AN: Sorry for the long delay between chapters. My muses have been more focused on other fandoms. Blame them. Okay, I'm taking creative liberty and saying that Ollie is a shortened Oliver, cause it makes sense to me. Not like I haven't already taken creative liberty with this story...Also, Trevor is a mean-spirited man so be warned. Lastly, I posted this without putting it through my beta first. I know, shame on me.

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The day of the Prometheus Convention arrived and Hawk wasn't nearly as nervous as I thought he would be. I knew he was probably hiding it, but it just seemed odd to me. For someone who had been seriously freaked out about seeing his dad again he didn't so much as break a sweat when Axel was handing out our assignments. While the rest of the group was doing their last minute preparations I pulled Hawk aside.

"Hey, you okay?"

Hawk gave me a weird look. "I"m fine, why?"

"I just thought...well, I just wanted to check," I replied a little awkwardly.

Things had felt really awkward around Hawk. He acted almost like our heart-to-heart never happened. His responses seemed forced and fake. He seemed to flounder for answers that should have been easy. But mostly it was the little things. It was the little things that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up and twisted something inside of me. And because of the awkwardness between us it seemed as if Hawk was doing what he could to avoid me.

"Ready guys?" Axel asked as he and the other three joined us.

"As I'll ever be," Hawk agreed.

We piled into Axel's car and headed to the convention. Mr. Lee was hosting it at one of his places which meant we not only had to watch his stuff, but provide extra security for the whole place. We weren't the only security of course. We were the special security. The main security guards were posted at the doors and around the room while we wandered around watching for trouble.

When we arrived we had to check in with security and provide our IDs to get in. We were early and most of the people hadn't show up yet, but it didn't take long for that to change. Before I knew it the place was swarming with people.

There was a lot to keep track of too. There were hundreds of exhibits and demonstrations going on. And there were hundreds of people milling about. There were three floors as well. Hawk and I were assigned to the first floor. I noticed with some trepidation that Wingstar Inc. was on our floor. If Hawk noticed he didn't react. And while doing everything else I was also keeping one eye on him.

Things were going just find until I saw a man in a black suit grab Hawk by one arm and pull him over to the Wingstar Inc area. I took a quick look around to make sure everything else was cool before I began to slide my way through the crowd to Hawk. As I approached I got a good look at his father. Trevor Landon wasn't a big guy, but it felt that way. What little height advantage he had over Hawk he certainly was using to make my friend feel small. He had the same strawberry blond hair as Hawk, but there were streaks of grey and it was long enough to be slicked back. His gray eyes seemed to pierce to my very soul when he glared at me at my approach.

Hawk looked over at me and something that could have been annoyance flashed over his face, but it was gone before I could really get a look. "Father, I'd like you to meet Oliver Sharker. Oliver, this is my father Trevor Landon."

"Nice to meet you, sir," I said respectfully, though I really just felt like decking the guy.

"I'm sure," Trevor retorted, giving me a dirty look. "So this is the riff-raff you're associating yourself with now? It's a good thing I separated you from the family name then."

Hawk scowled. "You had your thug drag me over here just to insult me?"

"I just want you to know that when I buy out Lee Industries you and all your miscreant friends are going to be out of jobs," Trevor replied, his dirty look turning to one of smug satisfaction. I just wanted to punch the dude.

"Then I guess it's a good thing for me that you'll never be good enough to buy out Mr. Lee," Hawk retorted fiercely.

Trevor smirked. "You seem to put a lot of confidence in your Mr. Lee. Do you really think he and I are so different? It takes a certain kind of man to make it in this business."

"Aw, is that your way of showing your concern for me?" Hawk sneered. I felt like maybe I should step in, but wasn't completely sure what to actually say or do.

"Hardly. Why would I care about a faggot?" Trevor threw the insult with poisonous disdain.

Hawk tensed and I grabbed him by the shoulder. "Fuck you and your close-minded prejudice!"

"I see hanging around those barbarians has turned you into one yourself," the smirking man taunted. "Why don't you take your boyfriend and go screw each other in a cave somewhere far away."

It was Hawk's turn to grab me. Two hulking men in black suits moved to stand behind their boss and the CEO of Wingstar Inc merely smirked viciously at us. Hawk used the hand he still had on my shoulder to pull me away. I tried to ignore his father's malicious laughter as we moved away through the crowd.

