Sorry about the cliffhanger last time . Hope this makes up for it. BTW, I have set up a website for this and other stories. I have decided to turn my DC series into a chronicle. It is called The DC Chronicles. You can find it and my wiki for the series on my profile in up coming weeks.

Bryn and Sig had just sat down to eat when the phone rang. Bryn sighed and excused herself. She went into the living room to answer the hone. It was her aunt, Dana. They spoke for a few minutes and then Bryn hung up the phone.

"Okay, so we have a slight problem," she said as she reentered the kitchen.

"Oh? And what would that be?"

"My parents, well my mother to be exact," she said.

"What about her? Is she okay?" Sig asked, obviously concerned.

"She's fine, and apparently they are on their way here."

"This is bad, why?" he asked.

"Well, Daddy won't be a problem, its Mom I'm worried about," she said, "You see, Mom and I used to be close, really close, we were best friends. That ended when I became pregnant. It was like I was a criminal. Also, she's not very keen on me dating anymore, so just a warning to you, she's probably not going to be very nice."

Sig was just about to reply when the front door opened and two people entered the home. The first person was a man. He was balding, but what was left of his hair was snowy white. He had dark eyes; almost black. He stood tall, full of authority, however his eyes showed he was caring. The woman was hard faced, with long brown hair. She was slim, fair skinned and looked as if she commanded power and respect. Bryn looked nothing like her, except for the eyes. They were a deep green.

"Daddy!" Bryn cried as she flung herself into his arms.

"Hey there baby girl! How are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm great," she said, " Oh, Daddy, this is Sig Hansen, he's a captain of a crab boat."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Sig, I'm Brynjar Eriksen," Brynjar said as he held out his hand.

Sig shook his hand and Bryn was about to say something when the woman cleared her throat and glared at Bryn.

"Hello Mother," she said with a sigh, "This is Sig, Sig this is my mother Tina."

"Nice to meet you," Sig said with a small smile.

Tina only sneered and pushed passed him as she went into the kitchen. Bryn clenched her teeth, but chose to say nothing; instead she shook her head.

"I'm sorry about that Sig, why don't you go eat while I get them settled."

"No, its okay, I don't mind waiting," he said.

"Alright, well I'm going to talk to my mother for a minute," she said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Who is he?" Tina asked as she began to make herself some tea.

"I told you, he's a crab fisherman."

"Why is he here with you, alone?" she asked Bryn.

"Mom, don't start, please just don't," Bryn pleaded.

" I just want to know why you were here, alone with a man, who is obviously older than you."

"If you must know, we were in the middle of a date," Bryn said, clearly getting annoyed.

"Oh really? Do you not remember the last guy that you dated? He got you pregnant and then left you, returning only to kill your son, and here you are only 6 months later dating another man," Tina said.

Tina's word cut into Bryn like a knife. Bryn had had enough. She choked back her tears and clenched her teeth. She balled her hands into fists and fought the urge to hit her mother. Instead, she turned around, walked through the living room and out the front door.

Bryn began to pace back and forth in front of the house, then sat on the front step. She finally let the tears fall. beginning to shake, and didn't look up when she heard the front door open. She felt strong arms wrap around he,r and she finally looked up to see that it was Sig. Neither of the two people sitting on the steps said a word. Bryn leaned into him and he held her closer and allowed her just to cry. A few minutes later Sig spoke.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. She always does this. Ever since Chace died she's used his death against me," she said," She's one of the main reasons that I left home, I couldn't take it anymore."

Sig only nodded and squeezed her gently. Although she still had the sniffles, she had stopped crying. Bryn looked up at him and smiled a little.

"It seems like every time something goes wrong, you're around to help pick up the pieces. Thanks," she said.

"Not a problem, I'm glad to be around to help."

"I think our dinner is cold," Bryn said with a laugh.

"That's alright," he said, laughing too, " Tell you what, how about we go to Aiken's?"

"What's Aiken's?" asked Bryn.

"It's a restaurant, on the other side of the harbor."

"Sure, we coulddo that . It would be good to get away after what she said," Bryn replied, "Just let me tell my dad and we can go."