A/N: Characters are borrowed for entertainment purposes only. All mistakes are my own, and I apologize profusely for them. This wouldn't leave me alone. As much as the coronation needs to get underway, I wanted to add a little miracle to the fun. I just love A.C btw. Any way enjoy.. off to work on Recon.

Later that night, A.C sat in the kitchen with Chloe and Oliver as they ate some of the crème Brule cheese cake that was left over. He needed to explain more, knowing how protective Oliver is of Mary and Joe. His search of the guard house was useless and he was frustrated. The team he was looking for was on a mission, so he would just have to wait until they returned.

"So you're telling us that this woman was Atlantean, made her way to Kansas, fell in love, married Joe, had his child and when she got to go home just left him high and dry?" Oliver asked with a bitter tone in his voice. A.C nodded. "And was told his son was dead when in fact he is alive?"

"Possibly alive." Chloe piped in rubbing a hand on Oliver's bicep trying to sooth him.

"Look I know. It was horrible what she did." He spoke shaking his head. "I know Liscious that you are trying to be devils advocate on this and it seems like sort of a stretch" he spoke shaking his head, "but I'm positive that Joe is his father." He spoke shaking his head. "And with Joe fighting Alzheimer's wouldn't it be nice to have his son fighting at his side."

Oliver massaged his temples. "So how can we help you?" Oliver asked. A.C was stunned. Especially since Oliver did not appear at all happy of the notion of a reunion.

"Thanks," he smiled. "The hardest part is going to convince him that he's half human. He's in the guard for a reason." He shook his head. "I need to give Adam proof." He spoke.

"Adam?"

"Adamante S'Oreai," A.C shrugged. "His team was out on a mission and from what I heard should be back in quarters tomorrow."

"Proof? Would a picture help?" Oliver asked and pulled out his phone. "When I was in Smallville, Mary bought her first computer. She wanted to make a picture quilt for Joe. Since I am her personal IT, she sent me some things to see what I thought. She scanned this picture of Joe and his first family."

'"Thank you." A.C spoke. "If I can convince him to come and meet Joe, can I bring him here?"

"Of course." Oliver spoke and hesitated. "But what of his mother?"

"To be honest, I don't know. I do know that if she gives any grief, that there are few laws that she broke according to our custom that can be enforced if need be. I won't let her hurt Mary or Joe." A.C spoke with an authoritative tone.

Oliver smiled. "So the young Prince rears his royal head?" he teased.

A.C blushed. "Thanks," he spoke then yawned. "I'm gonna head home then. "And I'll uhh keep you posted." He stood, kissed Chloe's cheek then took his plate to the sink and went home.

Oliver and Chloe sat for a moment just staring at each other. "Well." Chloe spoke. "I did not see that one coming did you?" she spoke taking her plate to the sink.

"No, not at all." He spoke finishing the last of his dessert.

"But you're still worried about Mary?" Chloe asked

Oliver nodded. "Just years of looking at things from every angle."

"We need to keep the faith in A.C, he won't let either of them get hurt." She smiled. Oliver nodded and kissed her and sighed as they finished their dessert.

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It was mid-morning when A.C made his way back to Atlantis. He visited his uncle then went and sat in the office of the man he sought. He rolled over in his head how long he had known Adam and stunned that he was yet another weird connection to Smallville. He was only in the office for 30 minutes when the man showed up.

"Orin." He spoke surprised to see the Prince in his office. A.C stood and shook his hand. The man had long since given up on protocol with the errant prince.

"Commander." A.C nodded.

"What brings you to my office?" He spoke.

"A personal matter, do you mind if we sit?" he asked.

"Please." The officer directed. The gentlemen sat. The commander folded his arms on his desk giving the prince his undivided attention.

A.C studied the man, he was in his mid-40's, salt and pepper hair, and a face so much like Joe's it was stunning.

"So, what's on your mind sir?" The man asked.

A.C sighed, "This may take some time, so please bear with me. As you know I have spent most of my life on the surface. I have been all over the world and met many different people. One of my newer friends is getting crowned King. His coronation is coming very soon. You know that with an event like this, there are a lot of guests coming from all over. One of the couples visiting is from Smallville, Kansas." A.C watched for any type of reaction. "Ever heard of the place?" he asked.

