3 YEAR:

I sat on the bench, watching Aaron run up the little stairs and slid down the slide. He giggled every time his ass hit the ground. I couldn't help to cringe, but that was just how he was. It was rare to see him cry, and when he dose I knew it was bad. Every moment I looked at him, I saw Deckard. He had his father's ears, nose and lips. He had my color of eyes, but Deckard's shape. He was beginning to ask for his father. There has been many moments where I am speaking with a man, and Aaron would come running over to me asking if that was him. I found it endearing, but it broke my heart every time.

There was something about Aaron that drew people to him. I guess it didn't hurt that he was a good looking boy, but it was more than that. He was quiet, but not out of painful shyness. It was reservedness, like a conscious choice to observe the lie of the land before he got involved. Yet he wasn't standoffish, he remained friendly faced and welcoming in body posture.

I had nothing to do in that, he had just always been that way. From the first moment he was brought into this world, to now Aaron has been a charmer. During his second year, I have allowed him more time in the parks and on our outings. I have been an over protective mother, I know the weird shit that goes on in the world. Is it bad I want to keep him away from all of that?

Watching as a little red hair boy walked over to Aaron, I grinned. I have never seen him go out and deliberately make a friend, they just came to him. I couldn't help, but just imagine how much like his father he will look like. With a sigh, I glanced down at my watch.

"Aaron! We have to go!" Grabbing my bag and his backpack, I smiled as he ran to me. "Hey baby, you hungry?"

"Yeah!" He giggled, as he took off to the car.

I freaked at seeing him run off towards the street. "Aaron wait!" He stopped, giving me a weird look. "Don't run off like that."

"Sorry mommy." He held his hand out to me. "Hold my hand?"

I couldn't never stay mad at those eyes. "Of course." After taking him out to eat, we walked back home. Athena greeted us at the door, before dashing out to the backyard. "Before you go play with Athena, is your homework done?" Aaron nodded. "All of it?" He paused for a moment and nodded once more. "Alright then, I am trusting you."

"I promise mommy."

With a groan, I kissed him on the head. "Alright baby, go play." I had began to prepare supper, as the door rang. With a frown, I reached for the gun in the drawer I keep by the door. No one knew where I lived, I rotated between houses every month. Peaking through the hole, I frowned at the young lad. He looked no older than his late 20's and was wearing a pressed suit. With a heavy sigh, I placed the weapon back and opened the door. "Look kid, sorry but I am not interested in buying anything you have to sale."

"Ms. Toretto?" He asked.

I stood up straight, glaring daggers into him. "Who wants to know?"

"I am nobody, but I need you to come with me." He stepped aside and held his hand out towards the black car.

I scoffed. "You are not nobody, I have seen and met nobody. And like I am really just going to grab my shit and follow you." Slamming the door into his face, I walked out to check on Aaron. Seeing a male sitting with Aaron in the yard, had my heart pounding. "Get away from my son."

The man stood and grabbed Aaron. I smiled at Aaron, when he turned to look at me. I didn't want to scare him. "Give me my son now, please."

The man chuckled. "You can have him back, once we get where we must take you." I reached for my knife. "Ah-ah-ah." He smirked. "You wouldn't want your little boy to get hurt, now do you?"

With a growl, I grabbed my jacket and Aarons bag. Once we were in the car, I couldn't help, but roll my eyes. This was all deja-vu again. Just wonder who called me in this time? Shit! I then remembered, no one knew of Aaron. I kept my family at a reasonable distance. Only gave them calls every Friday and Tuesday. Now I was officially freaking the hell out. As soon as we arrived I was placed against the car and handcuffed. Oh! They are going to regret this.

As they dragged me into what seemed like a meeting room, I watched as Aaron was taken the opposite way.

"Hey! Bring back my son! Hey!" Struggling with the hands on me, I continued to scream. "Aaron! Let me go! Aaron!" Not knowing where they were taking him, had me in a panic. Aaron has never been away from me, no more than a few minutes. "You son of a bitch! Give me my son!"

