Well here the next one is...

"Old Man. What can I do for you? I presume you had a reason for hammering on my door."

"Can I come in Rose?"

"Of course." I gave up peering through the peep hole, and opened the door. Abe strode in, dressed in a white suit, with lemon highlights. He looked ridiculous and proud of it, and in a way so was I. I knew where I got my sometimes ridiculous self-confidence from.

"Take a seat. Do you want a drink?"

"Thanks, and I'm actually really thirsty. You don't happen to have a feeder available?" Seeing my shocked face, he burst out laughing. "It was a joke! Not my best one, I must admit, but a joke."

Giving him a suspicious look, I sat on the couch next to him. Coming closer I saw he looked slightly nervous, and was jiggling his left leg up and down.

"So, what's up?" I asked giving him a concerned smile.

"Well I've already had my discussion with Belikov, over your marriage." he said, scowling, " But this is something different-" He paused, rubbing his hands together.

"Yes?"

"Well your mother told me, you weren't sure whether to go with just Belikov or Hathaway-Belikov, and I was just wondering-"

"What is it?" I blurted out.

"If you'd maybe considered Belikov-Mazur."

"Dad!" I gasped, gaping at him in amazement.

"It's just I know I wasn't there for such a long time, but I know you now, and I couldn't be prouder of you, and I was thinking that Mazur is also your name, and as it will be a name change why not go for the full extravaganza." He stared at me earnestly, before commenting. "That's the second time you've called me Dad. It's nice."

I stared at him, unsure what answer he wanted, hell, I wasn't sure what answer I wanted. On one hand I felt like hugging him, on the other there was a punch crying to come out for his 18 year abandonment. Taking a deep breath, I channeled Dimitri, thinking he would have wanted me to take the middle path, which was no crying and no punching, just taking things calmly.

"I just don't know. I haven't even decided when the wedding is, and this… This is a big decision. I mean I've gone by Hathaway for 20 years."

"I'm sorry to rush this on you. You have so much time, and it's really your decision."

"Thanks."

"I'm going to go now. Got things to do, people to see, bones to break." I stared at him. "That was a joke." He joked but I could see the sadness in his eyes, as he pushed himself off the couch, and gave me a wistful glance. He passed out the door, and I stood in the doorway watching him walk slowly down the hall. Seeing his lonely walk down the hall, tugged at my heart strings, I realised that though a name change was a really big decision, saying goodbye to my father wasn't.

"Old Man." I called after him. He didn't turn. "Abe." Nothing. Walking quickly down the hall towards him I yelled out, "Dad!" This time he turned.

"Three times." He mouthed. Not wasting anymore time, I hurled myself at him and threw my arms around his waist, burying my head in his shoulder. At first he stood still, then slowly he wrapped his arms around me, and as he did so I felt a huge relief in his posture. " I love you, you know, kiz." He whispered in my ear

"I know Dad, I love you too. You know that even if I don't choose to go with Mazur, it won't change anything. You'll still be my father, that doesn't change." He gave me a heartfelt smile, and picked up my nazaar from wearing was hanging around my neck and rubbed it delicately between his fingers.

"And you'll always be my daughter, and I thank you for that precious gift you have given me, in just being you."

I just felt like doing one about Abe and Rose, and I hope you like it. Please review with what last name she should choose. I have no idea. Options are Belikov, Belikov-Hathaway, Belikov-Mazur, or Belikov-Hathaway-Mazur. Have a great day