somehow seeing Letty in the back huddled with Mia, and L reminded me of Ladie. even thought it had been awhil it still felt like she was missing.

I wondered how'd she been all this time, did she look the same? Did she still think about me? Sure I wasn't a saint I'd had a few girls in my bed since, but none had ever come close to my heart. Before she'd stopped writing all together I had felt like there was something she was trying to tell me, I just couldn't figure out what it was exactly. Now we were all crammed in the Civiv headed for Baja at L's insistence. I wondered just what the hell was actually Baja.



L

I felt dead inside as we drove on the highway praying Dom would catch up with us. All I could think of was V , the only man I'd ever loved, my fiancee, lying in a hospital some where. I didn't know if know if he was dead, or alive.

Dom had gone back for news on V and Jesse. Jesse... I refused to even think about Jesse. He'd still dated Emily off, and on, but she'd moved out a long time ago. I had never gone back home choosing to live with V , and go to UCLA nearby. Looking back at everything I still couldn't figure out how the hell we ended up here like this. I was driving later that day when Leon yelled out for me to stop the car.



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Leon

We had been in Baja for about 20 minutes when I spotted the young woman walking along the beach. There was something about her tan, toned body that seemed somehow familiar. Rolling down the window I squinted, shading my eyes with my hands as I tried to place her. I smiled as I watched her scoop up a little girl with hair dark as night. It was when she called out for the little boy that it I realized who she was.

"Kyle Leon, come over here," she said holding out her hand to the small boy who came skipping over.

"Coming Mami." That was the name we'd picked chosen for a little boy! It was Ladie!!!!!!!! The car came to halt as L slammed on the breaks, and I tumbled from the car.

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Lad

I tried hard not to laugh as I scolded Kyle Leon for wandering to far. He was so much like me at that age. As I took his hand I had to close my eyes as I caught a familiar scent dear to my heart. Although i knew it was impossible, it smelled like Leon. Like usual thoughts of him hurt, he'd said he would wait, but he hadn't. I'd sent him "that" letter almost a year ago, and he had never come.



Leon

When I was a few feet away from her I stopped. What did I say to her after all this time. Was this why she hadn't written? Was she in love with someone else? Hell was she married? Who was the Father of these kids? I was standing there when the little girl looked up from her Mothers shoulder, and gasped. I smiled as she began to tap Ladie on the shoulder ignoring the fact that she was still talking to Kyle Leon.

"Amanda Jane Lein, what is it?" she asked turning to look down at the tiny girl perched on her hip.

"Es Papi," she whispered pointing to me. I saw Lad stiffen as she turned to face me.

:Wait:I thought "Did she just say Papi?

Lad

Turning I felt faint when I saw Leon standing there. I couldn't believe he was here after all that time. My voice had left me somehow, and I stood there starring until Kyle Leon began to sob, and hold up his arms to be held.

"Ahh, hush pequeno," I said lifting him with ease. I was used to handling the two by myself.

"Its just Papi, see" I said turning his head towards his Father, who shared the same blue eyes.

"Don't you want to show him all the pictures you drew for him?"

Leon

My heart ached at the fact that I had made my son cry, but rejoiced at the fact that he knew who I was. If she'd told them about me, why hadn't' she told me about them? My son, and my daughter! I was almost filled with rage at the thought that I had already missed years off their lives.

"Yes," the little boy said wiping his eyes as he turned to look at me cautiously. It was then that Lad turned around and I froze. Her eyes that would have been softened toward me the last time we saw each other were now a glazed over ice.



pequno ~ Little one