-Connor's POV-

The first night was really scary Haytham took Ayita into his own room because she might keep me up and its best to keep her in an adults room according to him. So I was in a new room I'd have to sleep in until I'm old enough on my own knowing I'll never see my mother or my village ever again.

I feel so alone.

I can see that Haytham is also scared, he's scared he'll mess being a father up. But from what I've seen I'm sure he'll be fine, is this what my mother thought when she was thinking of this? Possibly. But the most important thing is that I make sure Ayita's safe.

-Haytham's POV-The Next Day-

I came downstairs this morning to find Connor already awake, just sitting at the table.

"What are you doing up already, Connor?" It was about, 5:00am.

"I couldn't sleep" I sigh. The fire is probably haunting him, I wish I could of done something.

"Is it, your mother?" He nodded a little. "Come here" I knelt and Connor ran to me crying, I pat his back "Shhh, everything will be ok". I don't know where that came from, my paternal instinct? Do I even have one? I-I guess. Just then there was a knock on the door, I raised an eyebrow I wasn't expecting anyone. I go to the door and answer it. William Johnson. I was holding Connor, he automatically looked at him.

"Who's the little one?" Johnson raised an eyebrow then looked at me.

"My name's Connor!" Well he certainly was showing off.

"Ah, May I come in Master Kenway?" I nodded and walked to the living room where Johnson followed me.

"Its it only you William?" I hope Charles isn't skulking around somewhere outside. He nodded to my relief.

"Who's boy is this?" I thought for a second, knowing I had to tell him.

"He's mine" Johnson nodded I guess I had confirmed what he was already thinking.

"The native woman, no?" I nodded "I can see the boy looks like you, but to be native you must have a native name no?"

"Ratonhnhaké:ton" Connor answered.

"Ah, Life that is scratched" Connor nodded to him a lot and smiled. It's good to see that these two at least get along.

-Connor's POV-

I really like this man, he's fun.

"What is your name?" I ask curious, the Englishman knows my peoples way's well perhaps he can teach me what my people can't now.

"William, William Johnson" Ayita started crying, and my head went up like a meerkat, I tried to squirm from Mister Johnson because he had placed me on his lap, but Haytham signed for him to hold me while he got her. Why?! Why was he doing this! I am the one who's looked after her! He's taking her from me! NO!

"Let me go!"

"Ratonhnhaké:ton, let your Father deal with it"

"He is NOT my Father, he makes me call him Haytham!" I growled getting irritated.

"He is your Father and he's trying his best to look after you. You must comply with him this is his first time with you two and he is trying his best, now give him a chance" I thought for a second maybe I am being a little ungrateful and stubborn. I nod, and smile when I see Father cuddling Ayita and talking to her. He looked so… so fatherly I admired at how easily he adapted to the situation. Admiration? Am I growing soft to this man I have only new for a night? This man who is my father. "Stubbornness, Ratonhnhaké:ton.. You get that from your father" My mothers words still ring in my ear's. But my father seems to take that sadness in me away, his caring smile his gentle touch…. I, I…

I love him for it..