First off, just thanks to all of you for your patience. This week has been CRAZY as far as this site is concerned with posting. For those of you who are guests on the site and don't have an account, there have been glitches galore that happened on this site. I updated around Halloween with chapter 4 and updated with chapter 5 on November 3rd, but the chapters didn't fully 'come through' until Friday morning on the fanfic and I know other fanfic writers across the board have been experiencing the same issue. It was a complete fluke issue and hopefully the site has it worked out now so all of us can get back to normal. This chapter picks up about a week and a half after chapter 5. Hope you enjoy it and thanks again for being so patient everyone! :)

({No POV})

The Wilson's neighborhood was as it usually is on a Friday afternoon, quiet.

With people still being at work and school, the neighborhood was practically silent except for the usual landscaping services doing some last minute fall cleanup like usual in mid to late November.

Well until the slight roar of an engine could be heard as an Italian sports car pulled into the Wilson's driveway.

The car was shut off before the driver's side door opened and a left foot wearing an expensive dark brown oxford shoe set foot on the concrete driveway.

Meanwhile inside, Heather's mother was just unpacking a couple things from her bag, having just come back from a committee meeting for the ladies group at the country club to do charity dinner planning for the winter season.

She kept unpacking until the sound of the doorbell resonated through the house.

Her attention was immediately caught as she quirked up an eyebrow, wondered who it could possibly be at 2 in the afternoon?

Eventually she went to the door and opened it, expecting a package delivery person only to stop dead in her tracks at who she saw. Dressed in a pristine 3 piece light grey suit and perfectly pressed green shirt was none other than Alejandro's father.

Gerardo Burromuerto.

Heather's mother's eyes went wide and continued to get wider as he put a hand over his heart and bowed slightly, a slight yet dashing smile on his face, as he greeted smoothly, "Buenas tardes, señora. You must be Heather's mother and the lovely lady of the house. I am Alejandro's father, Gerardo Burromuerto Navarro. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Heather's mother's now wide eyes went even wider and almost looked like they were going to fall out of her head as he used his free left hand to grab her right and lightly pressed his lips to the back of her hand in a gentleman's greeting, making her look as if she melted for a moment.

Until she looked as if she recomposed herself and managed to return, sounding at least somewhat normal despite how thrown off she felt, "Camille Wilson."

Gerardo continued to give her a smooth smile as he continued, "Well it is an utmost pleasure to meet you, Camille. If I may call you, Camille? I do hope I am not interrupting your afternoon. Just this morning I was in the Toronto area attending a meeting for work and decided to stop by on my way home to introduce myself. To me it is most shameful that I haven't done so until now. Especially since you were so kind to take in my youngest son for an evening and treated him to a nice dinner some months ago. Which I still very much appreciate and I hope the floral arrangement I sent as a thank you was satisfactory? I only hope it wasn't too much?"

While still thrown off, Camille recalled getting a floral arrangement from the Burromuerto's but had almost completely forgotten about it in the moment as Gerardo kept smiling slightly.

She managed to straighten up a little and smile back as she replied, "O-Oh, not at all! And Camille is fine… Although I can see now why your son is so charming."

At that moment, Camille had a look of embarrassed regret taking her over as she looked like she was about to backtrack her words as Gerardo replied, smiling slightly, "Muchas gracias, Camille. I'll take that as quite a high compliment. I'd like to think my lovely wife and I tried to raise our sons to be social gentlemen and it's reassuring to hear and know they stick to those lessons. Though Alejandro is hardly short on charisma in social situations. But still, it is much appreciated knowledge to hear that. Thank you."

"Camille?..." Camille looked past Gerardo's shoulder as Gerardo looked over his own to see Heather's father dressed in his usual designer suit and tie with his briefcase for work looking incredibly confused at what he was seeing.

Particularly since he was seeing what he could even notice was a very attractive and well dressed man about his and his wife's age holding onto Camille's hand.

Heather's mother almost looked as if she was relieved by her husband pulling her out of a (while also oddly pleasant) somewhat flustering situation as she said, "Oh, hi hun… You're home early. Did your meeting get cut short?"

Heather's father kept looking at the situation almost skeptically until finally he replied, "The meeting was cancelled and I decided to come home early. But, I see we have a guest..." He neglected to mention; however, how he was also planning to go to the driving range but obviously wasn't now with what he continued to see in front of him.

Eventually Gerardo turned around, a grin on his face as he started, "Ah, and you must be Heather's father. It is a pleasure to meet you, señor. Gerardo Burromuerto Navarro."