"What a prick," I growled. "How could he talk to his son like that?"

Hawk shrugged, "It comes naturally."

I turned my head to stare incredulously at him. How was Hawk taking it so easily? He didn't look bothered at all by his father's harsh words. Was he so used to hearing them or was there something more?

"Zach," a voice called out from behind us.

Hawk twisted around at the sound of his name and I turned my head enough to watch his face. A myriad of emotions flashed before he settled on surprise. At that I went ahead and turned around to see who he was looking at. A young man who looked like he was maybe a few years older than us was sliding his way through the crowd. He had spiky brown hair and familiar stunning green eyes. I knew who it was without Hawk saying a word.

"Hey baby bro," the young man said. "I saw you having it out with our dad."

Hawk scowled, "He's an asshole."

"Nothing new," the man said. His green eyes moved to me and he smiled widely. "You must be Shark."

"And you must be Drew," I shook the hand he offered to me.

"Zach's told me all about you," Drew said. "It was getting pretty annoying actually, listening to his woes of unrequited love."

"Hey," Hawk exclaimed, punching his brother on the shoulder.

Drew laughed. "Oh please, don't try and deny it."

Hawk shot his brother a look that wasn't very friendly. It wasn't a look I had ever seen on Hawk's face before. The smile stayed firm on Drew's face, but he older Landon brother cocked his head slightly.

"You've got a nice pad here in town," I said, trying to break the tension that I could feel. It seemed so out of place and one sided that it almost hurt.

"Taken him to the pad already, have you?" Drew teased his brother. It felt strained, as if Drew wasn't sure of what kind of reaction he would get.

Hawk's face twisted slightly in confusion before a careful, almost fake smile formed. "Yeah, thought it would be nice for some alone time."

"I bet," Drew laughed.

I laughed with them, but inwardly I was confused. Hawk made it sound like he had willingly taken me there. The truth was I had stalked him there. It wasn't for alone time, it was because I wanted the truth and I knew deep down he wanted to tell me.

"I hope you cleaned up after yourself and used the guest room."

I stayed silent. I wanted to see how Hawk would react.

"Like I'd use your room," Hawk replied, shooting me a look so quick I would have missed it if I wasn't looking for it.

What the hell?

"Alright, that's enough talk about that. I don't need to hear about my baby bro's sex life," Drew said with a mock shudder.

What sex life? As far as I knew Hawk and I were both still virgins. At the very least we had both agreed that any kind of relationship would have to wait until Sam was dealt with and the mystery of Project Onyx was solved. Was Hawk just trying to impress his brother? I decided that must have been it.

Drew stepped closer then so that our conversation couldn't be overheard. "I'm still not having any luck finding anything about Project Onyx. I still can't get security clearance and now they're watching me."

"That's okay," Hawk said after a moment of hesitation. "It's not a big deal anyway."

"Not a big deal?" Drew asked, looking confused. "I thought Renegade was still pushing for you to find out the truth about it."

"Oh ern...I think he's given up."

Drew didn't look convinced. "It was just a few days ago that he last visited you."

"And I haven't seen him since. Just let it go," Hawk snapped. Drew's look of surprise matched my own. "We'd better get back to our duties."

My friend then turned and stalked away. I looked at Drew who had a puzzled look on his face. Apparently I wasn't the only one who thought my friend's behavior was out of place. Drew watched his brother for a moment before his eyes slid to me.

"Do me a favor will ya?"

"Anything," I replied.

"Keep an eye on my bro? Something's not right with him," Drew said as his eyes moved back to watch Hawk.

"Glad I'm not the only one who's noticed," I retorted. "I'm sure things'll get better now that Sam's out of the picture."

"Out of the picture?" Drew repeated questioningly.

"Yeah, Hawk said he left a few nights ago," I explained.

Drew frowned. "That's funny, our dad implied he was still here."

"Really? He must be up to something then," I mused.

"Zach and I think he's after the Razorwing for our dad, but we don't know for sure," Drew replied. "I don't believe for a minute that Sam left. Not when our dad is here."

"Should we look for him?"

"Not yet, but I have a feeling that little snake is right under our noses."