"Enough!" Little nobody yelled. "He is fine alright! Now get in there with the others!"

I allowed my self to be dragged into the room. With my panic at full throttle, I didn't noticed who was in the room, I simply paced it. My mind was on one thing and one thing only. Aaron. Looking up, I was hoping to see him walk through the doors and into my arms.

"Eli?" I stopped my pacing, and I believe my heart stopping it's beating. I was sure to have heard wrong. That voice was no longer on this world. Right? He was gone. He died. Turning around slowly, I didn't dare look up. I knew this was a trick of my mind. I gasped softly as someone grabbed my chin and lifted my head. No this can't be. "Hey open your eyes please." That was his voice, that was him.

Slowly opening my eyes, I was met with the same ones I never thought I would see again. "Deck?" He nodded, confusion written all over his face. "It's really you?"

He chuckled, his fingers pushing stands of hair behind my ear. "Who else would it be love?"

Jumping towards him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, the best I could with handcuffed hands. "I cant believe it. your here, your really here." My hands squeezed him, scared that if I let go, he will be gone. "Oh god, your here."

Deck held me. Kissing my neck, he inhaled deeply. "What are you going on about Eli?" He pulled back, just enough to see my face. With a small smile, he wiped the tears away. "I know I was gone, but you act like I was dead."

I cringed at the mention of him dead. "I was told you died deck. After your fight with Dom, I was lead to believe you died as the building fell." I know my voice was a mere whisper. I hated talking about it, even knowing he was alive. "Three years deck, I thought you were dead all these years."

Deckard pulled me into another hug. "I am not Eli. I am here. alive and well." Pulling back, he crashed his lips onto mine. I moaned softly, he still had that magic, in which he would cause my knees to buck underneath me. "I missed you."

I bit his lower lip, laughing at the small growl he gave. "You have no idea how much I have dreamed of this Deck. You, me and-" suddenly I remembered. "Aaron!"

Deck frowned. "Who?"

I stopped and glanced up at him. "Our goodbye, left me with a farewell gift deck."

His frown got deeper. "What?"

"You knocked me up Deckard." I swear his face was comical. "A baby boy. One that they will not give back!" I kicked the glass door, trying to break it.

Deckard stalked over to little nobody and grabbed him by the front of his shirt. "Where is my son?!"

The boy although trying to hide it, was probably about to piss his pants. "He is safe."

"Safer than with his mother? I don't think so." Slamming him against the wall, Deckard growl. "Bring him now!"

"Look who is it?' All eyes turned to see Mr. Nobody place Aaron on the floor. "Go see mommy."

I kneeled down, pulling my arms up and over Aaron as he ran to me. "Oh! I missed you!"

Aaron giggled. "Uncle Nobody, gave me a lollipop!" He stuck the candy in my face, demanding I see.

"Wow!" Once I was satisfied that he had been unharmed. I sat him at the table and turned to nobody. "Uncle?"

"Mommy?" He cocked a brow. "Even I didn't know you had a child, and believe me I know everything."

With a shrug, I turned to Deckard. He was looking at Aaron, but never made a move towards him. I held my hand out to him, he looked from me to Aaron and back at me. "Come on Deck." Grabbing his hand I walked him to Aaron. "Aaron, can you say hi?"

Aaron looked up at the man and for once in his life, he was shy. "Hi." It was merely a whisper.

"Do you know who he is?" I asked.

He shook his head, knitting his eyebrows. "No." I leaned in and whispered into his ear. His eyes widen and his lips spilled a grin. "Daddy!"

Deckard had little time to react to the hug. Aaron had jumped out of his chair and into the arms of his father. Deckard chuckled at the boy. He still couldn't believe he was a father. He made this child, him and Eli his girl. After all this time, he thought she had forgotten him. that maybe she had gone back to her ex and started a life with him. I was glad that wasn't the case. Kissing Aaron on the head, he inhaled his son's scent. Pulling Eli into a hug and kiss, he knew at that moment that nothing will ever take them away from him. He would die for them.