Who's sobbing her eyes out because Shadowhunters is over? Me. I know this is a Riverdale story, but before we even begin with the new chapter, I would just like to say thank you so so much Shadowhunters. This show changed my life. I'm not even kidding. I'm crying as I write this note. Feel free to share it if you will, but... Shadowhunters really changed me. As a writer, as a human, as a person. A chunk of my heart went to that show. I love it with all of my heart. I still have hope though. I am not one to give up at all. Please, please, please do anything and everything you can to help get Shadowhunters a season 4. I just emailed HBO and Hulu and The CW. Begging. We'd all love the diverse and beautifully created show back. I mean, season 4 could have had Dark!Magnus, Maia and Bat relationship, and Asmodeus as the main villain. Please, please, please tweet out and make noise!

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Shadowhunters will always be my favorite show and I will never ever find anything else that compares. Nothing has made me happier. Nothing ever will. I am a shadowhunter. And I'm glad I discovered a show that shaped me. I hope that you enjoy this new chapter.

Four Years Later...

Tia walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She sighed with a smile on her face. She walked down the steps and into the main room where her husband was reading a book. James looked over at him and smiled. He removed his glasses and walked over to his wife. "Did he go down this time?" he asked.

"Yes. But only after five tales about his heroic father." Tia said, sitting beside him and putting her legs on his lap. James proceeded to rub his hand against her thigh.

"I thought we were trying to teach him discipline?" the former king asked.

"We were. We were. But I can't say no to that adorable man on his birthday. I mean look at him! He walks around and talks like he's five already. And he just turned four!" the former queen said with a wide smile.

"He's growing up fast."

"It certainly brings a smile to my face."

The two moved in closer to kiss but then there was a light knock at the door. Tia smiled even wider. James rolled his eyes at her, pressing two kisses to her nose and walking over to the door. He opened it with a smile. A man walked inside, a huge cloak covering his body and a hood over his face. Tia closed the door and smiled, seeing the man remove what was hiding him. The snow slowly melting off of the cloak and the fabric.

"Hello Tom." Tia said, walking over to her and hugging him.

"Hello mother." Tom replied.

Tia loved hearing Tom call her mother. They close like that all because of Kathy. James walked over to his son in law and hugged him. "How is everything?" James asked.

"The kingdom is peaceful once again, thank goodness. But the search is continuing for Edgar. I've received some tips from some of the poorer regions of the kingdom. They think he resides in the mountains." Tom explained. "I'll be sending a battalion to search there later this month."

"And the spindles?" Tia asked as she poured Tom a cup of tea.

Tom took the cup and smiled at her. "All burned. I've outlawed them until Kevin's nineteenth year. I know that making thread and sewing will be longer and more difficult. But the kingdom understands that this is only fitting until our only prince is safe. And speaking of, how was my little boy's birthday?"

"It was excellent." James said. "I went to the village the other day and picked up all of the toys and books that he wanted. He enjoyed the pie that Tia baked and the dinner that I made."

"His face lit up with excitement." Tia said with a smile.

Tom nodded. He couldn't lie when he said that he was a bit jealous that his in laws could spend all of this time with his son when he couldn't see him for his own protection. But Tom understood that. Tom reached inside of his cloak and pulled out a small present. He handed it to Tia.

"Here. It's for him. I know that you said he likes llamas so I had one of my best servants make it for him." he said.

"I'm sure he'll love it Tom." Tia said, taking the box from him and setting it down.

"And speaking of love… how… how are you in that department?" James asked with a grin.

Tom rolled his eyes playfully and chuckled. "I um… I actually… I've actually been seeing someone."

"You have?" Tia asked. "That's amazing! That's great! So, who… who is she?"

"Do you remember at the christening when Queen Sierra gave me that look. Well, she recently just left her husband. He was thrown out of her palace and her kingdom for being mentally abusive towards her for years. He only stopped to not stress the baby." Tom explained. "She came to me about three months ago. Looking for comfort. I've been helping her raise her daughter Josephine and then… one thing when to another and now… I am courting her."

"Oh Tom! That's wonderful!" Tia said. "Sierra is such a lovely woman. I loved seeing her."

"She's wonderful. And this will help you with the father aspect as well. You might be able to get this with Kevin, but maybe with Sierra's daughter." James said. "And speaking of which… Kevin should be in deep sleep right about now. Would you like to see him?"

