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Chapter 3

Four P.O.V

It's taking a lot with in me not to loose my cool right now. Wanting nothing more than to possibly kill my best friend and partner. The fact that he lied to a important high end client, is one thing. But to say I am a happily married man with a child, is a total other thing. What makes it worst, is our high end Client, Amar, has invited us to a company retreat with our families. The only problem to that is, I don't have a family! I don't do relationships! I don't do kids! The fact that Zeke is also now offering to involve my assistant, Tris and her son, (who is by the way is autistic) into this. What is he thinking? It also isn't helping him when he says "Well, no life is perfect. It may give us credit for having a special needs child to the mix." I feel my waver thinning... any minute now. Wonder if a judge would actually convict me or just thank me at this point.

"Seriously? Did you just say that?" I say instead of implanting violence. He shrugs as his response. I stand up heading for the door. I have one more question before I go. "When is this... retreat? Where?" I ask.

"Spring break. Two weeks. Orlando, Fl." He says. Two weeks, Florida, I'm so fucked. I walk out of his office, not knowing how to proceed. On the one hand getting Tris on board would be most helpful. We can pay her more than fair, and she knows how important this deal is to company. I trust her and I know that she wont stir this company wrong. On the other hand it's a lot to take in, not knowing if her son can handle the stress of traveling, and being around so many strangers. Maybe it would be easier to hire actors. But that would open up a whole can of worms. Tris knows so much about me already and I know a awful lot about her and her son. It would be a no brainier if she was to do it. The choice would have to be left up to her.

I walk slowly back to my office, dreading the conversation that will have to be held with Tris. And soon. I notice she is sitting on her desk, file in front of her as she makes her notes in her note pad. She must be working on my next client. I take the moment to appreciate everything that she does for me. She really does go out of her way to make my life so much easier and lighter. Always prepared and has my back. Of course, I would want her to go on this trip with me. I would trust no one else with the job. It would feel wrong with any one else.

"Tris, I need to speak with you. When you have a minute." I say as I pass her desk. I don't bother to close the door behind me, signaling her to come in when she is ready. I take a seat at my desk preparing myself for the worst. I hope this situation doesn't force me to loose her.

"Four, is everything ok?" She asks. As she closes the door behind her and taking the seat in front of my desk. I notice she is tense, probably worried what I have to say to her. I wish I could somehow comfort her in some way. But I can't, not when I don't know what her answer would be.

"No, everything is not." I say pinching the bridge of my noise. How do I ask this? "Tris, we have a problem." I was cut off by a knock on my door. Zeke peeks in, thankfully he no longer has a goofy look on his face. I love nothing more to smack it off if need be. "What is it, Zeke?" I say in a cold, and hard tone.

"I thought I would come in, and help out. It's my mess, I should be here to help answer any questions or concerns." Zeke says. I can see the guilt on his face, he isn't pleased with himself. I nod and allow him to join us. He closes the door behind him, and take the empty seat next to Tris.

"Would someone like to tell me what is going on?" Tris asks, glancing between both Zeke and I.

"Tris, the reason why I called you in here is because we are in need of your help. You see Zeke here." I say pointing at Zeke. "As managed to get us into a bind. He informed Amar, that I am a happily married man... with a kid." I explain. I pause waiting for her to take it all in. When to my surprise she bust out laughing. She laughs and laughs so hard I see tears escape her eyes. I can't help it, I join in with her. I have never heard Tris laugh so carefree, and deep, it's contagious. Even Zeke joins in, neither one of us know what else to do.

"I'm... I'm so sorry, Four, Zeke. But was Zeke drinking?" Tris asks, still laughing glancing between the both of us. That's actually a good question,it could be. It would make better sense in how I got dragged into this mess.

"It would explain a lot wouldn't it?" I reply.

"So what are you going to do now?" She asks finally coming back to earth.

"Will that's kinda why we asked you in here." All serious now. Tris, Zeke, nor I are laughing anymore. We wait for what seems like minutes for her reaction.

"What?" She says almost little too high. Here we go. "Please tell me you are joking?" I decide to get up from behind my desk and make my way around the desk leaning against it for support in front of her.

"Tris, you know I wouldn't be asking if there wasn't a lot at stack here. I hate having to put you in this situation. Believe me. But you are the only one I trust with all of this. You and I know each other so well already, it just makes sense. Please, Tris." I plead with her. Maybe I should start making those calls for actresses.

"Four. If it was just me... But it's not I have a son, not to mention he isn't like other children. Ethan can have break downs at any moment without notice and in the worst moments at that. Are you sure that's the way you want to go?" She ask me. "Have you really thought this through?"

