MelissaDB'sLover: Eddie is dating Jill and Mia is learning how to cook from Sonya. No, Tasha is not alive. I hope I answered all your questions! :)

Chapter 16:

(Eddie P.O.V)

Now, how did I get myself into this situation? Here I was sitting in my father's office early the next morning after the family dinner. It's not uncommon to find me in here.

Sometimes it's about work, other times it's about our relationship. Those times are the worst because they mostly end up with us yelling at each other over the unchangeable past.

These talks mostly start with him asking how I am then progresses to more. I try to keep these talking as friendly as possible, but it's kind of hard to connect with someone you barely know.

"So, the trip to Vegas was a success," I said after a moment of silence.

"Yes, it was," he agreed.

"There's something I've been wanting to ask you."

It's now or never, Eddie!

"What is it, boy?"

Where do I start? There are so many unanswered questions I'm dying to ask, but I don't know how to.

"First, why did you leave me here?" I asked, searching his face for answers. "Why didn't you take me with you to Vegas?"

I know I'm entering dangerous waters, but I need to know the truth. My whole life is revolved around secrets and lies. Sometimes I can't tell what's the truth or a lie.

"Eddie, you don't underst-"

"Then make me understand!" I interrupted, sitting on the edge of my chair. "Please, I need to know the truth!"

Sighing, he rubbed his eyes with his hands. "I didn't let you to come because I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you."

Is that what's this about? He doesn't want me to leave the court because he's afraid of losing his only son? Standing up, I walked around his desk. I laid my hand on his back, feeling guilty that I'm being rude and stubborn when he just wants to protect me.

"I'm sorry, dad," I said at last.

"No, Eddie," my father said, looking up at me. "I'm sorry."

Standing up, he hugged me. Feeling comfort and longing as he pressed me closer to him. Right then and there, I started to replay a memory I had when I was little. My kindergarten class and I went to court to hang out with our role models.

I remember my mom telling me about me about my father. How he's a good, hard working man. Little did I know that the captain of all the guardians is my father. I've always wanted to be just like him when I grew up. To be captain and make sure everything is running smoothly.

I didn't know that the man my mom was telling me about was really my father. I asked her how she knows all this about him. Her answer was that he's a very close friend of hers.

They were close enough to have me!

I still can't believe my childhood role model is my father. Not many people can say they met their father and always wanted to be just like him when they grow up, but I can. I'm one of the lucky ones. I know who my father is and all I ever did since then was be a total jerk to him. I think it's been long enough. The past is the past. I'm finally ready to move on and be the son my father longs for.

"Dad," I said, pulling away from the hug. "I was wondering if we can start over."

He gave me a warm, friendly smile not many people get to see. "I love that, son. How about we have lunch together sometime?"

It was my turn to smile now. "Sounds good to me."

"Well I have a meeting to attend, so I'll see you later."

After hugging one last time, we parted ways. Instead of going back to my apartment, I headed for the bathrooms. I needed a few minutes alone to recollect my thoughts. This was the very first time that I can remember that we didn't fight over anything.

Coming to the bathroom, I opened the door. I looked around to see if anyone was in here before going to stand in front of a mirror. A ghostly, white face stared back at me. My hands shaking on either side of the sink. My heart was beating loud and hard inside my chest.

I know I said I'm ready to move on, but am I really? Am I willing to put the past behind me and face the fact that I have a father who loves me? The truth is...I'm ready! I want to move on, but it's easier said than do-

Hearing a noise come from somewhere behind me, I turned around to see a tall dhampir man standing in front of the door. Arms crossed, face hard and eyes fixed on me. I don't recall knowing this man or ever seeing him before.

Even though he's wearing the right guardian wear, there's something about him that makes me go on high alert. Being the captain's son, I know all of the guardians at court. It's my job to make sure all of them are at their right place and doing their duty.

"May I help you?" I asked, keeping my voice emotionless.

