(Vince and Nate head to Florida to visit Vince's family, Nate befriending Vince's half sister in the process. During the visit, Vince gets some news about his dad. Read, review, enjoy!)

Florida, the sunshine state. Nathan and Vince were visiting Florida for Vince's mother's birthday. She was a tough woman, and she had yet to meet the man her son had fallen for. Driving into the suburbs wasn't something Nate was used to. Pristine houses lined the road and it seemed like everyone had a white picket fence here. Not that it wasn't nice, but Nate spent all of his life in tombs and temples, and the occasional decent hotel. In truth, it was unsettling to Nate, and Vince noticed this.

"Nate, you'll be fine." He assured his boyfriend.

"Yeah, you're right. Just a bit nervous is all. Do you think your mom will like me?" Nate had only seen Vince's mom at Nick wedding, along with his step dad, step sister Cindy, and half sister Danny. He never actually met them.

"She'll love you and you're gonna love her. That woman could make even Sully blush." Vince joked, making Nate laugh. It was hard to get Sully to blush, so Nate knew they would get along swell. Driving into a cul de sac, Vince pulled into the driveway of a light blue house. On the porch they could see a blonde woman stretching. Exiting the car, Vince called to her.

"Little late in the day for a run ain't it?" The woman noticed Vince, taking her headphones out of her ears. Sprinting over, she gave Vince a bear hug before playfully hitting his arm.

"Hey jerk, how's your adventures around the world been going?"

"Fantastic. Made some money, saved a little girl, got a boyfriend, the usual." He joked. The woman that Nate now recognised as Cindy from the wedding five months prior, looked at Nate, nodding her head and smiling.

"You got a cute one, didn't you?" She teased before shaking hands with Nathan.

"Hey, I'm Cindy."

"Nate, nice to meet you." The three of them grabbing their bags, they walked inside, surprising Vince's mother. She was in the lounge reading a book and immediately set it down to hug her boy.

"Vince, how are you baby?" She kissed his cheeks, holding his hands as Nate watched the exchange. Vince was blushing.

"I'm fine ma."

"Good, good. James would love to see you again. Oh," She noticed Nate standing behind Vince. "Is this that boy you've been seeing, dear? Hello honey, I'm Madilyn but you can call me mom."

"Ma."

"What? Handsome fellow like this is a keeper." She winked, making Vince shake his head with a playful smile.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Nate."

"Well, come in, come in. I have a spare room ready for you both upstairs. Dinner will be at five, boys." She let Nate and Vince get comfortable upstairs, unpacking their things.

"Your mom is quite the character." Nate said.

"Oh don't I know it. Just wait until you meet the rest of my family, at least the ones in America." Vince had few family in America, but Costa Rica was a completely different story. All of his father's family were there, and he had a lot.

Dinner time came around and they two men walked downstairs to the dining room, seeing that the table was all set.

"You could have asked for our help ma." Vince mentioned, but his mom waved him off.

"Nonsense, you two are guests. Sit." Everyone sat down, joining hands for grace which was something Nathan wasn't really used to since the orphanage, but it was a sweet family gesture that made him smile. A soon as James finished grace, everyone dug into to amazing homemade tacos, Vince's favorite home meal. The creak of the front door signaled someone had somehome. Walking into the foyer, Vince it could see it was his sister Danny, wearing her paint covered jeans and black beanie covering her blonde hair.

"Hey guys," She said as she walked into the dining room, grabbing a plate. "Sorry I'm late, was an ass today." The teen began to dig into her food, unaware of Vince or Nate until their mother cleared her throat to gain her attention. She immediately saw the two men and swallowed her large bite of taco.

"Oh, Vince and strange guy. I thought you were in Costa Rica?"

"I was but I came here to visit for mom's brithday." Vince explained.

"Okay, so is this your boyfriend then? He's hot as hell." Nathan didn't expect to hear Vince's sixteen year old sister call him 'hot as hell', but it was apparently normal for Danny. Though it caused him to nearly choke because he was laughing so much.

