Hi everyone. Wow, I'm a terrible person. I'm so sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I've been so busy with school, but it's thanksgiving, so I have a long weekend and will try to update either tomorrow, Sunday or Monday. Anyway, enjoy for now.

"Mei!" Sinedd stammered.

"Sinedd." Mei repeated, her face blank and emotionless.

"Your nose is bleeding," Brandon whispered to Cale. Cale shrugged and wiped his nose with the back of his sleeve.

"Would love to chat, but I'm a bit busy," Sinedd snarled. He walked over to Cale and grabbed the boy firmly by the shoulder and began to walk away. At that moment, Tia and Rocket ran over to the small group, glancing at Sinedd and Cale as they left the scene.

"What's going on?" Rocket asked.

Before anybody could answer Rocket, the hooded man turned and ran in the opposite direction that Sinedd had gone.

"Wait!" Mei cried. The man slowed down briefly, and then continued to run.

"Come back," yelled Mei, who began to run after him.

"Mom!" Ryland cried, racing after his mother. Jaina and Brandon also followed.

"What's going on?" Jaina asked breathlessly as she caught up with Ryland.

"I have no idea," Ryland replied.

Mei was still running after the man, crying for him to stop and begging for him to come back.

"She's going to frigging kill herself," Ryland growled. Mei was out of breath and gasping, and tears rolled down her cheeks. Suddenly, Mei stopped, looking around desperately, a puzzled look on her face. She fell to her knees, sobbing. Brandon, Ryland and Jaina could only stare at their mother in confusion as she cried like a child on the floor.

Cale stood against the wall, staring glumly at the floor. Sinedd brabbed a tissue box of the counter and handed his son a cleanex.

"Take this," he murmured. Avoiding his father's eyes, Cale mopped up his bleeding nose.

"I suppose you want to know what's going on?" Sinedd asked quietly.

Cale shrugged.

"Well, as you know, we've been keeping D'Jok prisoner for about eighteen years. He only recently escaped. Well, Bleylock, well, you know…"

"…Wants to destroy the entire universe?" Cale offered.

"Well, yeah, basically," Sinedd sighed, grimacing slightly.

The two men stood in silence for a few minutes before Sinedd turned at put his hand on Cale's shoulder.

"I'm sorry I've been a… bad – really bad – father, Cale. I've been confused and stressed and … scared. I don't know what came over me. I never should have taken it out on you."

Cale looked at Sinedd and blinked. "It's fine." He croaked.

"No, it's not. I'm not going to be involved in this anymore. I'm going to be a better father. I promise. I'm so sorry."

Cale sniffed and chewed his lip, "It's fine – really."

Sinedd didn't reply, instead, he held out his hand for Cale to shake. Cale had only just touched his father's palm when Sinedd changed his mind and hugged his son before leaving.

"See you tomorrow," he said, and left, leaving Cale – surprised, overwhelmed and, deep down, rather delighted.

D'Jok sighed. She had been right there. Right in front of him. He had wanted nothing more that to turn around and hug her and kiss her and never ever let go of her again. But he couldn't do that. He couldn't risk her life; she was too precious for that. And he couldn't risk the life of his daughter, or his sons…? D'Jok rubbed his temple. He still wasn't entirely sure. Were they his children? They couldn't possibly be. That would be they would have to be triplets. D'Jok bit his lip. Triplets. That definitely would be a handful. Too much for a single mother to handle on her own. He wanted his wife. He wanted his family. He couldn't bare this anymore. He would have to kill Bleylock, and get it over with. Yes, that's right. He was going to kill Bleylock. Right now.