"Yes. Yes, you can help me," the man said in low, deep voice, turning around and locking the bathroom door. "You can help me by making sure Robert Doru is not found guilty in court. That he is set free."

"And what happens if I don't?"

The next minute, I was pinned against a mirror with the sink jabbing in my lower back. I couldn't brake free from the man's strong hold on my arms. He was leaning down very close to me. His face only inches from mine.

"Listen and listen good," his voice like venom. "If Robert Doru is found guilty in court then things are going to get ugly quick. Trust me you don't want to go there. Do. You. Understand?"

"Yes, I do understand," I said, voice tight. "But, I don't think you understand that I don't have that kind of power to-"

"I don't care if you do or don't. Just make sure Robert is set free. If you don't then-"

"-things will get ugly quick," I finished for him.

I wonder why this man cares so much about Robert Doru being found not guilty? I knew I needed to keep my mouth shut before something serious does happen.

"You're lucky I need you alive!" he barked. "Don't fail me!"

With that the man let go of me and walked toward the door. Before he unlocked it, he added,

"If you tell anyone about our little chat, I will hunt you down and kill you slowly and painfully. Understood?"

"Perfectly," I answered, deciding if I should tell my father or not.

After the man left, I waited five minutes before going out. Not knowing what I should do or who to tell about this, I headed for the chapel attic, but thought better of it. Not wanting a repeat of last time, I decided to just walk with no destination in mind.

The pain in my lower back shot through my spine with every step I took. I made sure I kept my face emotionless. A bunch of questions swam through my mind as I headed down the hallway.

Why does it matter to the man that Robert Doru is free? Is he on Robert's side? Duh, Eddie! Of course he is! Should I tell my father? Yes! That men is one of Robert's evil goons!

"Eddie, what are still doing down here?" a stern voice interrupted my thoughts.

Looking up I saw my father wasn't very happy. At me? Or the meeting he just came out of? I didn't know. Before I could answer, he nodded head toward his office and began walking again.

Sighing, I turned around and followed him back down the hall I just came from. Of course, he had to be the one I run into when I'm deep in thought. This is going to be the second time in a few hours that I'm in his office.

(Lissa P.O.V)

"Christian, not so loud!" I whispered, afraid the guardians might barge in at any moment. "They're going to hear you!"

My wonderful husband looked down at me with a huge smile his face. "What you don't want a crowd to witness us making babies?"

Hitting him on his bare chest, I left a red hand mark. Feeling my cheeks heat up, I covered my face with my hands. Christian laughed as he kissed my hands and made a trail down my neck.

I tried to muffle my laughs as best as I could. I really didn't want any witnesses to see us. What sucks about being queen is that I can't lock any of my doors and the guardians barge in at every little noise Christian and I make.

"No, I don't want a crowd," I laughed softly. "And we're not making babies."

"Oh, really now?" he asked, giving me a teasing smile. "Do you remember me putting on a condom?"

My laughs died down as I tried to remember if he did or not. Christian gave me no hints, so I was on my own with this one. I think he did. I'm pretty sure. Wow, Lissa! You remember your grades in high school, but you can't remember if your husband put a condom on or not!

My eyes grew wide at the thought of me being pregnant. Not that I don't want to have kids, it's just I don't know if Christian is ready or not. He told me a few times that he wants to have kids, but isn't fully ready to be a parent yet.

Christian laughed. "Lis, it's okay. I'm wearing a condom. No need to stress yourself out."

My mouth hanged open as I hit him again, leaving another red hand mark on his bare chest. Sometimes he can be so mean! I'm going to get him back that. I don't know how, but I will. It's a good thing I have a best friend who an amazing master mind!

He's never going to see it coming! I laughed to myself which earned me a confused look from Christian. Smiling, I kissed him on the lips.

Do you think Eddie will tell his father about what happed in the bathroom?

How do you feel about Lissa getting even with Christian? Do you have any ideas of what she should do?

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