Tom smiled widely and nodded. James pressed a kiss to Tia's nose as he led Tom up the steps. He walked over to Kevin's door and smiled. He opened the door a bit to see the four year old sleeping soundly in his brand new bed. James smiled and offered Tom to go inside. Tom pushed the door opened. He smiled, seeing his infant son. He kneeled down beside his son and smiled at him. It had been an entire year since he had seen him last. And he was still the perfect mixture of him and his mother. Tears filled Tom's eyes. He moved over and pressed a kiss to his son's forehead.

"Time's flown hasn't it sweetheart." Tom whispered. "Happy birthday my little prince."

Kevin shuffled in his sleep, making Tom jump back. But Kevin just murmured in his sleep. "And daddy… is the best daddy… in the whole wide world… right?" he murmured.

Tom chuckled. He leaned down and kissed his son's cheek again. "Your daddy will see you soon. I love you sweetheart." Tom stood up and walked back over to the hall, closing the door behind him. "I must take my leave."

"Understandable." James said. "Be careful out there Tom."

"Only if you protect my boy."

"Always Thomas. Always."

Fourteen Years Later...

Tia had been sitting in the garden, slowly sewing up a special present for her beautiful grandson. His birthday wasn't for another six months, but Tia wanted her present to be extra special. Something be fitting for an upcoming prince. And speaking of prince, Tia looked up from her work and around her. Where was her grandson?

"Kevin?" she called out.

"Up here Grandma." called her grandson.

Tia looked up and saw her handsome man in front of her. Kevin had certainly grown up. He had the physique of his mother, lean and his father and mother's short brunette hair. And he miraculously got his mother's green eyes. Kevin looked down at his grandmother from the ladder he was standing on.

"Oh good gracious!" Tia yelled, putting down her sewing tools and getting up from her chair. "I thought that you were in the cabin with your grandfather!"

"I was. But he needed a few apples for the pie he's making. And speaking of." Kevin said, holding his finger out. He picked up a plump and beautiful apple from the tree and jumped down from the ladder. He landed on the ground, somersaulted over to his grandmother and held out the fruit to her. "Happy birthday grandma."

Tia sighed. "Thank you sweet child."

"You are welcome. Now, hows about we get you back inside. The day is almost over and it'll be cold, cold, cold out here." Kevin said, taking his arm out to take his grandmother's.

"Kevin. It's still summer. You are so overprotective."

"I'm overprotective?!"

Tia joked at her grandson's humor. He was right. She definitely was way more protective over the young prince. Mostly because of the curse. But she would never tell him that. It was for his own protection. If something happened to Kevin now after all these years of safety and all those years of King Tom searching and searching for the prince, she would never forgive herself. She'd probably jump off of a mountain from the guilt she's feel. Tia faked a smile and pressed a kiss to Kevin's cheek. Kevin walked her inside of the cabin.

"Grandpa, question." Kevin called as he shut the door.

"Before you ask, did you bring those apples?" James called, adjusting the cap on his head.

Kevin walked over and pulled five huge and beautiful apples from his cloak pocket. James took them and set them down. "Now, if I may continue. Who is more overprotective? Me or Grandma?"

"Me." James said, seriously and jokingly.

Tia and Kevin both laughed in unison. Tia sat down and leaned against the couch. Kevin walked over to her and pressed a kiss against her forehead. James smiled, looking at how sweet and caring his only grandson was to his beautiful wife. He thought that he would be able to share this moment with his son in law, but fate had different options. But it would be another six months until Kevin's curse would never come true and he could meet his father and not just hear stories about him.

"Don't fall asleep yet birthday girl." James called. "Your soup is almost done."

"It's your favorite. Tomato basil." Kevin added with a smile.

"Well, just tomato. Our basil plant dried up from the summer heat." James said.

"Oh." Tia said. "Well that's alright. I don't mind as long as we use black pepper."

"What? No, no, no, no, no." Kevin added. "This is your birthday. You deserve something nice, especially after all the birthdays that you've given me. I can find some more basil. Or maybe some basil seeds."

"And how would you know where to find basil." James asked

"Not in that village I presume. You know how we feel about you going out on your own." Tia said. "It's dangerous."

"No, not the village. I am still your very obedient grandson. No, when you send me off to get berries, apples or tree sap, there's a bunch of basil plants and other fruit plants." Kevin explained.

"By the river?" Tia asked, sitting up and pulling the throw blanket, that Kevin had made, across her chest.

"Yes. By the river."

"Then I know exactly what he's talking about. Let him go James. It's not that far."

James looked over at them. "Tia…"

"You cannot say no to me old man. It's my birthday." Tia said, cutting him off with a wide smile on his face.

Kevin smiled, leaned closer to his grandmother so that their faces were pressed together. "Can't say no Grandpa."

