A/N1: Yay for image uploader! I think I spent about an hour trying to make a presentable image and then I find out that once you upload onto here, you can barely see it let alone a few mistake so *facepalm* for wasting my time. But whatever, I needed to practice my graphic skills anyways.

A/N2: This might have been one of the shortest chapters since the first one but I swear, this took the longest to write. It was like pulling teeth, honest to Merlin, I had a severe case of writer's block (the cause of my week-long hiatus). I had originally written it differently and after reading it, hated it so I scraped half of it and left it for around two weeks before I finally thought of a better ending to the chapter.

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter.

Chapter 26

Luke's POV

"Luke?" Olivia asked in an exasperated tone.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm here…I should go," Luke stuttered.

Olivia pulled him in for a hug as soon as he tried to leave, "I missed you."

After a long embrace, Olivia led Luke into the sitting room. "So…" Luke started.

"Clark's not here," Olivia answered immediately. He nodded, thankful that Olivia bought it up instead of him. It's not like he disliked Clark, he barely knew the bloke but he was positive it would get awkward if the husband and ex-boyfriend were under one roof; not to mention, said ex-boyfriend is also the father of Olivia's child.

Luke was about to say something but Olivia continued, "We've been having fights lately. He went out to cool down."

"Oh," was all Luke could manage. He felt somewhat guilty even though he had not done anything, well aside from sleeping with Olivia when she was engaged and getting her pregnant. Although he couldn't help but think the fights somehow involved him.

Olivia gave him an assuring smile and reached to touch his hand, "Don't worry about it." But just as she said this, someone had walked in; it was Clark.

When Olivia saw Clark, she immediately retracted her hand from Luke's hand. This had confirmed it, Olivia and her husband were definitely fighting about issues regarding her past, namely about him. Luke felt the need to clear the air and save Olivia some grief, "Look mate, I didn't know. But if it's any consolation, I'll do whatever you want."

At that moment, Clark and Olivia stared at him with confusion. "This is about Andy right?" Luke asked.

Clark continued to stare at him with confusion but as Luke turned to Olivia, he knew she understood. Olivia sat on the couch with her hand over her mouth. "What is this about Liv?" Clark asked. Luke could hear the man's patience growing thin.

The sudden realization came to Luke that Clark still had no idea about Andy. "Shit!" Luke mumbled before grabbing his coat to leave.

But he didn't make it far, "So you're Ted." Clark growled. It was now Luke's turn to grow bewildered.

However, before he could voice his confusion, Olivia had stood up, "Clark, I told you there was nothing going on between me and Ted!"

Luke stood with his mouth agape as he watched on. After the initial shock, he suddenly grew angry, did something happen between Olivia and Ted when she came to visit him in New York. Despite his better judgment, Luke spoke again. "You slept with Ted?" he asked in disbelief.

"For Merlin's sake, there's nothing going on with me and Ted, he's only a friend!" Olivia shouted before giving Luke a look that said he should know better.

"So who the hell is this bloke?" Clark asked as he pointed to Luke.

"He's…" Olivia started, seemingly losing her courage from her previous declaration.

Luke stepped forward, "Luke Taylor."

"Fuck's sake Liv, first this Ted bloke and now this git? Am I not enough for you?" Clark yelled.

Olivia shook her head, "How many times do I have to tell you that Ted is only a friend."

Luke watched as Clark breathed in heavily. "But you're not denying anything with him," he said as he pointed to Luke. This time, Olivia said nothing.

Clark chuckled, "That's what I thought."

"There is nothing going on between me and Liv," Luke said in a matter of fact tone; this was partially true, they hadn't even seen each other in years.

"I want her to say it," Clark said. Luke could see the desperation in the man's eyes. Even though he had been yelling at Olivia for the past ten minutes, Luke could see that he was just scared; scared that he was going to lose his wife. All Luke could do was stand there and hope that Olivia would stop being stupid and just say what he wanted to hear. However, when she didn't say anything, Luke felt a mixture of feelings. A part of him wanted to yell at her, asking her what the hell was she doing but the other part felt gleeful; by her own silence, she had admitted that she still felt something for him.

However, in a split second, the scene had changed. The next moment, Clark turned and faced Luke and without any hesitance, pulled out his wand and shot a curse towards him. But it never did hit him; when Luke opened his eyes again, he saw Clark lying on the floor, motionless. He turned to his left and realized that Olivia had stunned Clark before he could curse him. It seemed like it took a few seconds for Olivia to realize what she had just done. She immediately rushed to Clark and undid the spell. However, Clark was more then furious, he suddenly stood up and backed away from Olivia, clutching his neck from the abrupt fall. "We're over! I'm taking Andrew with me," Clark said in a matter of fact tone.