The man shrugged, "Should I have?"

A.C just shrugged his shoulders and carried on. "The couple is older; the man has had some health issues, strokes and was very recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's." He spoke shaking his head.

"Is there a point to this?" the man asked coldly.

"I never really have the memories of my birth father." A.C spoke flatly. "But I never lacked for that support thanks to my dad. I think that you have a very similar situation. Only I think you have the opportunity to get to know your birth father."

"Sorry?" the man spoke. "What are you trying to say," he asked. "Because if you are implying that my father is alive, I think you have me confused with someone else. My father abandoned us when I was little. Mom said that he died not to long after, that he was addicted to Alcohol."

A.C's temper went from zero to supernova in a splint second. "Your mother told you that?" he asked barely controlling his rage. Adam nodded. "She is definitely a piece of work. She was part of a large group of exiled Atlanteans during the Tyranny era. When my Uncle over ruled them, and peace came, those that flee were called home, an open invitation. Your mother left your father without as much as a good explanation. She told him that she bored of the farm life. She then told him you were killed in the American war. He is a good man, who has lived an honorable life. She however is crossing the dishonorable line."

"What?…"he spoke shaking his head. "I,"

"I believe that your birth father is alive, in poor health, and might just want to know his son before his time is up."

"Impossible! He abandoned us." He shouted at the Prince.

A.C pulled the picture from his pocket and slid it across the table slowly. He was desperately trying to temper his own anger. "Look," he spoke. The man looked at the image and he visibly paled. "His name is Joe. Certainly your mother showed you baby pictures. I wouldn't have brought this otherwise." The man reached for the picture and shook his head. He blinked as a memory flashed in his head of a man tossing him into the air and all he could see were fields and fields of a waving green. "He's a good man. He's staying at the manor of the King of Baldivia up the Lystgen current. Open your mind, talk to your mother, but if you are his son, which I think you are….get to know him before you regret it." He spoke and stood and left the office.

The man stared at the leaving Prince and then at the image on his desk. He needed to go and visit his mother.

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A.C arrived at the edge of the hidden inlet; he was disappointed and just slightly pissed off.

"Long trip?" the voice soothed over his aching mind. He looked up to see Emma smiling down at him.

"Yeah," he spoke hopping up out of the water and moving to sit on the edge. "You could say that." She handed him a towel, a sweat shirt and a cup of coffee were waiting for him.

"Thanks baby." He spoke. He dried off then slipped on the sweat shirt. He then took the cup of coffee and sipped it.

"Wanna talk about it?" she asked. He nodded. "Come on." She smiled standing and pulling him up. He grabbed his towel and slung it over his shoulder and took her hand in his and walked back to his place which was only a few blocks away.

They entered his home and flopped on his couch. He sprawled on his back and she sprawled on top of him. The he told her his story, his theory, and about the confrontation. "So very sad." She spoke softly.

"I know, but I hope he at least questions his mother, and is willing to take the step. Mary and Joe deserve a miracle."

"You have such a big heart." She spoke kissing his cheek.

"Ahh thanks honey." He spoke kissing her nose. He yawned.

"I have the day off today, why don't we just take it easy, maybe we can go swimming later?" she grinned.

"Sounds good, I have a meeting at the training center later, but I'm all for taking it easy." He laughed as he kissed her and slid his hands under her t-shirt

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Commander Adamante S'Oreai wanted to cool down, but his mother had summoned him, and wasn't one to disappoint her, and with his new information the timing couldn't have been better.

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A.C, Vic, and Bart sat at a table in the guard office listening to Callum explain about their part of the ceremony. They had been in the class less than an hour when his phone vibrated. He looked at the screen and then up at Callum who was glaring at him.

"Sorry, I need to go. He spoke excusing himself.

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Emma was sitting on the bench at the inlet, sitting across from Adam. She looked worried.

"Baby?" he asked as he approached her. She looked up at him and sighed in relief. "You okay?" he asked.

"I am." She whispered. "I was walking and he….he…." she paused. "Scared me is all. He just startled me." She spoke. A.C nodded and sat down on the bench next to her. He wrapped his arm around her and she cuddled into him.