"Tris, believe me. I trust and want you right there by my side. We will accommodate Ethan any way possible to help him. Anything. And please never think we will never want or accept Ethan. He is always welcome no mater what. He is your son, we care about both of you." For the first time in three years I let her see the truth behind my words, my feelings. She and her son will always be wanted. I take a quick glance at Zeke in hopes that he doesn't take notice to my true feelings. It would be this moment, this one moment that he would pay attention. I will never hear the end of it. "Also if this deal goes through, you will receive a nice bonus check. How does $20,000 dollars sound?"

"Is that a bribe?" She asks.

"Nope. Your bonus for helping snatch a client." I say smiling.

"I don't know. Four, do you even do kids?" Tris asks me.

"I... I... never had much experience. But I'm willing to try." I say. I hope she doesn't see the hesitation behind the truth. The hesitation that has nothing to with her or Ethan. More like the inner demons that tell me I might hurt her or her son one day. Something I would never want to do. But fear I might end up doing.

"Tris. I can tell you this. We will be staying in the Orlando Villas. It's more like a apartment hotel. Each suit has fully stock kitchen, dinning room, and living room. You will have a two bedroom, two bath suit. Which means Four can take one room, and you and Ethan in the other room. No one will suspect anything. Four will promise to keep things civilized and keep it in his pants?" It sounds like a statement for Tris. But as he says it he glances in my direction forming it into a question for me as well. I can't help the eye roll that happens at the sound of his words. Of course, I wouldn't try anything. Seriously?

"Zeke." I glare at him giving him a warning.

"Just saying man. Everyone needs to keep their heads in the game, and leave their second heads out of it." Zeke says as his eyes moves down wards on me, giving the suggestion as to the second head. I will hit him by the end of the day.

I quickly glance at Tris who hasn't said a word and notice her blushing. Wow. That is red.

"If I... If I do this, I need a guarantee that I no mater what I have a job to come back to at the end of all of this." Tris says glancing between the both of us. Of course she would, what makes her think other wise?

"Tris." Zeke begins but I cut him off.

"Tris, listen I know this won't be easy. But of course you will have your job at the end. I wouldn't have it any other way. I would hate to loose you as my assistant." I say meeting Tris' gaze. I see Zeke smirking from the corner of my eyes, and in that moment I know that he knows I have feelings for her. Damn. "So what do you say Tris? Would you be my wife for the week?" I say like trying to make a joke. But no one laughs. Damn.

"Umm... I guess... I... will." She says flustered and smirk. What does that mean?

"Where is the retreat any who?" She asks.

"Orlando, Fl." I answer. "We have a private jet, so it will just be us and Zeke's and his fiance on the plane. Should make things little more easier for Ethan. Right?" Hoping my ideas are on the right track.

"Umm, yea. The less people the better. The more people he is around the more anxious he will become." She says confirming that a private jet would be the best way to travel.

"Ok. If there is anything that you can think of that would help him, let me know ok. I want this to be a great experience for him too." I say. She nods not saying anything else about the subject at hand.

"I better get back to work." She says standing and heading out of my office. I wish I could tell her more... Tell her that here she and Ethan will always be family, here. That she isn't alone. But I cant. Knowing that I have nothing to offer her and her son other than heart ache and physical pain. She closes the door behind her and I take my seat back in my office chair behind my desk. I start getting to work on my computer pulling up files, and reviewing things. I notice Zeke hasn't moved a muscle yet.

"What?" I say not bothering to look up at him.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." He says I can hear the smile he is holding get even wider.

"Will do nothing in your office, I have work to do." I say hoping he takes the hint that I need time to myself to think.

"Ok. Daddy." He says closing the door behind him. JACKASS!

Tris P.O.V

I'm still in shock from the discussion with Four and Zeke. The conversation continues to rerun in my mind. Ethan and I would have to play the part of being Four's family. I would be his wife, Ethan would be introduced as his son.

His son. Up til now Ethan has always been just my son. Sure when Ethan was first born, I had hoped his father would come around. Eventually Ethan would be Our son, or his son. But that time never came, days turned into months and quickly turned into years. Ethan has asked me a few times since this school year started, where his father was. But I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth. He asked me if our family was broken. I just sat him down and explained to him that every family is different, some have both parents, while others have one or even grandparents instead. It doesn't mean we are broken, as long as we stick together and love each other. He seemed to accept that answer. For now. But how can you tell a child that his father wanted nothing to do with him. That his father didn't want to be tied down to a family. That he wanted to run around with God knows how many women instead. Not to mention everything that happened between his father and I. The selfish part of me is glad not to have him in our lives. But the other part of me, wishes Ethan had a father.