Gerardo held out his hand as Heather's father continued to give him a skeptical and almost jealous look at him still as Camille chimed in, noticing his shift in demeanor, "Gerardo is Alejandro's father, sweetie. He just wanted to stop by and introduce himself."

Heather's father continued to give him a look as he proceeded to firmly shake Gerardo's hand and start, his usual posh and uppity persona coming through as he straightened himself up, "Craig Vincent Wilson II, pleasure."

Craig, who did not consider himself a weak man, felt Gerardo practically return his firm grip even more with a smirk. Though Gerardo's was so much more firm to the point where Craig had to keep himself from wincing slightly, particularly since his wife was watching.

They let go and Craig was quick to step past Gerardo and stand next to his wife, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her closer to his side slightly.

Camille looked at her husband slightly wide eyed, seeing a look of 'skeptical jealousy' in his eyes. Not that she was necessarily worried, but she was… confused.

She had never seen her husband acting almost possessive of her before. Honestly, and while she will concede that their 'family life' was not at all 'perfect'… really not perfect at all, her and her husband actually had what she thought was a very successful and happy marriage.

Even though she knew her husband only asked her out from the beginning when they were 17 because his dad asked him to as a means to help win over her father for business reasons in exchange for a car and she didn't care, but… even from their first date Camille and Craig surprisingly got along very well with each other and actually enjoyed each other's company.

That and to her the joke was almost on their dads since as far as she was concerned when her husband got his promised car, she was able to make all her friends jealous when he'd pick her up for dates after school.

Sure the fact that Craig also came from an old money family that made their weight in gold in the railroad industry during the expansion in the 1800's and helped elevate her 'social status' as someone from new money helped, but her and Craig always got along well together.

And to them in their world with so many people having such fake 'perfect lives' that they use their money to cover up every flaw they have… it was at least something she never felt like she had to fake when it comes to being with her husband or their marriage.

Finally Gerardo pulled her out of her thoughts as he started, "Well… I must say, you both are quite a good looking couple. How long have you been married?"

"35 years this January, thank you very much. But, we've known each other since we were 17." Craig commented, still unsure of Gerardo and continuing to confuse his wife.

Unbeknownst to them, Gerardo could sense a bit of jealousy as well from Craig and decided to take a step back and say, "Well that's splendid and quite a coincidence. My wife and I met at a dance class when we were 17 and we'll also be married 35 years this coming February. And I am also pleased to say I am happily married as well. Quite happily actually."

Then almost as if to further prove his point and trying to ease Craig's uneasiness and false skepticism with the situation, he pulled out his phone and found a picture of himself and his wife from their trip back to Spain about 2 weeks ago.

Gerardo grinned as he said, practically beaming with pride, "This is my Elena, el amor de mi vida."

Upon seeing the picture of Gerardo and Elena together, both of them immediately went wide eyed at seeing how gorgeous of a couple they were.

While Heather's parents didn't underrate themselves and were usually used to being one of the best looking couples of their age any time they attended a social event together. Particularly since both of them thought of themselves as very fit and fashionable for their age at said parties and in general among their peers.

But compared to Gerardo and Elena… the look of feeling almost 'jealously inadequate' could be seen plain as day from them.

Gerardo put his phone away as he continued, not wanting to lose ground, "But, anyway, it really is a pleasure to meet you two. Though, I was wondering if your lovely daughter is home. I'd love to finally get the chance to meet her properly."

Heather's parents slowly exchanged confused looks between them as they processed what Gerardo just said concerning their youngest daughter.

Mainly that they have never heard anyone remotely say that Heather was 'lovely' whatsoever with the exception of Alejandro. Though they hardly questioned that since Alejandro seemed to be the only young man who has ever seemed remotely interested in seriously pursuing their youngest daughter.

Sure while Alejandro and Heather's 'relationship' has always confused them, they also didn't want to question it since Alejandro not only was able to put up with how Heather is, but he also had the 'bonus' of having everything they hoped for when it came to their daughter's choosing relationships.

As far as Alejandro was concerned, he had everything and more.

Birth, money, looks… and also happened to not mind Heather's brash personality and was willing to actually date her seriously? They were sold and still hoping with everything that Heather would reciprocate… or at the very least want to be with him enough to get her out of the house sooner rather than later from their perspective.

"Um, what's going on here?"

They all immediately looked behind themselves again only to see Heather, standing there in a pair of flared dress pants and long sleeve maroon blouse, just returning from yet another failed meeting with a prospective agent and not in the best mood for said reason.

She took off her sunglasses as she looked on at the gathering in front of the front door.

Well, until her eyes went wide at who she was seeing in front of her parents.

(Heather's POV)

Um, what the hell is happening here?

Is that… Alejandro's dad? What's he even doing here anyway?

