Wandering the empty halls of the Summer Home, Nathan Summers quickly finds himself bored. Both of his parents were having a meeting with the Council, and his sister would be the last company he would seek. Rachel always found a way to belittle him and he wasn't about that.

He would go and seek out his uncles but Gabriel had a few screws loose and Alex was probably trying to reconcile with a certain Miss Lorna Dane.

With a huff, Nathan sinks into a seat at the dining room table. As he does so, the bridge portal opens and Corsair enters.

"Why the long face champ?" he asks, glancing around to see that Nathan was the only one there. Before arriving, Corsair had dealt with the New Mutants stealing his alcohol supply and he had gone out to retrieve it.

Nathan gives a defeated shrug in response. "I just need to shoot something."

"Really now?" Corsair chuckles and spins both of his blasters in his hands before laying them on the table. "Yeah," Nathan's lip twitches ruefully, "everyone's busy and I haven't got any missions yet."

Corsair takes the seat opposite of him and folds his hands. "Maybe we could go shooting together." the older man offers. He never really got to spend time with his grandson, especially not when Cable was the older version of himself. (It was the most strange time to be a Summers, not that it ever mattered.) Corsair would love to get to know Nathan better and in turn, Nathan could get to know his grandad just as well.

"I mean, I was just joking really." Nathan replies as he idly taps his fingers on the table.

Corsair strokes his mustache and studies the boy in front of him. He could see much of Scott's features in him from the primary brown color of Nathan's hair to the structure of his face. He still had a hard time believing he was a grandfather, let alone a great grandfather with Hope Summers being one of The Five.

"Let me tell you what son," Corsair states, beginning a preposition, "d'you know where your father was born?"

Nathan presses his lips into a thin line as he tries to recall. "Er, no. No one ever told me."

Corsair smiles, "It was Alaska, the good ole Final Frontier."

Curious as to where his grandad was going with this, Nathan tilts his head to the side. "What about it?" he asks.

Perfect.

"Well, right about this time up north, killer whales will migrate towards there. I used to take Katherine and the kids every now and then to see 'em." Corsair explains, drawing an imaginary line with his finger.

"Katherine…?"

"Katherine, my late wife. Your grandmother."

Nathan's stomach twists, "Oh."

Corsair places a reassuring hand on the boy's arm. "It's okay. I miss her like hell but I've learned to let her go."

"Right, Hephzibah."

Corsair then shakes his head, "Not even, just the anger associated with losing her."

Feeling more awkward about reading the situation, Nathan promptly shuts up.

"Don't worry about it." Corsair stands up and pats Nathan's shoulder. "Come on boy, we're going whale watching!"

Nathan gives a crooked grin. His grandad had a way of eating spirits. "Is Rachel coming?"

Corsair scoffs and waves his hand dismissively. "Tch, let's leave this as a grandad-grandson activity. I can take her another time." he winks cheekily, grabbing his guns from the table.

Following Corsair's lead, the two take a portal towards their location. With the aid of the orchids it was a short trip, and even then the two had to acquire a boat to take out to sea.

Once they were out there, Nathan had occupied the starboard side of the vessel desperately trying to spot these killer whales. It was the child-like kind of wonder that could warm an emotionally distant space pirate's heart. If someone told Corsair twenty-some years ago that he'll be taking his mutant gun-slinging, sparkler eye having, time traveling grandson out places- he would have laughed out loud. The other nonsense that is the Summers family aside, it was quite nice.

The sea breeze was cool and the air was salty. Almost like old times with Scott and Alex.

Nathan squints until he sees a darkened form breach the surface of the water. "Grandad, grandad look!" he exclaims, pointing a finger. He looks back at Corsair with a boyish grin.

Chuckling at his excitement, Corsair goes over and joins him. "Keep watching, they usually travel in a line."

Turning back, Nathan sees the entire orca family swimming together and breaching up for air.

Nathan whistles with awe. "This is pretty great grandpa. Rach' doesn't know what she's missing." Even coming from the future and venturing through space, it was the little things. Especially if he got to spend it with his totally awesome grandad.

"There's always a next time kiddo. Besides, you don't know what she and I do when we hang out without you." Corsair jokes.

"You what?"

Corsair ruffles Nathan's hair good-naturedly. "Don't worry about it."

"Yeah okay." Nathan snorts as he tries to fix his do but the wind wouldn't allow it. Letting it be, Nathan simply breathes in the atmosphere. "This is great." he echoes.

Corsair nods in agreement, bearing a smile. "Sure is. Your father and uncle grew up here mostly. Maybe I can take you to Hawaii next time- where Alex was born- to watch some dolphins."

"And no Rachel?"

"And no Rachel, just me and you kid."

Nathan playfully elbows his grandad. "I like the sound of that."