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RPOV

Have you ever experienced those moments of such complete shock that your mouth is hanging open and you are stuck in one spot and you cannot think of a coherent thought? Yeah, that is the kind of moment I'm having right now. And damn it, I was having a good morning too. Standing in the doorway is none other than Abe Mazur, my father.

It seriously feels like the wind was knocked out of me or something. What the hell was my dad doing here? He always liked Dimitri, I guess, but it was in his own way. His way of course being nodding his head in approval and letting Dimitri keep his kneecaps. My dad and I have never had an amazing relationship. In fact, he didn't even come into my life until I was 15 years old, which is why I have my mother's maiden name, Hathaway. I love him and I know he loves me, but the guy is pretty sketchy. He's made of money and dresses like it too, but even though he has never said so, I'm pretty sure most of that money is from illegal activities.

He came to Montana seeking out my mother who he had been trying to track down for years, only to discover that he had a daughter. My dad has sources and eyes everywhere, but somehow, it took him years to find my mom and he didn't even know I existed. It was pretty remarkable. My mom used to love to tease him about the fact that she "evaded the illusive Zmey" for 15 years.

When he did find us, he and my mom got back together and he tried to become a good father. He did a good job and we had a pretty good relationship, though a lot of it was materialistic. He would buy me whatever I wanted and spoil me rotten. The problem between us was always that we were both too stubborn. He was paranoid and protective and I was independent, which made us fight, a lot. I had been so cooped up in this town and my house for so long that I held some resentment for them holding me back for so long, so we haven't spoken in a long time. Even though I don't hold that resentment anymore, I do hold some different resentment because they never tried to contact me either. After a while, we kind of lost touch, which is why I was not planning on seeing them this trip.

So, back to the present, Abe. What can I say about my old man? After five years, the guy still looks the exact same, hair and eyes my color, a goatee, gold hoop earrings that make him look like a pirate, and a suit with an incredible vibrant, expensive scarf. The guy just screamed don't-fuck-with-me-or-I-will-break-your-kneecaps. It also seems as though my father is as shocked to see me here as I was to see him.

After what felt like an hour of shocked stares, Dimitri cleared his throat. Both Abe and I snapped out of our stunned states and looked at Dimitri. "Abe, nice to see you. How can I help you?" Dimitri said, the picture of polite and calm.

"Well, don't you think it would be better to invite me in first?" Abe said in his thick Turkish accent.

"Of course," Dimitri said hesitantly and let Abe through.

"Hello Little Girl, what are you doing here? I thought you were in Los Angeles," Abe said with his usual smirk on.

"Well I thought you of all people would know I wasn't Old Man, seeing as you know everything." This brought a genuine smile to his face and he opened his arms up to give me a hug. As much as I was upset that he and mom did not try to contact me, I had still missed my father. I ran into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"I've missed you Kiz," he mumbled into my hair.

"I missed you too Baba," I said. He pulled back and looked me in the eye. He then proceeded to look down at what I was wearing. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised in question. "Old habits die hard," I said. This made him shake his head and chuckle.

"Well Dimitri, if I knew my daughter was here I would have come sooner, though I'm sure you would not have appreciated that," Abe chuckled. To Dimitri's credit, his face stayed blank and didn't give much away, but the light blush that rose on his cheeks did.

"Baba leave him alone, we were just getting…reacquainted," I said as I walked over to Dimitri and wrapped my arms around his waist. He smirked down at me and it was my turn to blush. Then, a question struck me. "What the hell are you doing here Old Man if you didn't know I was here?" I felt Dimitri stiffen and looked up at him curiously.

"Oh nothing important," Abe said, waving it off like nothing. "Dimitri has just become like a son to me these last few years and I wanted to stop buy for a visit." Bull shit, was all I could think. I knew however, that it was Abe's story and he was sticking to it. I let it go, for now, and figured I would ask Dimitri about it later.

"Well as you can see, he is a bit busy for a father-son chat sooo…" I said, hoping he would get the message and leave so Dimitri and I could continue our morning activities.

"Well Kiz, you don't have to be so sad to see me go," Abe said rolling his eyes, a trait he picked up from me in my teenage years. "How about this, I will go if you promise to come to the house for dinner tonight." Ah, my father and his deals. How very "Abe" of him.

"I can't," I said, "Dimitri and I are going to dinner at Lissa's with our old high school friends." It actually wasn't a lie or anything. Lissa had offered her house to have a group dinner at that we discussed last night when we all were visiting. The look on my father's face was one I did not think I would see from my rejection, disappointment. I figured he would shrug it off and say "no big deal see you never" but he actually looked really disappointed that I couldn't have dinner. It made me feel bad so I figured I could make time one night to see my parents. "I am here for the rest of the week though," I added on, "Maybe I could come over tomorrow night?"

My father's face lit up and his usual smirk came back on. "Well, if you can fit it in your busy schedule, then of course. Tomorrow night, 7:00," he said as he turned around and headed towards the door again. Before leaving, he turned back around. "I really have missed you Kiz, and so has your mother. She will be excited to see you." With that he shut the front door and left.

Well, that was an interesting turn of events this morning.

Soooooo, who guessed it was Abe? If not him, who did you think it was going to be? What do you think Abe came to see Dimitri about? Let me know, I love reviews so please REVIEW!