And just… why?

Then I was even more taken back when I saw Alejandro's dad turn around fully to face me as he said, a very familiar smirk spread across his face, "Ah, just the young lady I was looking for. You are most excellent with your timing, I must say."

I kept giving him an unsure look, still trying to figure out what the hell was even happening here?

I was especially trying to figure it out when he grabbed my hand, holding it between us in a traditional style as he started, his tone completely smooth while putting his other hand on his chest, "You must be the famous Heather Wilson. I am Gerardo Burromuerto Navarro, Alejandro's father. Though I'm sure a clever señorita like yourself probably guessed already. It is an honor to finally get the opportunity to meet you."

My eyes widened even more as I gave him a skeptical look and replied, taking my hand back, "And why exactly?"

He chuckled a little before he said, "My apologies, señorita. I am true to my word though. It truly is a pleasure to meet the young lady who my son regards so highly. And I must say you are even more lovely in person."

Ugh, great… there's two of them now.

As it is I was trying to figure him out, but he is Alejandro's dad so… ugh, go figure?

But, I held back as I started, "Well, thanks… I guess?"

I couldn't help but be suspicious somehow, but I also didn't want to dig myself into a hole with this at the moment.

Maybe Alejandro was behind this?

Then his dad snapped his fingers for a second as he started, "Ah! Sí! How absent minded of me. I have something for you, Miss Wilson."

He pulled out something from the inside of his coat that looked like a 4x6 card of some kind that I realized was an invitation by the time he handed it to me.

"Although my wife and I's 35th Anniversary isn't until February and due to scheduling conflicts around the date, we are having an anniversary party earlier than planned to also double up for the holidays as well. Just a party with friends, family, and other various relations… that sort of thing. I was going to have my son give this to you, but I thought I'd hand deliver it to you myself while I was passing through. It's in 2 weeks and we would be most delighted if you would like to attend... and with Alejandro of course. My oldest son Carlos and his wife are coming in as well so it will be a great opportunity to make some introductions, particularly since you and Alejandro seem to be getting serious as of late. And your parents are more than welcome to attend too, of course." He explained, smirking as he nodded his head to my parents, who both still looked confused as all get out by what the hell was going on here?!

But, right as I was about to say something, he looked at his watch and said, "I do apologize, but I really must be off. It was a pleasure to meet you all and we really must meet again. Adiós and have a wonderful rest of your day."

All of us just stood there, trying to figure out what the hell just happened?

I just completely walked past my parents, who were still just standing there, as I pulled out my phone and made my way into the house. Immediately I found the contact I was looking for and hit call in one swift motion, hearing the dial tone going.

You've got a whole lot of explaining to do, Alejandro.

Well, looks like Gerardo made quite the impression on the Wilson's. Lol. XD This interaction was actually very fun for me to write, especially for Heather's parents when it comes to talking to Alejandro's silver tongued and suave diplomat father. Particularly that Heather's mother would feel simultaneously flattered but also completely thrown by this handsome and smooth talking man who also happened to be Alejandro's father, but Heather's father… he didn't seem too thrilled when he walked into the situation at first. But considering he was seeing another man, and a very handsome man like Gerardo, suavely holding his wife's hand completely out of context when he walked into the situation, I think some initial jealousy seemed realistic… and kind of humorous from my perspective. Although it seems the jealousy has now extended to both Heather's parents after seeing both of Alejandro's parents. Haha. XD Since this fanfic is focusing on Alejandro and Heather's relationship plus their families, I wanted to elaborate more on Heather's parents and what they are like as people. Although we only saw them in action once during the series's run in their TDI video message to Heather, I got a good inclining about the kind of people they are. While I don't see Heather's parents as being that bad, I do see them as being just selfish and negligent adults when it came to their roles as parents. Heather's parents just seemed like the sort of couple to me that would have been very into themselves and their marriage that they mostly just had a family out of social expectation together and were hardly present as parental figures to their children. Partially maybe why their children maybe don't behave 'well' to put it politely since they were mostly left to their own devices and spoiled with money as compensation for love and had nothing beyond maybe a nanny looking after them during their childhood. Meanwhile Heather's parents probably went about their work and social lives together as a couple and only really included their children in situations once they were old enough to be 'shown off' to friends and associates. It is sad, but this is something that I have seen happen quite often among more 'well off' families in particular. But anyway, it looks like Heather's having some suspicions that she wants to get confirmed. Hope you're prepared to talk your way through this one Al! Haha. XD Anyway, thank you all so much for reading and constructive feedback is always MUCH appreciated if you have the time. Thanks again for everything and stay safe!

Stay classy!

Dexter1995