Meeting Daddy

She pulled up to Raintree in what seemed to be a record time and slowly got out and looked around. Even though she had only been gone for a short time things seemed different.

Matt stood out in the middle of the track staring off in the distance, and she instantly got worried that his conversation with Junior had not gone well.

Unbuckling Jason and pulling out his car carrier she slowly made her way towards Matt.

"Hey," she called "is everything ok?"

He turned to look at her then and that was when she noticed that he was crying.

"Matt," she asked "what is wrong?"

"Is that Jason?" he asked immediately reaching down unbuckling him and pulling him into his arms.

"Matt?" she questioned.

"I'll be fine," he stated.

"What happened?" she asked "Did you and Junior get into it?"

"No, Dani and I had a fight."

"What about?" she asked, "If you don't mind me asking."

"You," he stated simply as he placed Jason back into his carrier.

"Matt…" she stated hesitantly.

"It's not what you think Kris. Really, it isn't."

He rubbed his hands on his face as he continued to talk.

"I'm so tired of her being insecure. Every time we get into a fight she brings up you and brings up the past. I'm sick of it. She can't get past it."

"I guess me coming back didn't really help either, did it?"

"It's not your fault; we just have issues we need to work through."

She nodded her head quietly and she couldn't help but feel guilty about everything.

"Have you seen Junior lately?" she asked.

"Yeah," he replied "I just saw him head into the bunkhouse. Do you need me to watch Jason for awhile while you two talk?" he asked.

"Maybe a little later," she replied "I think first and foremost this little guy should meet his dad."

Matt silently nodded his head looking off into the distance again.

"Don't worry Matt," she stated as she slowly turned away "everything will work out in the end."

"I hope so," he stated "good luck with Junior."

--

She watched the two of them out of their bedroom window and she couldn't help but feel guilty about starting a fight.

He reached down and picked up Jason and she could feel her heart ache. They had been trying to have a family for months now and nothing had come out of it.

She knew he was having a hard time with it, and she knew that he blamed himself. The stress that he was feeling was only magnified by the fact that they had been having problems.

She didn't want to lose him, but her temper kept getting the best of her.

She watched as he wiped some tears off of his face and then looked off in the distance again.

She loved him and she knew that he loved her as well. They would work through it, they always did.

--

Kris slowly made her way to the porch of the bunkhouse and stood silently in front of the door.

She fussed with her clothes and then reached down and fussed with Jason's outfit, delaying knocking on the door.

Satisfied that they both looked OK, she slowly raised her hand to the door to knock before dropping it down.

She knew that this moment was big and she couldn't help but feel nervous. She wanted it to be perfect for Junior, as silly as that seemed.

Closing her eyes she took a few deep breaths and focused all her energy at that moment into making this perfect for Junior.

Squeezing her hand tightly into a fist she knocked before she could lose her nerve. She could hear him rustling around inside the small house, before calling out "just a minute."

She could feel the butterflies dancing in her stomach and she thought for a moment she might be sick.

Looking down at her precious baby boy she whispered "are you ready to meet your daddy?"

As the door swung open she could see a look of shock on Junior's face.

"Hey there daddy," she stated "I have someone I want you to meet."

His eyes traveled to the small boy in the carrier she was holding and she heard his intake of breath. Trying not to cry she quietly whispered "can we come in?"

"Of course," he replied as his eyes never left Jason.

They entered the bunkhouse and she took a deep breath. The hard part was over. Reaching down she unbuckled Jason from his seat and gently pulled him out and into her lap.

"Junior, meet your son Jason Kenneth Davis."

"Can I hold him?" Junior whispered.

She smiled and nodded and gently placed Jason into his father's arms.

She could feel the tears gently rolling down her cheeks and she didn't even care. Together they were beautiful and the sight of Junior holding him seemed to take her breath away.

"He's beautiful," Junior stated "just like his mommy."

Their eyes met and she noticed that he too had tears falling down his face.

"Just like his daddy," she replied blushing slightly.

"How can you love someone so much that you have never even met?" he asked marveled.

"I felt the same way the first time I saw him," she replied.

"I'm so sorry little one," he whispered "that I missed so much." Tears had started to fall down his face again and she watched as he leaned down and kissed the small boy on the head.

She could feel tears falling again and she whispered his name "Junior."

He looked at her and she could feel her throat closing up.

"I love you Kris, thank you." He stated and she could feel her head slowly nodding.

"I love you too Junior, and thank you for one of the greatest gifts of my life."

"I'm so sorry I left you that morning," he whispered "if only I had stayed we wouldn't be in this situation."

"Don't blame yourself, Junior. You did what you thought was right. I blamed myself for the longest time after your plane went down, wondering what I could have done to make you stay. It was destructive and not to mention unhealthy for myself and him."

He quietly nodded his head as he continued to look down at his son in his hands.

"I have a son," he whispered.

She reached over and gently placed her hand on his shoulder and he looked up at her through teary eyes.

"We have a son," she stated smiling gently through the tears that were falling from her eyes as well.

He leaned over and gently placed a small kiss on her lips before pulling away and leaning his forehead against hers.

They stayed that way, both looking down at Jason once again.

"I'm your daddy," Junior cooed "and I am not going anywhere, I promise."

His eyes met hers and he repeated "I am not going anywhere, I promise."

She nodded her head quietly as tears fell down her face.

After making sure they were settled she left Jason and Junior alone to get acquainted and made her way outside sitting down on the porch swing.

Closing her eyes she leaned her head back and tried to stop the onslaught of tears that tumbled down her face. She knew she was blubbering and she hoped that she wasn't loud enough that Junior could hear her inside the bunkhouse.

Putting her head into her lap she gasped for air through her sobs and she could feel how weak her body felt.

She could hear someone walking and then felt the swing move with the weight of someone sitting next to her.

Looking up she found Matt sitting next to her and when their eyes met he pulled her into him and let her cry on his shoulder. She could feel the sobs rake her body and he gently placed his hand on her back to soothe her.

"Thank you," she stated "you are always there when I need you the most."

He nodded his head quietly and looked off into the distance.

"How did it go?" he asked questioningly, concerned due to her tears.

"Perfectly," she replied "it went perfectly."

--

He was alone with his son and he had never felt more exhilarated or scared in his entire life.

As Jason reached up and wrapped his tiny hand around one of his fingers, he felt as if his heart might burst.

"I love you little one," he whispered and Jason seemed to coo in response.

He leaned down and placed another gentle kiss on his son's face.

"I'm a father," he stated quietly into the air "I have a son."

As he gently rocked the small boy asleep he couldn't help but close his eyes and lean his head back as well.

Together the two men in Kris' life lulled each other to sleep.