It wasn't that I was worried about her moving away and going to a place where a lot of boys would be. I was fine with that because I trusted her. What I didn't like, what I didn't want to even think about was what would happen to me, when she was gone. With her parents. Mostly her mother. To say the least, I was surprised when James was fine with me dating his daughter, but Claire freaked out. She hasn't said two words to me since she slapped my face, and she hasn't even looked at me. I was okay with it for a little while. I was getting good at ignoring her, and I did all through breakfast like a champ. Janet and I sat next to each other and while I explained to both Kevin and Josh, Kevin understanding better than Josh, Claire glared at me from across the table. When I tried to pay for breakfast, James wanting one last finale meal with his whole family, Claire made a snide comment about my finances, because I bought her daughter a diamond bracelet, and James got in the middle and paid himself. And now, standing in the airport saying our finale goodbyes to her, Claire is back to staring me down. I shot a desperate look to James who had Janet on his lap as they hugged and he sighed patting her back gently. "Okay…say goodbye to him…don't get too mushy. I'm still not use to the idea yet." Janet got off her dads lap and blushed looking to me. James grabbed Claire's arm and pulled her on his lap. She imminently started to whine but he turned in his chair and started rolling away, the kids, Chris and Kevin looking at something on Chris's phone, and Josh too busy with his book, followed blindly sitting down softly on a bench by James's wheelchair. I swallowed hard and turned to Janet who walked to me and tucked her bangs behind her ear. I smiled down at her and cautiously grabbed her hands down at her sides. She looked up at me and smiled laughing.

"I'm sorry about my mom…she's being a world class bitch." I shook my head and shrugged my shoulder casually looking over my shoulder. James was holding the sides of Claire's face, saying something to her. I looked back to Janet and stepped closer, kissing her forehead.

"It could be worse. I could be in a wheelchair like your dad, because of your dad." She laughed under me and I moved my hands to her back pulling her closer to me. Her arms wrapped around the middle of my stomach and her head lay on my chest. "When we were touring back in our younger years, we would make stops every now and then to Texas. There is a small café there, actually pretty close to the university, that we ate at every time we were there. You have to check it out." She nodded against me and I slowly started to rub up and down her back. "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Yeah…" Her voice was quiet and sounded in pain. Like she was upset she had to leave. Maybe because she didn't want to leave me. Maybe I was getting my hopes up.

"If…for some reason you find a guy out there…"

"Kendall please don't…"

"Just listen to me." I pulled her off my chest, held her face and leaned down to her. "If you do find one, and he's nice, and he likes you and he treats you right…" I stopped and looked into her deep hazel eyes. What the hell was I doing? Was I seriously just about to give her permission to see someone else? Would I be an asshole if I didn't? Because what if she meets her real soul mate in school? What if I'm only holding her back? What if she could find better? I felt a tug at my shirt in the back and stood up straight moving one hand to the back of her head, and the other to her small neck. I pulled her up and kissed her with every ounce of passion and love I had in my body. Her hands moved up quick to my own neck and held me. I wrapped my fingers in her straight brown hair and asked with my tongue for entrance to her warm sweet mouth. I licked her bottom lip and she opened her mouth fast getting closer to my mouth. I pushed my tongue inside while we both started to fight for dominance. I of course won, probably because it was too much for her. I knew it was too much for her because her mouth moved away from mine and she gasped quietly. I kissed her left temple and dropped both my hands to her hips squeezing softly. "If you meet a guy, make sure he knows who I am, and make sure he knows if he tries anything, I'm coming down there and kicking his ass." She gasped again and threw her arms around my neck pulling herself up. I wrapped around her back and lifted her off the ground hugging her tight. "Don't let any cowboy with a nice butt in tight jeans sweep you off your feet either." She laughed in my ear but I felt something wet hit my face. She was crying. "And whatever you do, don't spend your time being sad about me being here still. Have fun and live your life, but please be careful." She nodded against me squeezing around my neck tighter. "I'm gonna miss you so much Janet." My neck was kissed as she tilted her head down making me close my eyes.

"I'm going to miss you too, Kendall. I love…"

"Flight 489 to Dallas is now boarding. Flight 489 to Dallas is now boarding. Passengers with seating class A may now board." I gently and softly set her back on the ground and let go of her body. Both her hands went to my face and we looked at each other. I know she was about to say the three words I was certain I would never hear another woman say to me. And the look she was giving me made me think she wasn't ready to say it at all. I was okay with that. I smiled and leaned in kissing her forehead softly, before opening my mouth. She beat me to the punch.

"I love you Kendall." My heart felt like it exploded into a thousand tiny little pieces. She chuckled and got on her tippy toes kissing my lips one last time. "Let me go say bye to my parents one more time." She started to walk past me but I grabbed her arm and kissed her lips.

"I love you too." She grinned wide, grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together and pulled me over to our families.

