Rafi had worn Noah out, he had too much energy, much like himself when he was younger. He looked up at the beach from his parents. Rafael had had him and Tyler worried since someone in Zach's old gang had murdered him in cold blood, Rafael hadn't been the same since. Zach had tried one of the gang members and sent them to prison, and a hit was put out on him. It was only his fourth case, Raf had talked to Noah and begged him to give up practicing law...to find something safer like Brook had done with Psychology, but he refused. And then Zach went missing, they found his body in a river 12 hours later outside where he and his girlfriend lived. Rafael and Liv just happened to be in New York when it happened. It had hit everyone very hard, but it hit Rafael the hardest. Liv had to send Noah and Tyler to go get him out of Forlini's because she couldn't get him to come home with her, hours after they found Zach's lifeless body. After the funeral, all 5 of them had come back to Miami.

"What's wrong, Noah?" Tyler asked as he looked up from Rafi to see Noah staring at his parents.

"Just wondering how Papi is really doing with Zach's death. It's only been 3 months, Brook is still in school. I'm worried about him." Noah looked at him.

Tyler looked at Noah and nodded.

"Jr seemed to get him out of bed earlier according to your mom."

"Really?" Noah asked, shocked.

"Yeah, he hasn't been getting up early even when he was up half the night."

"Abuelo, play?"

Noah and Tyler looked down at their son and chuckled,

"I don't know. Why don't you go ask him?" Noah asked.

Jr. toddler over to his grandparents.

Rafa had worried Liv since their youngest son's death.

"Rafa?"

"Yes." Raf looked at her.

"It's not your fault."

Rafael looked down at the sand between his feet.

"A part of me knows Liv, but he was our own flesh and blood. Don't get me wrong... I love Brook, Noah, our Son-in-Law, and grandson, but Zach…" Rafael sniffed, but puts on a smiling face as he hears Rafa screaming,

"Abuelo!"

"Yes, Nieto?"

"Play, please?"

"Maybe in a minute, Nieto." Rafa wiped his eyes.

Rafi looked down and mumbled,

"Okay." and walked off back toward his Papi and Daddy.

Rafa had seen his grandson's disappointment.

"Shit..." He whispered.

"Go to him Rafa, he's too young to understand." Liv whispered, kissing him below the ear.

Rafa wiped at his eyes, nodded, got up and walked down.

"He's coming," Tyler said.

Noah looked up when Rafa got closer and smiled,

"Hi, Papi."

Rafael sat beside him.

"Hi, mijo."

Noah smiled and laid his head against his father's shoulder like he and his brother and sister did when they were little.

"How are you doing?" Noah whispered.

"I'm okay, I think."

Tyler let Rafi down as he went over to his Abuelo and sat in his lap. Raf wrapped his arms around his Nieto. Tyler went over to talk to Liv, to give Noah a moment alone with Rafael.

"Have you heard from Brook?" Noah asked.

"Not since she left to go back after the funeral. She texts your mami but hasn't said a word to me since."

"Why?" Noah asked, confused.

"Don't know. Liv tried to get her to talk to me. I even called her and she didn't pick up."

"Papi." Noah whispered, hugging his Papi and sitting down in the sand to join him away from the others.

"It's only been 3 months, Noah...It's okay. But you know... when his old gang came up in that investigation I told him to walk away, I knew it would end badly. I should have just told him to recuse himself.. SOMETHING! ANYTHING! I was his father! I should have done SOMETHING!. I remember what it 's like to be an Un joven abogado obstinado abogado!" Rafa said.

"You told him to walk away time after time! Hell, I did too! Do you know him? Stubborn didn't even come close, Papi!" Noah said.

"I know! We all did!" Rafa sighed thinking back to how he and Noah tried to talk some sense into Zach a second time in his life.

"I guess ultimately, he was gonna do what he was gonna do. Your Abuela has said this thing to me...you know to help? Sometimes it does, but I don't know, I just…I've heard it said to people, but now that it's to me...I don't kno-"

"...What dad?...Papi?...What does Abuela say?" Noah said, sitting shoulder to shoulder with his father. Both of them with their feet dug deep in the sand as if that was going to help them both steel themselves from this pain.

"Era solo su tiempo,mi hijo. Era solo su tiempo."

Rafael put his head on his son's shoulder, and together they both wept for the first time since Zach's funeral. After a few minutes, and almost at the exact same time, they both took a deep breath and gently looked at each other with a little smile. Noah nodded and said,

"Abuela...She was a pretty smart lady, huh Papi?" Rafael smiled more broadly and was just about to answer when Rafa came up and jumped on his back and said,

"Abuelo!? "

"Yes, Nieto?" Rafael said, a bit out of breath from being ambushed, but feeling a bit lighter after the talk with Noah.

"Me, hungry."

Noah chuckled.

"You're always hungry, Hijo."

"Well, that's what snacks are for." Raf laughed for the first time since everything happened.

Noah shook his head as the 2 men and the young boy walked back up the beach.

"Papi?"

"Yes, Hijo?"

"Te amo."

Raf smiled.

"Te amo hijo. Siempre."