A/N: You know, if I had to choose my favourite male characters ever, Sonny Blackbones would be in this ranking. I love his character, but also I'm intrigued by his relationship with D'Jok's mother. I mean, all we know about them is the fact they were married and she died giving birth. It's always bothered me - we don't even know her name! I've started to think about this relationship more and more and came to conclusion I'd like to know their story because it could be an interesting one. But I remember reading only few fanfictions about them, so it means there's not much people thinking the way I am... so I decided to write a story by myself. I don't know how long it would be or even if I finish it, but I want to give it a try, maybe I'll manage. The title is an obvious reference to 'How I Met Your Mother' show (I am a fan!) but I came up on this idea just because I didn't have any other; I'm not really good in creating good titles, so I suppose it would change at some point.

Some of you may know I'm writing another GF multi-chap, 'To the rescue' with D'Jok/Tia pairing, but I decided to put it on hiatus. I published this story spontaneously and for now I'm out of ideas, I need to think over this story. For now I want to focus on this story and I really hope someone will read it. It would be cool.

I start with a short prologue. Let me know what do you think in a review or PM, I appreciate every kind of feedback. And, if I had any mistakes, let me know too, it still happens to me. Enjoy!

Prologue

Sonny Blackbones was sitting down by a desk in the cabinet in the Pirates' headquarters on Shiloh and looking cautiously at his son D'Jok, who was staring at him back with a weird light in his eyes. The boy seemed to be intrigued but also irritated—there was a vertical frown between his eyebrows. Sonny had known his son for only two months and wasn't sure what did it mean, so he put his elbows on the desk and then leaned down to D'Jok.

'So, uhm,' he uttered and coughed slightly. D'Jok was still staring at him and didn't even flinch what made Sonny feel more uncomfortable. It was a strange emotion—why a sixteen-year-old boy was causing him, the great leader of the Pirates, feeling so awkardly? 'How can I help you, kid?'

D'Jok's eyebrows lifted up, the boy looked kind of offended. 'Kid? Dad, I'm sixteen...' he said in a pugnacious voice.

Sonny couldn't refraind but smiled. He'd found D'Jok only few weeks ago but the kid was so similar to him, Sonny... and his mother but D'Jok couldn't be aware of it. 'Okay,' he said to calm him. 'Sixteen is a serious age,' he added, couldn't stop from mocking him. 'So, how can I help you?'

'I want to know something... not only want, actually, it's something I have to know,' he said in a serious voice and that time Sonny's eyebrows lifted up. What was in this boy's mind? Sonny wasn't much used to being a father but he had a bad feeling.

'And you're sure I'm the best person to answer your question?' he asked hesitantly. D'Jok only nodded. 'So, when a man meets a woman—'

'Oh my God, Dad!' D'Jok cut him off. 'I didn't mean that! You know, I'm aware where babies come from,' he snapped.

Sonny felt relieved but also wasn't sure if that was alright. After all, D'Jok was only sixteen... 'Nevermind,' he said instead. 'What do you want to know then?'

D'Jok thought for a moment, then sighed slightly and said, suddenly looking uncertain and even shy, 'I... I just would like to know how you met Mum. I don't know a lot about her,' he admitted and leaned down his head.

Sonny felt a strange pressure in his heart. He was surprised by that question, he hadn't supposed it would come so fast. But you shouldn't be shocked, a voice appeared in his mind. You should predict D'Jok would like to talk about his mother one day and you're supposed to tell him the truth. He deserves it.

Yeah, that was true—D'Jok deserved to learn out more about his mother. Sonny looked at the boy; he'd never known his own mum, despite he was so like her, Sonny had noticed it just after two months of knowing his son. They both had the same ginger hair, emerald eyes and freckled face...

Sonny gave his son a little smile. 'Alright,' he said, 'but you better make yourself comfortable because it's going to be a long story.'