He stood at the end of the driveway, looking beyond the windows of the house. He saw him sitting on the couch, the back of his head facing the opposite way. It was so distinct, the blonde standing out from the brunettes. He watched as the little boy stood up and all of a sudden snapped his head around. Their eyes met and before he could grab attention to himself, he ran back to his bike at the end of the driveway.
He rode in the darkness, the night seemed endless. All he could think about was the blue eyes that had stared at him. They haunted him every night before he went to bed. Every time he closed his eyes, they were the nightmares that filled his head. All he could think about was those blue eyes. When he looked in a mirror, the reflection he saw back was the blue eyes of his son.
Drowning his sorrows at Jake's that night was a mistake. He took one beer and then another, but the pain didn't melt away. Nobody talked to him and he didn't bother to strike conversation, fearing his anger would come out. He reached into his wallet, and took out the picture that finally made him smile. The blue eyes once again reflected back at him and finally the tears fell. He cried and finally ran out of the bar with the fear that somebody had seen him unravel.
His tears had finally gone and he was scared for the first time in awhile. He thought about one person. Jake Spencer was the boy he dreamed about and the boy he wished was never there. He couldn't go near his son and that was the worst feeling a father could have. He couldn't be a true father to a tiny boy he loved so much and that picture just reminded him of his failure. His 3rd birthday was coming up soon and so much time had been lost. He needed a friend to lean on and not just any friend.
He drove to the Jack's home that night and pulled up to the gate. He walked to the door and went right in, as if it was his own home. He knew only Michael would be home since Carly and Jax were at work, Morgan was at the Yankees game with Sonny and Josslyn was with Bobbie. He walked right to Michael's room and burst the door open. Michael was sitting on his bed doing homework and before he issued one word, Jason said his. Jason said " I have a son and I need your help."