Was anyone curious as to why Fatch was freaking out so much while he was out in the underworld meeting? Well... I'll explain here. Hopefully you all will like it. Enjoy!

" ... I'm not getting on that thing. "

Fatch whimpered, standing completely ridged and shaking. Dusk stopped walking and looked over at the young prince, immediately looking worried at the others expression. Slowly he walked over to Fatch, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

" Fatch, it'll be ok. We're all right here beside you. Nothing's bad's going to happen. "

" ... I'm not getting on that thing. "

Dusk sighed, turning and finding his family waiting at the top of the steps, looking at him in question. The Ramirez family was on their way to the underworld meeting, and it was only accessible by plane. The problem here was that Fatch hated heights, and the family was having a tough time getting him on the plane. And Dusk didn't want to force him aboard, as Fatch would make a scene. Besides, he hated forcing Fatch to do things.

His father finally seemed to grow tired of waiting and walked over to the duo. He slowly knelt down in front of the prince, grabbing his shoulders and looking him in the eyes. Classic position to talk to Fatch in due to the younger's small stature. Seriously, a totally awesome 18 year old vampire PRINCE, who was only 5'. It was a LITTLE humorous. Not like Dusk would ever tell him that to his face though. That would NOT go over well.

" Fatch, please get on the plane. "

Lucas said softly, smiling brightly.

" We need to get going. "

Fatch didn't move. He seemed to be in a trance even. A terrified trance. Lucas frowned, lightly tapping the child's cheeks in an attempt to snap him out of it.

" Fatch, get on the plane. "

The child's eyes returned to normal, and in fact, they turned into an annoyed glare.

" You can't tell me what to do. "

Lucas and Dusk looked at Fatch in shock, unable to believe what he'd just said. Never ONCE in his life had Fatch spoken to the man in such a way. Had something happened to provoke it...? Well, needless to say, Lucas was less than pleased with his answer. And the vampire king almost NEVER looked infuriated. He glared, looking surprisingly calm despite his clear rage.

" Excuse me young man? "

" You heard me. "

Fatch said calmly, swatting his fathers hands away and crossing his arms.

" I'm 18 now, and you can't tell me what to do anymore. Besides, I'm the one with the house and the money, so I'd say I've more than earned the right to make my own decisions. "

Suddenly the princes eyes went wide, his pupils dilated, and he soon collapsed over the mans knee. Lucas simply stared wide eyed before looking up at Dusk, who's hand was slightly aglow with a light purple shade. Clearly the other had used a sleeping spell. Dusk slowly picked Fatch up and cradled him in his arms, looking calmly at Lucas, who was still in a shocked state.

" Well. "

Dusk said softly, looking down at the sleeping Fatch and gently stroking his cheek.

" That was unexpected. "

" What the heck was that about?! "

Lucas said in a panic, standing up straight and following Dusk over to the plane.

" Why did he go off on me like that?! "

" Well dad, Fatch has had it rough, so he's probably trying to find his own independence since he's 18 now. I think the best you can do for now is not order him around, and hope he gets over it soon. "

" Wow. Uh, that's actually pretty smart kiddo. "

Lucas cooed, slowly sitting down beside his child, who was carefully buckling. Fatch into his seat near the window.

" You know, you've really been a great adult Dusk. Taking care of your siblings and being there when Fatch needs you. I can tell you're a great parent to Thatch. "

Dusk blushed brightly, twiddling his thumbs silently. Lucas smiled, jerking back in his seat a bit as the plane began to take off. And as horrible as it sounded, he kinda hoped the sleep spell placed on Fatch would last until the ride was over. One, he knew the child was afraid of heights and flying on planes, and two, he didn't want the boy to snap at him again. As much a s he loved his child, he didn't want to fight with him right now.

He didn't want to fight with anyone let alone his own child. Fatch had changed so much since he was twelve. He seemed to grow more vicious, and now he was fighting for independence. And in some respect, it was a good thing. An independent child was ideal. Fatch would be able to get as much as he desired out of life. Yet at the same time, it was frustrating as hell. He loved Fatch to death, and he didn't want to fight with him. But he didn't want the boy to treat him as someone who was insignificant. He wouldn't stand for it! If Fatch snapped at him again, he'd stand up for himself. But he just hoped the prince would get better soon.

Turning to Dusk, Lucas was AMAZED to find the other fast asleep, head back and breathing through his mouth. Clearly he was in a content sleep. Lucas smiled softly, shaking his head a bit before looking forward. Dusk had never been good with travel. He always fell asleep so quickly. Lucas envied it a bit to tell the truth. It took him personally so long to fall asleep. Maybe he should go sit by Dawn. At least then he'd have someone to talk to.

Turning, he found her talking happily with Midnight and Marco, and Marco was smiling brightly. Lucas smiled himself, soon looking forward again and sinking into his chair. He decided he should stay here. It wasnt too often Marco looked so happy. And it was truly heart warming to see, especially since Marco had been through a lot for the last six years. And he wasn't going to ruin it right now. He wanted to last as long as possible.

He sighed a bit, realizing this trip was going to be quite silent for him. Especially since Katie, Keira and Kyle had fallen asleep as well. Made sense, as they'd woken up early today. They HAD to be tired. And he wouldn't want to disturb them.

' *sigh*... this... is going to be a LONG trip... '

I hope this chapter was alright. I wish I had posted it earlier though... -_-"