At that moment, Luke noticed Olivia staring at Clark with a stoic expression. "You can't take him."

"The hell I can, I'm his father," Clark muttered.

"No you're not," Olivia responded.

Clark squinted at Olivia, "Excuse me?"

"Andy's not yours Clark," Olivia said.

Clark chuckled but there was an uneasy tone that showed he was about to blow any minute, "Right, of course he's not mine either. I don't know why I even thought there was one honest thing about this marriage." Without another word, he disapparated, leaving the room to fall quiet again.

"I should go," Luke muttered and she didn't protest.

Olivia's POV

Olivia sat on the floor, too tired to get up after the confrontation that just occurred. Once she heard the door open and close, she took a deep breath. This was all becoming too real for her, the fact that her marriage was now over, the fact that Luke somehow found out Andy was his baby, and the possibility of reconciling their relationship. But before anything else, Andy started crying from upstairs. Olivia took an exasperated breath and stood; there was one thing that never stopped, her being a mother.

The next day, Olivia woke up in her all too familiar bed. However, there was one thing that was missing, Clark. As she surveyed the room, she noticed the things around the room; or rather, lack of. Olivia was surprised but it would seem as if Clark had already moved his things, if one didn't know any better, it looked like Olivia had been living by herself all this time. When Olivia finally came across the clock on the wall, she suddenly jolted up. It was almost noon; she had overslept. However, the unsettling part was that she hadn't heard Andy crying, a usual sign for her to wake up.

Olivia rushed into Andy's room but he was not there. Her greatest fears were running through her head; did she lock everything, did someone kidnap her child? And then a thought struck her, could it be that Clark took him. Granted, she had finally revealed the paternity of her son, but that didn't mean Clark wasn't as much of a father as Luke was. In fact, for the first years of Andy's life, Clark was his father. The threat of yesterday's fight seemed so much more real, but surely, Clark wasn't so irrational that he would do such a thing. However, when it came to Andy, Olivia took nothing for granted.

She hurriedly rushed down the stairs to make a floo call to notify the Aurors that her son had been taken. But to her surprise, she was greeted with a friendly face. On her couch, sat Luke who was currently playing with Andy on his lap. When Andy saw Olivia run down the stairs, he smiled, "Mama!"

Olivia felt her heartbeat return to normal, nothing had happened to Andy. She watched as Luke smiled at Andy before turning to watch her. It was clear as day that Andy was Luke's child; their smiles were uncannily similar. "I hope you don't mind, I just wanted to see him and you looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't want to wake you," Luke said as he interrupted her thoughts.

"It's fine," Olivia ruffled as she made her way down the stairs and approached the two. Andy stuck his hand out and grabbed her fingers, clearly happy to see a familiar face. Luke handed Andy to her and Andy immediately latched onto his mother.

"We need to talk," Olivia said while hopping around to satisfy Andy.

Luke looked down, "That's actually why I came."

After Andy was settled down with his bottle in his playpen, Olivia sat down at the kitchen table with Luke. Even though she had been the one to bring it up, Olivia waited for Luke to start talking since he had already insinuated his reasons for visiting her. She watched as he fidgeted with the mug before he finally took a sip of coffee.

"I'm really sorry about being a ghost for the past few years," he started.

Olivia shook her head in protest, "It's not your fault Luke, I was the one who pushed you away." She started to touch his hand but he immediately withdrew; she was surprised but not unexpected, nonetheless, it hurt.

"No let me finish Liv," he continued. Olivia nodded, a smile tugging on her lips at the way he said her name.

"I am sorry for not being there for you or for Andy when you needed me. I mean, I know I didn't know I was his father but I knew since the time you visited Ted; I overheard you two talking at the restaurant but I was too scared to face it. It was all too sudden," he said.

"I left you messages," Olivia said, expressionless. She couldn't believe how long he had known about it all and still he ignored her.

Luke sighed, "I know."

"How could you just break contact with me! After everything that we've been through?" Olivia started shouting. She could no longer hold back the hurt that she had unconsciously been harboring.

Luke stared at her with daggers. "You're blaming me for everything? You're the one who cut me out of your life; you told me you never wanted to see me again," throwing all caution to the wind and contradicting everything he was trying to apologize for.

"You cheated on me! We could have been together right now if it weren't for you!" Olivia shouted, she was revealing some old wounds but she didn't care.

Luke immediately stood down; he looked at her sadly as if agreeing with her statement. "I…" he started.

"Save it. It doesn't matter, it wouldn't have worked anyways, look at us, fighting already and in front of our own kid," Olivia said as she looked away.

Luke threw his head down and headed for the door. "You know, I never stopped loving you Liv," he whispered before she heard the door slam. Olivia fell onto her chair and started weeping.