Notes: Hey everyone, I had this idea running through my thoughts for a while and I finnaly decided to publish it. On this story I'll still crossover SitkaXEsmeralda since I found they are a good couple and as my Family pranks one shots Fic, Koda is Kenai's and Nita's older son. Please let me know on the reviews what do you think and of what other stuff you might like I write about. So, with no time to waist, let's go:

I never met him, war snatched him away from me in my infancy

"There you go Mrs Jhonson"Sitka"The leak is fixed"

"Oh thank you so much Sitka, I'll talk to your manager so they give you a promotion"

"Nah, it wasn't the big deal. In fact, I like my job"

"Mechanic at heart, right?"

"You know me too well" he answered with a big smile.

Sitka worked as a mechanic after he graduated from highschool, he got married at twenty three and a year later he became a dad. Many times his boss offered him a promotion, but Sitka always refused it, thanking him for the offer, oviously, saying that he liked his job and his position, even his salary was really good. But it wasn't because of that, but his position allowed him to spend more time with his family, at the same time he could provide the necessary for them and some times a little more.

"You always make our best client satified"said Tug, an old friend of his father, comming in with a toolbox in hand.

"In fact I start to believe she's in love with me"he joked

Both men chuckled as the owner was coming out of his office.

"Good afternoon gentlemen"

"Hello Mr Brown"Sitka"Do you need I do something else before I leave?"

"Hmm...Yeah, we just received a new comand of tools and cleaning products. You can place the boxes on their respectives sites and then you can leave. I'll ask the next work shift guys to place the stuff"

"I'll give you a hand with that"Tug

...

It was 05:00pm, Sitka passed before a store to not arrive home empty hands. He took some grosseries and a little present for his family, finaly he reached his house. When Sitka opened the door, he was excitly welcomed by his ten years old son, Sitka Jr, SJ. He was the masculine version of Esmeralda, Sitka's wife, except for his father's brown eyes.

"Dad! You're here!"

"Hey there champ!"

Sitka leaved the grosseries bag on the floor and hugged tightly his son.

"Oh I missed you so much"

"I missed you too, let me help you"

"Thanks"

"Are those flowers for mom?"

"Shhh! It's a surprise"he wispered.

"Well, look who's here"said a female voice in front of them. Esmeralda was looking at her boys, holding her one year old daughter Hokani, as SJ, she was the feminine version of Sitka with emerald eyes. Sitka met his wife for the first time at twenty years old, he had been working during two years on the workshop and became the best among his workmates. Until one day, a college girl came to the workshop asking for a change of tires because one of them had been pierced. Sitka quickly volontiered to change it, but his blushing made him look clumsy changing the tire. The days next he was so distracted, on his mind was only that green eyes college girl.

"Hello honey"said Sitka to his wife as he approached her.

"Hey baby"

"Dada!"

"Hey little princess!"he said on a funny voice that always made the baby laugh.

"Are those for me?"asked Esmeralda for the flowers

"Your favorites"

"Oh honey you're so sweet"

They switched baby and flowers jut to embrase and kiss passionatly each other next.

"Ewww! Groooossss!"SJ

"I just wanna see you with your girlfriend when you're older"Esmeralda told her son

Sitka and Esmeralda tried to kiss again, but Hokani pushed her momy's head away.

"See! Even Hokani knows it's gross. And she's just a baby!"

They just rolled their eyes, Esmeralda then told them dinner was ready. So everybody went to the table and started to eat, Sitka was feeding his daughter with some vegetable porridge since her teeth just started to come out and Hokani wasn't yet ready for solids. After dinner, SJ and Sitka helped Esmeralda to clean up the table and wash the dishes, meanwhile she took Hokani to her room for her afternoon nap.

"Hey dad"

"What's up champ?"

"Can you help me with my school project?"

"Sure, what's it about?"

"Three generations: Grandpa, you and me. We have to show how was your childhood with my grandfather and which factors are similar between you and me."

On that moment Sitka's smile vanished from his face, an old wound had opened again. He wasn't even listening to his son anymore because he got in some kind of trance.

"Daddy?"

"Ah?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah sure. I'm perfectly fine"he lied forcing a smile"Let's start, shall we?"

