A/N not mine, I own nothing but the plot. I also own the phone that I type this on, a dog, two cats, and have a family that drives me up a wall...kids, whatcha gonna do...

Being Loved

The room became silent and tension filled the air. I knew this might be a bad idea, but that flash of hurt and anger came from a different person than expected. Carlos, now know as Ranger had it rolling off of him.

"Your son. He's your son, and your just now finding out about him," he growled out.

"Let it go hermano. At least I've known him for a few years, now I can tell him that he is my real child. I think we'll both be happy," Lester replied.

"No, she should have done the responsible thing and contacted you. Hell, Rachel found me."

"She didn't exactly run in our circles. It's okay, I'm just glad I now know. I've always had a connection with him, and now I understand why."

I watched Carlos nod his head in agreement. I know that I should have told him, but I just couldn't. The guilt I felt welled up in me. I couldn't hold back the sob that tore from my throat. Luke came over and wrapped his arms around me. Lester stood beside us, running his hand up and down my back.

"Shh...Lope, it's okay. I'm not mad, and I know that Nelson won't be either. I know for a fact that he'll be happy about this. I've gotten to know him over the last few years and he's considered me his Dad just as much as I've considered him my son. To know that he really is my child, one that I thought I would never have, makes everything right."

"But you misses so much. Carlos is right, I should have looked for you, especially after I became part if the FBI. I have the clearance," I informed them.

Carlos tensed up when I told them that I had the ability to look into their lives. I could see the anger flash into his eyes. He began to leave the room.

"Carlos, I don't abuse my clearance. I only look into things when it is a direct order. So unless you become a serial killer or rapist, I don't look."

He gave me a curt nod and his shoulders relaxed slightly. I turned around in Luke's arms and gave him a little smile. Lester wiped the remaining tears from my cheeks. The woman that came with them, Stephanie, came in at that moment. She noticed the picture of Nelson on the coffee table and had a confused look start, then a look of recognition when she saw me.

"My Spidey senses always told me he was Lester's son," she stated with a shrug.

My jaw just dropped, Lester and Carlos just shook their heads, and Luke started laughing. I couldn't understand how this woman could be so aware of things that she could pick up on this, while special forces military trained men didn't.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"Don't know. It's almost like how I pick up stalkers at an alarming rate. Which is why we took this impromptu vacation," she replied.

"Stalker?" I asked.

"I collect them like they're going out of style. This one, however, has someone inside Rangeman helping him. Which means I needed to get out of Dodge while Tank and Bobby find them. Hector Lopez is helping too. He's a great hacker and will find out who it is."

"Hector Lopez? You have to be kidding me," I commented.

"You know Hector?" Carlos asked growling.

"He's the sefind best hacker in the world. The Black Queen is number one, I have to know my competition," I said softly.

"I tried to find and hire the Dark Queen, but was unable to do so. She seems to have dropped off the face of the planet," replied a serious Carlos.

"She didn't drop off, she just works legally now for the FBI."

"Could you set up a meeting? I would like to hire her for my company."

"I know for a fact that there is nothing you could offer her to make he leave the FBI."

"How do you know that if I can't make my offer?"

"Because I am her."

The rooms tension ratcheted up another notch. It seems that I need to explain myself a little more to the people in the room. The sun had just barely come up and I was already loaded down with so much. I could see the confusion on everyone but Luke's faces.

Luke invited everyone inti the kitchen for more coffee and we sat at the table and I told them my story. When I was done they had a look of awe on their faces. Stephanie was the one who moved first and hugged me before whispering in my ear.

"I knew there was something special about you. Otherwise our lives wouldn't have crossed paths."

I hugged her back. There was something about the acceptance of this woman that made me feel ten feet tall. She also cut the tension in the room when her stomach growled, demanding to be fed. Carlos laughed. Luke brought out some snacks. We had had breakfast earlier, but it seems that this woman had to eat a bit more frequently than the rest of us.

"If you don't mind me asking, who is your stalker?" I inquired of Stephanie.

"I don't mind, actually, maybe you could help us. We already know that it's my cousin, Dave Brewster. He's been under investigation as a serial killer. So, Ranger wants me out of the way."

"Luke, isn't that one of the cases we're consulting on?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes, I got the file just before we were told to be on stand down," he supplied.

"We can't do much unless the local LEOs invite us in, but I can at least put my magic babies to good use."

I grabbed my laptop and began running a search. I could see what this woman meant to my old friends and I would do anything to help them

"Does the name Morelli mean anything to you?"

"That's my ex's last name, why?"

"Well, he's the one in charge of the Trenton investigation. The chief has requested, neurmous times for him to get us involved, but he keeps refusing. I think there may be a connection there," I let them know.

They sat there in stunned silence. Carlos was tensing up, Lester looked like he could split nails, and Stephanie pale about six shades. Something was really wrong with this picture.

"I'll call the TPD chief and make the arrangements to have your team invited in and Morelli removed from the case," Carlos spat out.

"No, keep Morelli involved. The closer he is to the case the more he is likely to give us without even knowing." Luke continued, "If he is involved, he will give himself away. It looks like he's worked with the FBI before and knows this. Which is why he's refusing our help. Just get them to invite us."

Carlos nodded and left to make a call. I looked at Luke and softly kissed him. I heard Stephanie sigh. I hope that I can help them pull their heads out of their asses before this case ends. They both deserve a little sunshine in their lives.