She never let go of my hand as she hugged her brother. She went to move to her mother and I dropped her hand seeing Claire giving me a death glare. Janet crashed into her, hugging her tight and whispering something in her ear. I turned away not being able to stop smiling and watched James push himself up in his chair. I rushed to him grabbing his arm but he pushed me away. "I'm fine. I want to hug my daughter like a man." I sighed and just as he was falling back on his chair I grabbed his arm and wrapped it around my neck. He sighed but when Janet turned to him she rushed to him. Her arms went around his stomach and he pushed me away again. He held around her softly and closed his eyes kissing her head. "I'm so proud of you sweetheart. I love you so much, and I'm going to miss you." Janet pushed harder into her dad, making him groaned and step back, hitting his chair. I moved forward quick and lowered James into his chair, seeing Claire on the other side helping him sit. James held her still but looked at me. "I'll keep an eye on him for you." I smiled and straightened up looking at Claire. The tension between us was growing and I knew as soon as Janet walked away and went through security, I'd get yelled at and probably hit again. Hopefully James would intervene.

It was hard to watch her walk away. She only had a small carry-on bag and a sweater in case she got cold but without anyone else knowing, she was carrying my heart as well. She had it tucked away, deep down in her soul and I felt safe enough for her to do so. I wanted to desperately run after her, ask her to take care of herself and make sure she came back to me, still in love. But I didn't. I remained standing next to James, with Josh on my hip who was whining about being hot. I continued to watch her as she showed her ticket and ID to the security officer and then walked up to the metal detector. She slipped off her flip flops, put her bag and sweater in the little basket and walked through causing no problem. Her shows were given to her and she grabbed her bag and sweater before turning and waving at all of us. Her mom who I could see out of the corner of my eyes, was crying while being held around the waist by James. James was smiling big, only one tear escaping past his eyes lids. He wiped it quick, and waved laughing. She wiped her face quick before turning and walking as quick as she could. When she was out of our sights I let out a shaky breath and looked to my left side to see Kevin glancing around and then turning up to me. I turned my body, James and Claire and Chris doing the same and Kevin got right up next to me. "So…do I have to call her mom? Or…" I laughed and shook my head adjusting Josh on my hip. He laid his head down and wrapped his arms around my neck.

"No. You don't have to call her anything new except Janet."

"But I thought Janet was our cousin?"

"She is. Your father is a perverted sick fuck." I turned my head quick to see Claire being pushed back by James who was shaking his head up at her. "She's a girl Kendall! You use to babysit her! Were you hot for her when she was 5?!" I carefully and gently set Josh next to his brother and started to walk to Claire. James grabbed my arm hard and stopped me but he couldn't keep me quiet.

"First of all…that's fucking disgusting and you know it! She's not 5 anymore Claire and believe it or not, your daughter came onto me first! Second she makes me happy and I believe I make her happy, so what is the big deal?!" She also stepped forward but James stopped her. Even thought he was in a wheelchair he seemed to have the upper hand on keeping us both apart. "Just like I told James, and you at the hospital, I'm not with her for her body. I'm not with her for her age!" Claire shoved, really hard, James away from her and got right in front of me poking my chest.

"You know why I have a problem Kendall? Because I know what kind of guy you are! I know what you did to Ashley, and I know the real reason you guys divorced!" I raised my eyebrows and crossed my arms over my chest. She narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice considerably. "I know how you treated her Kendall. If it hadn't been for you, and your music and your neglectful asshole ways, she wouldn't have gone to another man. But then again can you blame her? I heard there isn't much there to work with anyway!" She gestured to my dick not like I cared. I knew for a fact I was big. And I knew Ashley and her had been talking shit about me behind my back. Oh well.

"Do you remember when you and James got married and no one but me supported you two!? Do you remember the night you found out you were pregnant you came to my house balling your eyes out because you thought James would leave you?! I have been there for you, since the very beginning! I have supported every single thing you've ever done in your life. Why can't you do the same for me?" Her face fell and her eyes did to, staying on the ground. James wheeled his way over to us mouth open.

"Will you two knock it the fuck off, please? We're in public." I turned to him and breathed out hard taking a few steps away. "What are you taking about? You went to Kendall before me when you found out you were pregnant?" I nodded trying to be an even bigger asshole and he grabbed Claire's hand gently. She pulled her hand out of his and looked up at me, tears in the corner of her eyes.

"You let your marriage fall apart. You took every ounce of my best friends heart and shattered it when she tried to fix things. You don't deserve to be with my daughter. You don't deserve to be happy Kendall because all you do is suck the happiness out of everyone around you because your depressed or whatever you don't have your job anymore. My daughter needs better then you and I will not stop until she finds better then you."

"Claire…" She turned quick ignoring James and walked towards the escalators. Chris, looking to his dad first who nodded after Claire, ran. He called for his mom to stop but she kept going. I stood in complete and utter shock. Was there any truth to what she was saying about Ashley? A little. I did shut her out because I had missed going into the studio and recording and then going on tour but…that wasn't a very good excuse to fuck another guy in our bed. "Dude…what the fuck was she talking about?" I turned to James and shook my head picking up Josh again, who I noticed looked a little pale, and sick looking.

"Dad…I feel sick." I went to feel his head, to see if he had a fever but couldn't. He threw up, all over my neck making it go up down the front of me, and the back. I closed my eyes and held him tight, hearing him crying and let out a shaky breath. Just my luck I guess.