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John arrived at the house Morgan lived in with her son. He knocked on the door and waited. He looked around the little suburb he had been to many times, but never quite took notice of it until now. It was a nice neighborhood and it was a beautiful day.

As his back was turned, Morgan answered the door.

"Hello, John."

He turned around and Morgan gave him a hug. She then ushered him into the house.

"Come on in. Roger is very anxious to see you."

"He is, is he? Why should this visit be any different from all my other ones?"

Morgan just shrugged.

"Roger, your visitor is here!" Morgan called up the stairs then turned to John, "I'll be in the office finalizing plans for tomorrow. Just give a shout if you need anything."

"Okay. Thanks, Morgan."

Soon a gangly teenager came running down the steps.

"Hi, John!" Roger said as he ran over to the man and gave him a hug.

"Hey there, Rog," John replied, returning the hug. "Excited for the party?"

Roger was turning 16 and John had been an integral part of his life for as long as the boy could remember.

"I sure am! Can't wait for it," the teenager replied.

"Good, it should be a blast. So, why am I here now? The party isn't until tomorrow."

"You had asked what you could do for me for my birthday and I've finally decided what I want."

"And what is that?"

"You said it could be anything, right?"

"Yep, within reason, you only turn 16 once."

"I want you to tell me about my father."

John had to take a moment to let the shock of the request wear off. He lowered his head.

"You're sure about this?"

Roger nodded eagerly. "Yes, positive!"

John had hoped this day would never come. He still wasn't sure what he would tell the boy.

~ "You should have warned me." ~ John sent to Morgan.

~ "About what?" ~ Morgan replied.

~ "He wants to know about his father." ~

~ "Oh!" ~

"Stop talking to my mom, John, it's rude."

"What? I wasn't ..."

"Yes, you were. I know that telepathy look when I see it."

"Okay, okay. You got me."

The kid may not have broken out ... yet, but he was well aware of who and what his Mom and John were. Morgan had thought about not telling Roger about The Tomorrow People, but, after a talk with Marla, decided it would be best to just be open about it from the start.

The only thing she kept from him was who exactly, in his life, was one. She figured that would be the safest option for everyone involved. They still lived under a threat of Jedikiah's enemies. As the years passed, the threat lessened, but Morgan was always on guard.

Of course, the kid, being Jedikiah's son, highly suspected who was and who wasn't. He was mostly right. He hadn't quite figured out if Astrid was a Tomorrow Person or not. Her closeness to Stephen and John made him think that she was. Then again, with others, he was sure she was not.

"You really want to know about your father?"

"Yes, I really do. I have bits and pieces of who he is, but I want the whole picture and my Mom said you were the best one to give it to me, so please!" Roger was almost on his knees begging the man to share what he knew.

"Okay, I'll tell you about him ..."

"Yes!"

"But not until next week."

"Awww, why then? Why not now?"

"Stop whining. It's because I don't want you to be distracted and a 16th Birthday is a pretty big distraction."

That was partially true. The other part, the biggest reason, is that John needed the time to prepare ... to figure out what exactly he would tell him.

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The next day, John attended Roger's 16th Birthday party. It was a small event with a few of Roger's closest friends and his family, which included Morgan (obviously), Stephen and Luca. Cara and Astrid also attended.

At one point during the party, John was standing against the wall just staring at Roger. He was hardly moving, so Stephen walked over to check on him.

"Hey, John, what's up?"

"What do you mean? Nothing's up."

"You haven't moved from this spot for a good five minutes now and you've been staring at the Birthday boy the whole time. What's going on?"

~ "He wants me to tell him about his father." ~ John sent to Stephen.

"Oh," Stephen grimaced then walked away.

~ "Good luck with that." ~ Stephen sent to John.

~ "Yeah, thanks." ~

John shook his head and told himself to forget about that for now and just enjoy the party, which he did ... for the most part.

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After the party, John continued to worry about what to tell the boy. Should he tell him the whole truth? Morgan told him he could do that. It's why she wanted him to talk to Roger, so he would know the truth.

~ "Hi, Marla. If you're not busy, could I talk to you tomorrow?" ~ John sent.

~ "Sure, I'm free around 2. Meet me at the noodle bar." ~

~ "See you then." ~

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Over the years, Marla had been a great help to John in how to deal with the boy. He consulted her most when little Roger was a toddler. Although once the boy reached a certain age, John wasn't needing her as much and could rely on his own experiences.

As he neared their meeting place, John worried that she wouldn't be able to help him. Then he started to think maybe he shouldn't involve her, but she was the only person he knew of that could offer any kind of advice for this situation.

John entered the building and froze. He was just about ready to turn around and leave, when Marla spotted him.

"John! Over here."

"Hello, Marla. It's good to see you, again."

"It's been awhile. I was starting to think you didn't need me any more," she teased.

"Me too, but something new has come up."

The waitress came over and took their order then left.

"What's going on?"

"It's Roger ..."

"I suspected that. He's usually the reason you call me."

John glanced around the restaurant before continuing. "He wants me to tell him about his father."

"Oh, hmmm ... you knew this day would come."

"Yes, and I've dreaded it from the moment Morgan asked me to be a part of the boy's life. How can I tell him about his father? I barely understand the man myself, but have come to terms with him. I don't know how any good can come from telling him anything about Jedikiah."

"The boy needs to know who his father was ... warts and all. It will help him grow."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes, sons always need to know their father and it's best that they know the truth. It helps them become better men."

"But how?"

"By learning from him. Even in death, Jedikiah can teach his son. Just tell him the truth."

"I don't know if I can do this."

"Well, this is a difficult situation, but you will get through it. I'm sure of that."

"Yeah, I know I'll survive ... but will our relationship?"

Then it struck John. That was another aspect of this that he feared. He just hadn't realized it until saying it out loud.

"Will he still want me to be part of his life once he knows everything? Once he knows my part in it all? What I've done?"

Marla saw the fear in John's eyes. She reached across the table, held his hand and said, "That is in the distant past. Yes, he may initially run away from you, but, with how important you are to him, it shouldn't last long. He knows who you are now and that's what matters most. You are not the same person as you were then. He can even learn from your experience, if you share it with him."

John didn't respond.

"You can do this. I have faith in you."