James sighed loudly. He hated being double teamed by both his wife and his grandson. He could never ever say no. James walked over and kissed his wife into silence. He pulled away and pulled up his son's hood so that it covered his face.

"Be careful." he said. "Take my basket, it'll hold more."

"You were right. You are the most overprotective." Kevin said. "I'll be back soon."

"You better or I'm coming right after you." James said, making his grandson laigh.

"Bye!" Kevin called as he walked out of the door.

Tia chuckled as James walked back over to her. "Oh stop that face."

"I won't stop that face. If something happens to him-"

"Nothing will. We're deep in the woods. No one except maybe a bunny or two will see him. You need to stop your adorable fussing."

"I'm a king. It's what I do." James said, wrapping his arms around his wife's waist. "So… I'm an old man now?"

"Always have been."

"An old man could never make you feel as good as I do."

"Then prove it."

And with that James whisked Tia over his shoulder, swinging her around gently as he walked towards their bedroom.

It wasn't often that Kevin got the opportunity to roam around the woods. As James had stated, half jokingly and half dead serious, they were overprotective as hell. They wanted to keep him safe in every aspect. It honestly annoyed Kevin. But he loved them so much that he had gotten used to it by the time he turned ten. Kevin walked through the woods, humming wonderfully to a song that Tia had taught him. She told him that it was his father's favorite song. So it slowly became his favorite. He wanted to be as close to his father as humanly possible. He loved and adored his father. All the stories he were told were about how he was so kind, heroic and sweet to everyone. How badly Kevin wanted to be his father. He was raised by his grandparents. He never knew the real reason as to why he could never meet his father, but it was something along the lines of keeping Kevin safe. Kevin was slowly humming the song, and then he slowly started to sing along to lyrics that he knew by heart.

He sung, slowly moving from away to his family terrority of his cabin and towards the woods to where he would become closer towards the river. Kevin sung his heart out, spinning around and jumping from rock to rock. The birds seemed to love Kevin's song and they flew around to him, singing the song that he was singing. The younger man chuckled, moving his hand over to take one of them in his hand.

"Hello beauty." he said to the birds.

The birds whistled at Kevin. Kevin laughed happily at them. The birds flew away from the young man. Kevin continued to sing as he walked over towards the river. He smiled, walking over. As he did, he started to hear the low sound of crying. Kevin stopped as he did, looking over around the woods. He had never really heard any kind of crying before when he roamed the woods. It sounded genuine. Almost fearful crying, which Kevin knew from when his grandmother would cry out of her nightmares. Kevin put down his basket and slowly started to approach to crying that he heard. He made his way across the wood, looking for the crying. As he did, he heard a sniffle. That was close to him. Kevin set down his basket and slowly approached where he heard the sniffle. Behind a huge oak tree. Kevin walked over and saw a small boy, crouched in a ball and sobbing into his knees.

Kevin slowly approached the crying boy. "Hello there." he called. The little boy looked up at Kevin. His eyes widened, seeing the person that had just approached him. He seemed to back up into a the tree. Kevin held his hands out. "Don't, don't be afraid of me. I won't hurt you."

"My brother tells me not to speak with strangers." the little boy said in a low voice.

"Well neither am I. My grandparents tell me that I should speak with strangers and that I shouldn't trust them." Kevin said. "But I don't think we're strangers if we introduce ourselves. I'm Kevin."

The boy looked at Kevin for a while before responding. "I'm Ricky."

"Ricky. I like your name. What are doing out here?"

"I'm… I'm… I was with my big brother. We were on his horse and I wanted to walk around while he was resting. I walked a little too far and then I couldn't find him… or his horse. And now… I don't know where my brother is."

Kevin sighed. "Well, maybe I can help you."

Ricky looked up, his tears dripping down from his eyes and down to chin. "You… you know my brother?"

"I may not know him. But I can help you find him." Kevin held out his hand. "I won't bite."

Ricky slowly moved away from the tree and took Kevin's hand. Kevin smiled, standing up with him. He walked away from the tree with Ricky. "How about you tell me about about your big brother. Maybe that will get your mind off of how upset you are."

"O-Okay." Ricky said, sniffling, "His name is Joaquin."

"He sounds like a great big brother."

"He is! He's always trying to protect me and make sure that I'm happy! Even though he leaves our cottage a lot so that he could in the night, he's always making sure that I'm okay. He cooks the most delicious food for me, brings me the books that I want to read. Joaquin is the best person in the world!"

"He sounds like a great big brother. What does he look like? Maybe that way I could recognize him if he come across him."

