Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or any related characters. However, I do own any OC's in this fic.

A/N: Yes, normally for those of you who are familiar with writings know that these appear in the bottom but not this time. This is a sequel to my fic Thing's Change and I just want to let you know you may want to read that one first before reading this just to know who's who and how who's related to who etc.

Parent- noun; origin; Latin

A mother or father.

Someone who loves a child

and gives their all for him or her.

A person willing to fight

for their child.

"Daddy!" Kyle yelled while running down the entry hall and into the study where his father was.

Oliver looked up from his IBM Notebook computer and saw his hyper active son standing in the study, rocking back and forth on his feet. Oliver couldn't help but chuckle at his son. "What?" He asked him.

"Um..." Kyle paused as he processed his thoughts in his nine year old mind. The child looked at his father and smiled. "When is Lilly going to get here?"

Oliver glanced at the clock on the laptop screen. "Hopefully soon." Oliver smiled. It was the smile that had been appearing on his face for two reasons. One, he loved his son. Kyle was his world, to think that five years ago he didn't know he even existed! It wasn't until social services brought him to his front door that he knew Kyle existed much less was his son. The second reason was the fact that the thought of Lilly had entered his mind. He was head over heels in love Lilly Truscott, the girl he knew in high school, lost touch with during college, then met up again with her in a supermarket five years ago only to have a huge fight with her and then not see her again for another few years. They got together at their ten year high school reunion only a month and a half ago.

A pout formed on the young boys face. He loved Lilly, as a friend and the mother figure in his life. He knew his mother when he was young, but he didn't remember her. He was moved from a small city in New Jersey to Malibu California when he was only four years old. He had no idea what was going on at the time and he didn't know who Oliver was. He was silent for a while after moving in with is father.

Things sure had changed since then. Oliver remembered when Kyle first moved in with him. He couldn't get a word out of him. It was Lilly who was able to at least get him to smile. Now, Kyle was a hyper-active third grader and it was all Oliver could do to keep him still for five minuets. The kid was always on the move and was a little chatter box.

Oliver smiled and laughed to himself as he looked at the expression on his son's face. "Don't make that face, I'm sure Lilly will be here soon!" He exclaimed. He grabbed Kyle and hoisted him on his lap and started tickling him. Soon the doorbell was heard through the happy screams of Kyle. He jumped off of his father's lap and ran out of the study and turned the corner. He stopped at the front door.

"Who is it?" He asked.

The person on the other side of the door smiled. She recognized the voice. "It's me, Lilly." She answered. Kyle beamed with joy and flung the door open.

"Lilly!" He exclaimed and hugged her around the waist. He was always happy to see her again.

"Hey kiddo!" Lilly greeted him back. She closed the door behind her and came down to his level and gave him a hug as Oliver appeared in the front hall. Lilly stood up and saw him.

"Hey Lilly-pad." He greeted her with a peek on the lips.

"Gross!" Kyle exclaimed as he saw his dad kiss Lilly. Oliver chuckled at him and remembered when he thought kissing was gross.

"What?" Lilly asked, "You don' t like it that your daddy and I kiss?"

Kyle looked at her. "Well, it's not that I don't like it, I think it's gross." He replied.

Oliver smiled at him as he placed his arm around Lilly's shoulders. She leaned into him. "You'll feel differently about it in a few years." Oliver told him.

"I doubt it." Kyle replied in a know-it-all voice.

Oliver chuckled at him. He was an entertaining child who always kept a smile on Oliver's face. "Why don't you get a game for all of us to play?" Oliver asked him.

Kyle's face instantly lit up with excitement. "Can we play Dippy Dippy Dolphins?" He asked as he jumped up and down in the spot that he was standing in. "Please?" He begged.

Lilly laughed at him and Oliver smiled. "Of course!" Oliver told him.

"Yippy!" Kyle exclaimed. He tore down the hall and to the stairs where he ran up to his room to retrieve the game.

Oliver turned to face Lilly. He was going to kiss her again when he heard the door bell ring again. He groaned in frustration. If it wasn't one thing, it was another preventing him to have time with his girl. He rolled his eyes and turned to the door. He opened the door and there stood a man wearing suit.

"Mr. Oliver Oscar Oken?" The man asked him.

"Yes." Oliver replied. He was confused. Why was there a man wearing a business suit standing on his porch who knew his name?

"Here you go." The man handed Oliver a large envelop. Oliver took the envelop from the man. "Just remember, don't shoot the messenger." The man turned around and walked away.

Oliver closed the door and looked at the envelop in confusion as Kyle came running back into the main hall with the box for Dippy Dippy Dolphins in hand. He stopped when he saw the look on his father's face.

"What is it?" Lilly asked him as she came towards him.

Oliver opened the envelop and pulled out a set of papers. "It's... it's a court summons." He answered.

A/N: I am going to attempt two fics here! Who knows how this is going to end! Anyways, please review! I'm so sorry, it's taken me so long to get around to posting the sequel here! But here it is! Better late then never right?