"Thanks for the compliment, I'm Nate"

"Danny. So you're like a treasure hunter, right?"

"Yeah. Vince tell you some of my adventures?"

"A few, the most recent one he told me about was about the temple of serpents and radioactive gold. Did that really happen?"

Smiling, Nate nodded his head.

"Oh come on, you guys are screwing with me."

"No seriously. I can tell you the entire story."

And that he did. Everyone was invested in his adventure to find the Golden Abyss, and Danny seemed to be the most excited by the story. Vince smiled seeing his boyfriend and sister getting along so well. Danny had taken Nate to her room to show him her nineteenth century maps she won at an antique auction. Nathan was impressed by her work. She had the makings of a fine archaeologist, even a treasure hunter, but Nate wouldn't ever suggest that life to her. Sitting with his mother in the lounge, she suddenly turned to him with a serious expression.

"Vince, I got a phone call from your father today-"

"I don't want to hear it." He interrupted, angry still at everything his father did. Madylin knew he was still angry, he had every right to be after the initiation he was saved from.

"Vincent." She spoke, her tone sharp. "I know you are angry, and damn it, I don't blame you. You father is a broken man who cannot be excused for what he's done. He called me today, he's been placed on death row."

Death row. Unsure of what to feel or say, Vince stared at the wall, tapping his fingers against his knee.

"He wants to see you one last time before he dies." Vince scoffed.

"Why, so he can pass on Los Hijos de Peuchen to me?"

"Vincent, he misses you."

"Misses me? He was the one who tortured me as a sick 'initiation' into his fucking gang that I wanted no parts of." He growled, remembering it all. When his father was electrocuting him, the police raid happened and ended with the police arresting the gang and taking him to the hospital.

"I can't tell you to go if you don't want to, but please think about it, not for your father, for me." She stood from her chair, placing a hand on Vince's shoulder.

"His execution is the thirtieth of this month." Not saying anything, Vince watched his mother walk upstairs, to bed most likely as it was getting fairly late. Frustrated, Vince marched up to the guest room he and Nathan were in and saw Nate was already in bed. Nate saw the look on his boyfriend's face and knew something was wrong.

"Okay, spill it. I know that look." Vince rubbed a hand over his face, sighing as he stood by the edge of the bed.

"My dad's on death row, and don't even say you're sorry." Vince blurted before Nate could say anything.

"He wants to see me." Silence hanging in the air, Vince sat on the edge of the bed next to Nathan.

"Are you?" Nathan questioned.

"I don't know. I mean, he's my dad yeah, but the things he did not only to me, but to my family, I don't think I can." Nate moved closer to Vince wrapping an arm around his waist.

"I know he did some shit things, and I know it's hard to forgive that, but don't you think you deserve to."

"To what? Forgive him?"

"More like forgive yourself. You've been holding onto this for so long, maybe it's time to give it up. Just think about it baby." Nate kissed Vince on the cheek, pulling him into bed. Maybe Nate was right, maybe it was time to let go of the past. Vince couldn't sleep thinking about it. This was his father, the man who raised him, taught him how to ride a bike, to swim. He was his rock, until he became of age when it was time to join Los Hijos de Peuchen and the four long years of initiation happened. He was only twelve when the hellish nightmare began, sixteen when it ended. In that time he begun to hate his father. Did he still hate him enough to disregard his final wish? Vince may have been a hitman, but he still had a heart. Vince thought back to their last happy holiday, before everything. His dad had taken them to Michigan for Christmas, renting a cabin out in the forest and letting Vince help pick the Christmas tree. That man, that was his father. The man he knew during his years of torture was someone different, sadistic. That man Vince never knew to miss someone, not even a little. So maybe there was a chance his father just wanted to say goodbye. Maybe there was a chance that Vince could resolve his anger. Maybe there was a chance to forgive his father for everything he did. Maybe there was a chance, but the only way to find out, was to see him.