"There are other ways to find me Adam." He spoke flatly.

"I meant no disrespect Prince." He spoke. "I was just…..I…..I." the man shook his head. "Can we talk….privately." he asked. A.C looked down at Emma. She just smiled up at him.

"It's ok." She smiled.

A.C turned to Adam. "Give me a minute." He spoke. Adam nodded and stood and then slipped into the water.

A.C pulled Emma into his lap and held her. "You sure you're ok?" he asked looking into her eyes. She nodded and smiled. "I'm so sorry baby."

"For what?" she asked kissing his cheek.

"For having my life leap into yours." He frowned.

"I'm not worried about it at all." She smiled. "Kinda knew what I was getting into with you remember?" He shook his head and kissed her again.

"I'll be back as soon as I can." He smiled and stood sliding her off his lap. He moved to the edge of the water.

"But your clothes?" she smiled. He just winked and jumped in the water slipping underneath the surface.

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By that evening the group was again having a warm family dinner, all of the guard came and Doug and Mickey had arrived. After dinner they all went to the garden for dessert. Mary and Joe were enjoying the stories from Scotland they were both laughing.

'You all are so wonderful." Mary spoke smiling. A.C's phone rang and he stepped away to take the call.

"We try." Chloe spoke smiling. "So Mickey how are all the pups?" Chloe asked.

"Little monsters," she smiled pulling out her phone and showing Chloe the pictures that she had taken before they left.

"Sooo cute." Chloe cooed.

Oliver's phone chimed and he read the message. Chloe just watched his face. He looked over at her and winked.

"You alright?" she asked as she cuddled up next to him. He nodded and kissed her temple. Maggie had helped Mary take Joe to the bathroom. Oliver just stared at his friends amazed at them simply just amazed.

Doug sat with Mickey and he was distracted. "Earth to Doug?" she teased.

"Sorry lass," he spoke kissing her cheek. "You know that night at the blessing, there was a surge in the magic, that hasn't happened in a long time." He spoke rubbing his wife's arm. "Blessings and miracles are coming, and the feeling is just….stronger now," he spoke shaking his head.

Oliver had not seen his friend like that in a long time. Mary, Joe, and Chloe and Maggie came back and they all settled in and a servant came and served them all tea.

A.C came back and he sat next to Emma and hugged her tightly then whispered in her ear. She blushed and kissed him back.

"So Mary." Oliver spoke. "I've been meaning to ask you if you finished the quilt?" Oliver asked.

"Almost." She smiled. "I have all the photos scanned onto the fabric now I just have to put it all together."

"Oh you quilt?" Mickey asked.

"Yeah," Mary spoke. "I am making a family quilt for Joe." She smiled looking over at her husband who smiled at her. "I want him to have pictures to look at, so maybe he can hold onto his memories." She spoke. "Oliver was kind enough so show me how to use that fancy computer." She teased.

"It was nothing." He blushed.

"Nonsense." She added. "The quilt will be lovely. The center square is of Joe of his first wife and son." She spoke simply. "I wanted to honor them. Even though things ended how they did, it didn't feel right to do this and not have them involved."

"What happened, if you don't mind me asking?" A.C spoke.

"She was young, and farm life really isn't for everyone. I just feel bad that she felt she had to leave with Joey, and not give Joe to see him again."

"Joe?" Oliver asked. Mary nodded.

"He was cute." Mary smiled and patted Joe's knee.

"Joey?" Joe asked.

Mary just nodded. "Just reminiscing." She smiled and he nodded.

"Miss him."

"I know honey, I know." She spoke.

"Did you ever hear from her again?" A.C pressed.

Mary shook her head, "Only when the letter was sent that Joey was killed in the war."

"I'm sorry to hear that ma'am." A.C spoke. He paused for a minute. "Listen," he spoke. "I mean no disrespect," he spoke softly. "But do you think….is there any chance that that letter was wrong?"

"What would make you ask that?" she spoke upset.

Joe just turned to his wife, "Ok?" he asked worried. She looked at him and couldn't hide her emotions.

"A.C?" Chloe asked.

