A/N I recognise the fact that I never gave Chingachgook any closure despite the story having revolved around his reaction.

So here's a quick fix that.

He's fine.

The End.

No I joke. OK, here you go.

Chingachgook sat back in his chair with the newspaper inches from his nose and a coffee on the table beside him.

"I keep telling him he should get glasses but he insists nothing's wrong with his eyes."

Chingachgook rolled his eyes,

"Despite what you believe, boy, I see everything. Even you sneaking out at night to do whatever it is you do."

Silence met his remark. A victorious smile in place, he began to lower his paper,

"So I assume it's a girl. Am I about to meet –"

Blonde, timid and beautiful. He had had many dreams about his son falling to his death. A psychiatrist friend who had a particular interest in dreams and their meanings had told him that these were wonderful. It meant his son was growing up. Chingachgook didn't quite agree.

But Chingachgook never mentioned the fact that there was a young woman involved in it all. She would try to rescue him time and time again before following him. It would always end the same way.

Now here this woman was. Looking just as perplexed as he felt.

"Yeah…" Sean said tentatively, "Dad, this is Alice."

"I've got him!" this Alice child suddenly blurted out, surprising Chingachgook even further, "I – he's safe."

Chingachgook became aware that she was just as dumbfounded by him as he was by her, that she knew or had seen him before just as he had her.

Her statement alone, as if having read his mind, was enough to have him believe that they had crossed paths before.

"You do," he rose steadily from his seat, "Yes…he is indeed. Hello Alice."

"Hello."

Sean cocked his head and narrowed his eyes in puzzlement. He took Alice's hand.

"This is my father, Chingachgook…" leading her away from Chingachgook, he muttered under his breath to her, "Have I missed something?"

He didn't hear the girl's response as he was left to brood over what had just occurred.

And brood he did. He went over his dreams, he went over his thoughts, he glanced towards the room from which he heard their voices drifting. He crossed his arms.

"Alice…" he said aloud, "Alice, Alice, Alice…"

It felt like 5 minutes but apparently it was two hours when the two reappeared.

"Dad, I'm just going to drop Alice at home. I'll see you later."

"Drive safe," he said without thinking until Alice crossed his line of sight again. He sat up straight.

"Bye, Sir…" she said.

"Goodbye, Alice. It was good to meet you. Brief though it may have been."

She smiled, glanced down before answering him.

"And you. Uhmm…" she looked over at his son, just out of Chingachgook's view, then looked back at him – a firm look in her eyes, "I'll keep him safe."

Chingachgook cocked his head which seemed to deter her slightly. She blushed and shifted uncomfortably,

"I…just thought I'd tell you. You know, driving safe and all, I can – I'll keep an eye out and –"

"Keep him safe." Chingachgook smiled warmly.

She nodded and left.

When Sean came back, he took a seat opposite his father and beamed at him, his eyes bright.

"I like her, dad," he said with subdued passion.

Chingachgook smiled, putting down his paper once more,

"I know you do."

"Yeah." He folded his hands, thinking about his revelation before his expression grew puzzled again and he looked up, "What happened back there?"

"Back where?"

"When you first met Alice. Have you two met before?"

"Oh no." Chingachgook chuckled, "No…But Sean Uncas, you stick to that girl. You stick close."

His son nodded slowly, giving his father an obscure look,

"…No problem…"

They looked at each other for a long while before Sean rose and considered his father curiously before trudging up the stairs behind Chingachgook to his room.

"Alice…." Chingachgook said again with a smile, getting an easy feeling of familiarity. He'd see her again. He felt he'd be seeing her more and more, maybe every day until the day he died.

Ah…yes. Not so bad. His son was in good hands.