All bold sections are from the script of the mini-series Tin Man. I didn't want to appear that I was plagarizing, just wanted to fit the script in with my story. No copyright infringement intended or something like that.

"Your son Jeb, still lives."

Cain was startled by a familiar touch. "No." Cain said to Raw as he shrugged him off.

"He lives to honor you, I feel it." Raw insisted and started to place his hand back on Cain's shoulder as if to get a better reading. He got up and turned away.

"You feel too much." He said tersely, Raw recoiled.

Cain had long accepted that his family was dead. When Zero told him that they were still alive, he knew it was a cruel joke to mock him, but when Ralph confirmed that Jeb and Adora passed through his home awhile back, Cain's heart beat with furious excitement as he dared to hope that they were really alive. Once they crossed the gorge, he ran like a wild man through the field calling out to his wife and son, fully expecting them to see them at the cabin Ralph said they would be. The shock of seeing the empty iron suit and then Adora's grave brought him back to reality. As he knelt by his wife's grave, he felt his heart breaking again, the weight of this realization almost too much to bear. He felt DG's hand on his shoulder and knew what he had to do. He closed his heart to anymore hope that he would ever be with his family again; nothing Raw could say would persuade him otherwise. He had a job to do, a promise to keep, so he buried all thoughts of his family and concentrated on the task ahead.

"Come on, let's get a move on." He instructed the group. As they traveled, Tutor was helping DG regain her memories, but she wasn't the only one struggling. Cain's long buried memories of happier times fought their way to resurface.

"Wyatt, did you hear me?"

Cain stopped suddenly, closed his eyes, unable to fight them anymore.

"We're having a baby."

Adora was so excited, but her husband wasn't sure he was ready to become a father so soon. Wyatt and Adora had been married for just 6 lunar cycles when she told him the big news. They were both only 21 annuals, and as a new Tin Man just graduated from the Police Academy, he had the worst schedule and the worst district of the O.Z. to patrol. Wyatt Cain wasn't sure, but the minute he held his newborn son, he felt so much love for this little creature, he knew he was ready. He sang him a silly little song, Adora chuckled, he smiled back at her and gave her a kiss.

"He is so perfect; I want to name him Jeb in honor of my father."…

"Mr. Cain!" He opened his eyes and saw DG walking towards him motioning him to catch up, but Raw took her by the arm and stopped her.

"Let him be," he implored. "He needs to remember too."

Cain started to rejoin the group when he noticed fresh hoof prints and signaled for the rest to hide while he looked for longcoats. While tracking the prints, another memory forced its way out.

"Hold on to the reins son you're doing just fine."

"Wyatt Cain! What are you doing, he is only five annuals!"Adora yelled as she came running into the corral.

"Mother, I'm riding, I'm riding Black Jack all by myself!" Jeb exclaimed excitedly, as he trotted by his parents. Wyatt sat on the fence beaming, proud that his son was riding the huge horse so well, Adora was fearful that he would fall off. Wyatt looked over and put his arms around her to reassure her.

"Sweetheart, he's fearless and he's a natural, don't worry, I wouldn't have put him on the horse if I didn't think he could ride him."

She was still unconvinced so Wyatt called to his son.

"O.K. little man, riding lesson's over, let's give old Jack a rest."

Adora let out a relieved sigh and walked back to their cabin to finish fixing supper. Wyatt followed Jeb back to the stable, helped him off the saddle and the two fed and brushed Jack before heading home.

"Will I be as good a rider as you, father?"

"Oh, I think you will be even better." Wyatt picked up his son, put him on his shoulders and trotted back to the house Jeb giggling all the way…

There were no signs of longcoats, so Cain felt it was safe to continue. Soon they stopped at a fork in the road.

"Which way now?" asked Glitch.

"Well both ways head south," Cain offered.

"Your mother said your memories will guide you DG, let them." Tutor encouraged.

"I don't know, it looks familiar." DG responded.

"Well dig deeper. Remember DG."

As DG closed her eyes to concentrate, Cain's thoughts drifted again.

"All right son, tell me what happened. Wyatt looked at his son, unable to mask his disappointment.

"Your mother tells me you were in a fight, Principal Thomas said you started it, and you've been suspended for two days." Jeb's head was lowered and he remained silent. Wyatt lifted Jeb's chin to look at him. Except for a couple of scratches on his cheek and some bruises on his right hand, he couldn't tell that his son had been in a fight.

"Son, I taught you how to fight to defend yourself, not to pick on kids that are smaller than you."

"He isn't."Jeb answered quietly.

"What do you mean?"asked his father.

"It was Louis Harper. He's bigger than me and he is really mean. He was making fun of Emily just cause she talks funny and can't say some words right."

"Jeb, it was very noble of you to stand up for Emily, but there are other ways to handle a situation before resorting to your fists. You could have gone to your teacher." Wyatt explained.

"But he only does it behind Miss Weaver's back or when she leaves the room. Emily and I tried to tell her, but everybody else is afraid to tell on him. She said we were tattletales and she didn't want tattletales in her class. Emily tried to ignore him, but he teased her so bad today that she started crying. I got tired of him picking on her so at recess I told him to stop, but he just laughed and started making fun of me too. He said I always smell like a horse when I come to school. He pinched his nose, and started galloping around yelling "Jeb smells like a ho-rse, Jeb smells like a ho-rse." Everybody started laughing at Emily and me and I got mad so I hit him. I'm really sorry father, you're always telling me to respect others and I do, but Louis is a big mean bully and he needed to learn some respect too." Jeb had tears in his eyes, his father put his arms around him.

"I see. Wyatt now understood. "Well tomorrow we'll go to Principal Thomas and straighten things out, but you did break the rule about no fighting in school so you'll still have to serve your suspension and I suspect your mother will have a lot of chores for you for the next two days." Jeb shook his head affirmatively and wiped his eyes.

"You're not mad?" he asked meekly.

"No, I'm not, your heart was in the right place and from the way I hear it, he had it coming to him, but you know son, you can always come to me or your mother when things are bothering you, we're always here for you."

"Yes sir," Jeb lowered his head.

As Wyatt got up to leave his son's room, he looked around at all the ribbons and riding trophies he had won in five short annuals.

"So, the big competition is this Saturday right?" he asked.

"I can still go?" Jeb asked back.

"I don't see why not." Wyatt smiled at his son. " Come on, get cleaned up and come down for supper." He turned and started to walk out the door, Jeb called him. When he turned around, Jeb jumped off his bed and gave his father a big hug.

"Thank you."

Cain smiled at this memory especially when he remembered seeing Louis the next day when they went to see Principal Thomas. His left eye was swollen and bruised and it was the biggest shiner Cain had ever seen, he let out a laugh when he remembered that his son had taken on a boy twice his size and bested him.

"That's my boy", he thought, feeling just a bit guilty for thinking that way…

Raw brushed lightly against Cain as he walked past him. "Remembering good things, good sign." He thought. "Heart is healing." Raw looked back at Cain and whispered to himself. "You shall meet him again soon, I know it." as they continued along the road.