"Please," he looked at his friend. She only nodded and he moved to kneel at Mary's feet. "Mary, once a long time ago, there was a place of great peace. It was a place where technology blossomed, and the people thrived. One day the land was invaded by a tyrant who wanted it all to himself and a war was started. The people of this place fled, seeking a place to live without fear. A young woman who sent her away during the war, found herself in Kansas. She ended up growing up not far from Smallville. The magnetism of the town attracted her and she met a young farmer and fell in love." He spoke softly. Mary just listened intently. "They married and had a son." He spoke. "She learned to live the life she chose, but missed the place she was from, missed her family. When the tyrant was defeated, she received word that she could go home to where she belonged. One day, she scooped up their son and left, only leaving a note." He spoke shaking his head. "Over the years, she felt guilty for leaving him in the dark about his child and sent him a note saying he was soldier killed in the war to give him some closure, some finality to their child, so he could move on."

"Are you saying…..How could she do that to him?" she asked standing, incredulity in her voice. "He loved her and that boy!"

"Mary," he spoke standing as well. "I can't begin to justify the why. All I know is that she had to leave everything she ever knew and find a new life."

"And what of the boy?" Mickey asked intrigued.

"That is a very long and complicated story." A very tall man dressed in a military uniform spoke as he was escorted into the room by Jet. Mary turned, looking at the man, and gasped. It was a younger version of Joe.

"Ohhh my god." She whispered.

"Mary?" Joe asked reaching for her with his good hand. "You okay?"

"And A.C is saying that I grew up not knowing my father." The man spoke quietly.

Mary's legs grew weak it was Joey, and he was alive. "Oh my god," she whispered again and sat down on the couch.

"Mary?" Joe asked again. The man looked at the wheelchair and the blood seemed to slowly drain from his face. A.C moved to the wheel chair and released the brakes and turned him to face the man that entered the room.

Adam crouched down to be at eye level with the man. "All my life I've been haunted by a dream of big fields of green waving in the wind. There were miles and miles and miles of it. I could never figure out where it was; there is none of that where I grew up." He smiled. "And I remember strong hands tossing me in the air, catching me, and making me laugh." He spoke. Joe looked confused and then slow realization hit him.

"Joey?" he asked.

"Yes Joe, it's me your son…Joey." He spoke softly.

"Joey?" he spoke again and Adam smiled. Joe reached out, leaning forward and touched the young man's face. "You're my Joey?" he whispered in awe. Adam nodded, tears slipping down his face. "Joey." He whispered the word like a prayer, and pulled the young man into a hug as best as he could, tears slipping down his face too. The room cleared in just a few minutes. "Ohh my boy." Mary just sat down on the sofa watching the reunion her heart bursting with joy. After several minutes, Adam pulled back from his father and turned to Mary.

"I'm so glad that he has you." He spoke smiling as he wiped his eyes.

"Thank you." She blushed and wiped her eyes. She then shook her head thinking about his first wife.

Adam saw her smile fade. "Mary, I'm not sure what you're thinking, but please, you don't need to worry about my mother she is no threat to you."

"Thank you." She spoke catching her breath. He smiled at her then at his dad and then moved to sit on the sofa next to her.

"Joey," Joe spoke smiling. "Thank god….miracle." he spoke his voice thick with emotion.

"I'm known as Adam now." He spoke slowly. "And I am so very sorry." He spoke shaking his head. "I really had no idea that my father was alive." He spoke to the woman. "Had I known….." he paused. "I would have…."

"Shhh," Mary spoke. "That doesn't matter. What matters is you are here now." She smiled patting his knee. "This is just….a miracle." She whispered.

"I know." He shook his head and smiled.

"He's sick." She frowned.

"Mary, I know." He spoke and frowned. "And I want a chance to get to know you both…if you'll let me." He smiled. Mary just nodded and hugged him, letting her tears flow freely. She pulled back.

"Absolutely." She grinned. "Please, tell us about yourself." She asked. He smiled leaned back and unbuttoned the first two buttons of his uniform jacket and took a deep breath.

He pulled out a picture from his pocket. "You have a grandson and his name is Aiden." He smiled handing Mary the picture.