Could I do this? Pretend that Four is my husband, subject my son to the hopes of having a father to only find out at the end it was all a lie? Could Ethan cope with all these changes?

The money... $20,000. Is a lot of money, I would be able to buy us a good car and still have some left over for Ethan's college fund. Ethan long dream in life is to become a Paleontologist. Since he could speak, its all he has ever talked about. One of his first words were T-REX, for crying out loud. It wasn't surprising when he said he wanted to dig up dinosaur bones and study them when he grew up.

The more I think about it, I would be stupid to turn down this down. This kind of money, being a single parent, its a no brainier. Right?

I just have to figure out ways to make things go as smoothly as possible, for everyone. I know Four doesn't have experience with kids. It's hard for me at times, and I am use to it. Being a single parent to a special needs child can take a lot out of you. Most times it feels like no mater how much you give, will never be enough.

The end of the work day is nearing, and I am for one glad to have this part of my day over with. But that doesn't mean the day is over for me. Needing to head back to Ethan's school, take him home, changed, and feed him a snack and head right back out. Today is Monday after all, which means Ethan has Karate Ethan at first hated the idea of joining. But after a few weeks, even I saw the improvement with in him. He was able to focus some of his extra energy and it learn how to self discipline. I'll admit at first I didn't believe it myself, when the therapist mentioned it. But she was right, it helps tech the child how to focus and redirect anger and energy. It's been months now since Ethan has had a real full blown melt down. Something I am so thankful for both the Therapist and Karate for.

Flash back

Six months ago

I sit at my desk, its just another morning for some people. Just another morning coming into work. Just another morning like nothing bad has happened. But for me I cant seem to cover the bruises, or the cuts that are on me. I know someone will notice and think the worst. They would never understand.

"Good morning Tris." Four says passing by my desk. I close my eyes and hope he doesn't look at me. But that I hear the gasp of horror. "Tris. What happened to you?" Four has stopped dead on his tracks when he saw me. Out of all the days.

"Four, it's nothing really." I began to say.

"Did someone do this to you? Who put their hands on you?" Four had said concern written all over his face.

"No one." I said quickly.

"Your lying. Why are you protecting this person?" Four said greeting his teeth.

"Four." I take a deep breath. "Ethan had a meltdown last night. He was upset started to throw things around, I was in the way." I said forcing the tears back. As a mother, you don't want to face that you might be failing your kids. This behavior, although out of his control, still stings. Feeling helpless, we are on so many waiting lists for help but there aren't enough behavioral therapist to help the growing population.

"Tris, come on." Four said gently guiding me into his office. We've only touched each other a few times, a few by accident, a few grazes here and there. Each time it never fails, the sensation of energy that shoots through my body from his touches. "Take a seat. Now talk to me. What is going on?"

I explained to him, it's normal for a child to have meltdowns. Ethan was highly upset and was unable to calm himself. I was going in on him to force a bear hug when he started to reach for things, anything to throw and ripe apart. It happens. Four took notice the pain hidden in my eyes, he rubbed circles on my back trying to comfort the hurt and failure I felt at that moment.

"You know you can let your self be in pain. It's just you and me here." He had told me. Just those little words, meant so much to me. It isn't easy not having any one to lean on. I wanted to tell him, this was nothing. That I have endured worst through the hands of Ethan's father... That this is a small price to pay. But I won't. This is something that no one needs to know. No one other than me.

That day Four insisted on letting me go home and rest for the rests of the day, with pay.

Flash end

I walk over to Four's office door only stopping to knock. "Come in." I hear from behind the door, so I do. I slowly open the door, and walk in closing the door behind me.

"Tris, everything alright?" Four asks placing his pen down, giving me his full attention. "Have you changed you mind?" He says with concern on his face.

"Oh no nothing like that." I say and watch his eyes light up. Is he excited? No.

"Honestly I don't know what I would do if you didn't." He says with relief.

"But.. before we go on this trip I was wondering if you can spare some time? It would just be easier for Ethan if he is recognizes you and is little comfortable with you. Verses having so many new faces and sharing living space with a strange man." I explain. "Would that be ok?"

"Of course. If that would help, I have no problems with that. I was telling you the truth, anything that will make this easier for you or Ethan... I'm on board. What do you suggest?" He asks.

"Oh nothing big... Maybe dinner at my place, or meeting at a park or something." I suggest.

"Ok. How about dinner tomorrow night and than we can meet up at a park over the weekend?" Four suggests.

"Ok. That sounds great." I say with a smile. Shit. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, Four." I say heading back out of the office.

"Night Tris." Four says.

I hope to update another chapter by Feb 14th lol. I'm hoping to keep up every two days, alternating between this one and Back to Abnegation. But we shall see.