Ricky's eyes seemed to light up at that. "Oh! My brother's is very tall, a bit taller than you! And he has the brightest blue eyes! Like ice! He got his eyes from my mom. I got my dad's eyes. Oh, and Joaquin had long silky hair. Blacker than black."

"Blacker than black?" Kevin repeated with a smile.

"Blacker than black." Ricky repeated.

"Well I would very much love to meet your big brother. Hopefully we can find him in the woods."

"But it's so big."

"Not really. You know, I used to think that it was big as well. But if you realize looked around, you realized that it's not big at all. There are many different paths that would lead you home. And if you can't find one… make your own."

Ricky nodded. He followed Kevin as he continued walking. Kevin looked down at him. Ricky looked up at him. "You know, you're extremely nice. How come I've never seen you before?"

"What do you mean?" Kevin asked.

"I go into my village a lot with Joaquin. And I've never ever seen you before."

"Oh um… I don't live in the village."

"Are you from one of the different kingdoms?"

"No. No I'm not. I live out here in the woods."

Ricky's eyes widened. "That is so cool! I'd love to live out here. Just me and Joaquin."

Kevin laughed at that. He looked out and saw a blonde blur in the background. He stopped walking. As he did, Ricky looked over at him. Kevin listened, hearing a faint voice calling out: "Ricky?! Ricky where are you? Ricardo?! Ricardo!?"

"Hey Ricky." Kevin called to smaller man. "You said that Joaquin was on a horse right? Well, what color is your brother's horse?"

"It's a blonde stallion horse." Ricky said.

"Is that it right there?" Kevin asked.

Ricky looked over to where Kevin was looking and smiled widely. That must of been Joaquin's horse. Ricky cupped his hands over his mouth and screamed out: "Joaquin! Joaquin, over here!"

The blonde blur turned around and Kevin saw the face of the blonde horse. It's rider on the other hand, was the one that he wanted to look at. Ricky could not have described how beautiful that man was. His cheekbones stuck out beautifully and his bright blue eyes looked almost exotic. Like the things he read in his novels. The man, Joaquin, smiled widely and snapped the reins of his horse. He came rushing over as fast as he could. The man stopped his horse, jumped off and ran over. Ricky pulled away from Kevin's hold and ran over to his big brother.

Joaquin grabbed him and swung him in the air while hugging. "Oh thank God!" he cried, setting him down and kneeling down to his level. "What did I tell you about running off? Maldita sea. I was scared that something happened to you."

"I'm okay Joaquin." Ricky said. "And you know that. Estoy bien."

"Good. Now." Joaquin stood up to look at the man in front of him.

And he was shocked. The man was incredibly beautiful. His brunette hair dripped looked so curly on top and his skin was beautifully light. Joaquin swallowed some of the saliva in his mouth. God, now he couldn't form words. This man was so… different. Ricky noticed his brother's silence. Ricky smiled, taking his hand and moving him towards Kevin.

"Joaquin, this is Kevin." Ricky said.

"Oh. Um." Joaquin said with a smile. "Hi. I'm Joaquin's. This little guys older brother."

Kevin smiled. Kevin gave Joaquin a small little head bow. "I'm Kevin."

Joaquin forced a smile. "Um… I uh… um. Thank you for helping Ricky."

"Oh no worries. No worries at all." Kevin said with a smile. He moved to get something, but he turned around.

Joaquin noticed his searching. He picked Ricky up, despite his protests and set his brother down onto the saddle. Joaquin walked over to Kevin. "Are you missing something?"

"Oh um… yeah… I had a basket. I was going to collect basil for my grandparents. And now I don't know where I left it."

"Let Joaquin help you." Ricky said, shoving his brother by the shoulder closer to Kevin.

Joaquin turned over and gave his brother the shut the fuck up or I'll shiv you look. He turned over to apologize for his brother's actions but he noticed that Kevin was smiling widely. Almost excitedly. Because Kevin didn't really have friends. He was already happy with helping and meeting Ricky. And now with this beautiful man in front of him, he was ecstatic to have him spend a moment with him. Joaquin gave the beautiful man a smile.

"I could… I could help you find your basket. And your um… your basil if you want." Joaquin said.

"I'd appreciate that." Kevin said with a happy little jump. He turned around. "I think that I left it this way."

Kevin started to take off, skipping along as he walked. Joaquin turned over to Ricky. Ricky was smiling widely as his big brother. "He is attractive, is he not?" Ricky asked.

"Oh shut it." Joaquin said, taking his horse's reins. "He's beautiful."