Father and son were working on SJ's computer preparing the project, there were some pictures of Sitka and SJ together explaining the place, day and activity. But there was a little problem, it was only them.

"Your project seems really complete"

"Yes, but it's no ready yet dad. I also need some pictures of you and grandpa Hinun"

Sitka's embarrased expression didn't passed unnoticed by SJ.

"Dad? Are you alright?"

Sitka showed him the only pictures of him and his father he had, presiously keeped on an old and small family album. But they were too few, since they were of grandma Qigik pregnant and of grandpa Hinun with baby Sitka on his arms.

"Those are the only ones I have with my dad"said Sitka with sadness on his voice.

"What do you mean?"asked SJ since his dad never talked about his grandfather.

"I never met him, war snatched him away from me in my infancy"

SJ stared at his dad in shock and disbelief. The only think he could do was to hug his father the most tight he could.

34 years ago

"Please be careful"she told her husband

"I'll be don't worry"

Hinun was a marine who had been called for deployement. He was also a married man to a beautiful woman called Qigik and the father of a three months old baby boy: Sitka, both father and son looked a lot alike. His family had accompany him to the military airport to say farewell.

"We'll be waiting for you my love"

"I know, I'll be back as soon as I can. You both are my entire world"

He kissed his wife's lips before taking his son in front of him.

"Hey Sitka, I'm gonna be absent for a while, okay? Take care of Mommy for me, 'cause when I come back I'm sure you're gonna be bigger and heavier than now"

Hinun did a raspberry on his son's stomach making the baby boy yelp and laugh, he then delivered him to his mother and kissed her lips and then his son's forhead one last time. Hinun started to make way to the airplain where his comrades were waiting for him. He looked back one more time before entering the plain, his family was waving hands to him. Hinun smiled to them and did the same thing, when he entered the plain, Tug Mathews, a young afroamerican guy of his age was waiting for him.

"Hey, I know it's hard bro, but in less that you can imagine, we'll be back sharing some beers, with your girl leaning her head on your shoulder and your baby on your arms pulling your hippie hair"

"Ha ha ha, so funny"

But little they knew...that it would be that last time Hinun would see his family ever again.

Their unit had suffered an ambush, they were fighting against the Talibans, waiting for air support. On one moment Hinun was looking at a picture of his wife holding his son.

"I'm sorry Qigik, I'm sorry Sitka, I love you"said Hinun thinking his time had come and kissed the picture.

Hinun got on his feet, but as he turned around a bullet went through his throat.

"HINUN!"yelled Tug when he saw the scene.

Tug shot many times the Taliban that injured his best friend, it had been a fucking kid, not even about twelve years old. Tug ran to Hinun, air support had come, but it was too late for the soldier. Blood was running from the whole and the mouth, Hinun was gurgling trying to speak.

"Tug..."

"Stay still brother, help is here"

"Q...Qigik...Sitka..."

"You're gonna see them soon, okay? You're gonna go home"

But Hinun shook his head.

"Tell'em...I'm sorry"he started to tear up.

"No, you're gonna be fine, keep your eyes open, understand?"

Hinun gave him his plates.

"Please...Sitka"

"No, you're gonna give it to him yourself...Hinun?"

But his friend wasn't moving anymore, his eyes were looking at him pleading.

"No, Hinun, Hinun! No! Please don't go man! NO!"

Too late, Hinun died in Tug's arms.

Back home Qigik had just fed her son and now baby Sitka was taking his nap. Someone knocked the door of the small appartment, Qigik wasn't expecting visits, she opened the door and saw Tug dressed with the white uniform. Somethig bad had happened, Tug delivered to her the american flag trying to hold back the tears. Qigik took it and hold it tight on her chest while she broke down. Tug huged her letting the tears come down through his face, later he gave Qigik Hinun's plates, telling her the last will of her husband: To give Sitka the plates when he got older along with a note;

Dear Sitka;

If you're reading this it means that I'm gone. I don't know how old are you by now, and I'm sorry I cannot be here with you. But I wanna tell you that you and your mom are my entire world, my motivation to keep going. I regret you couldn't know me, I trully wish to be here with you right now and forever, but remember this, I'll be always watching over you and your mom. Because you're my son and I love you no matter what, and every time you wear those plates, I'll be there with you.

Never forget that I love you at the point I'll give my soul for you.

Dad.