Chapter 50-Like Father, Not Like Son
A/N- can you believe it has been 50 chapters already?! Wowsers! Thanks to all of you who reviewed on my last chapter, hopefully this one continues to meet your expectations. (I personally have to say it's one of my favorites so far! BUT I can't wait to see what you all think!) An additional special thanks goes out to Wildfirelover003 for being my beta-reader for this chapter. Thanks for all your hard work!
"So everything is still a go?" the man asked into his phone. His voice was husky and laced with frustration.
"As far as I am concerned it is," Sheik Omar replied, "you definitely held up your end of the bargain."
"So, she road that well, huh?" The man asked somewhat surprised.
"Better than I remember," Omar responded, "It was like the two of them just clicked."
"Well, that's not surprising considering his ancestry." The man replied.
"Firefly was amazing too," Omar exclaimed, "So graceful and energetic. One of the best times I have seen out of him."
"Glad to hear it! Keep me updated on the status." the man replied.
"Will do," Omar answered, "Are you going to come and watch anytime soon?"
"I think," the man replied "it would be best if I stayed away for the time being."
"Understandable," Omar responded, "considering."
"Keep in touch." The man replied as he clipped his phone shut and gently shoved it into his pocket.
Tina looked at the man standing in front of her and resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
"Looks like your little plan is going well, doesn't it?" she asked.
"Yeah," the man replied, "he loved her."
"Well," Tina replied "isn't that special and oh so predictable." She looked down at her hands and picked at the quick of her nails. "I'm bored."
"Then find something to do with your time," the man bit back.
"I would," she stated harshly "If I could leave this god forsaken house and actually have some fun."
"By all means," he seethed "go have your fun, but if you get caught this deal is off. I mean it Tina, I'm not messing around."
"Drama, drama, drama." She chattered back "no wonder you live alone."
He looked at her for just a moment before walking out of the room and slamming the door closed behind him.
"Sheesh," Tina stated into the air "I was just having some fun with him."
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"Well, well, well." Ken Davis Sr. stated as he opened the door and looked at the man standing in front of him "if it isn't my supposed dead son Junior."
"Hey Dad," Junior stated softly as he set the carrier down on the steps and opened his arms for a hug.
"With my grandson as well I see," Ken stated calmly as he pulled his son into a hug, "good to see you too, boy."
"I must say," Matt stated standing just behind Junior "you're not acting very shocked that he's alive."
"Well," Ken stated rather brusquely to Matt "one of my good friends is the sheriff, if you recall. He called me the other night, something about Kerry Connelly and my dear son Junior implicated in the kidnapping of Kris. A spot of trouble you were in there, son."
"Dad," Junior stated slightly frustrated "I had nothing to do with Kerry kidnapping Kris."
"But you were present, I heard." Ken replied "From what I hear she got quite a beating at that."
"That's enough" Junior stated simply "Can't you just leave the past in the past."
"While were on the topic of the past, son. May I not remind you when you got involved with that girl that I told you it would bring you trouble?"
"That girl," Junior seethed "is the love of my life. Something you would know little about."
"Was," Ken replied, "if I hear correctly, you two are no longer legally married. Come to your senses son, pay the child support and get out while you still can."
"Back off," Junior stated angrily at his father "I came to visit but I can just as quickly leave."
"If you choose to stay with Kris then by all means," his father returned, "you know the way out."
Junior looked at his father and gently closed his eyes as he shook his head.
"I thought you had changed," he stated softly "but I guess I was wrong."
Junior turned on his heel grabbing the carrier in the process. Breezing past Matt he made his way to his car.
"You know," Matt stated looking at Ken with a bit of hatred in his eyes "you may have just said goodbye to your son again."
"It won't be long," Ken stated looking at Matt "until he sees that I'm right."
"And if he doesn't?" Matt asked calmly.
"Then I guess," Ken stated simply, "We part ways."
"I just don't understand," Matt stated "at that party you were so good with Kris and Jason. Everyone thought so."
"Well perception is everything isn't it," Ken replied as Matt shook his head and quickly turned and made his way to the car.
Junior sat in the front seat with his head in his hands and the baby on the passenger's seat next to him. Not saying a word Matt gently lifted the carrier and buckled it into the back before sliding into the seat.
Junior slowly raised his head and started the car, making the short trek back to Raintree.
"You ok?" Matt asked softly as he looked at the shell of the man sitting next to him.
"I just, I" Junior sighed as he took a deep breath trying to keep himself from crying.
"Junior?" Matt asked gently reaching over and placing his hand on his friends shoulder.
"Can you watch Jason for awhile?" Junior asked softly "Kris should be back and I think I need to talk to her."
"Of course," Matt replied "You're not going to let what your father said affect you? Are you Junior? He is a bitter old man."
Junior said nothing as he sat staring at the road in front of him. Matt quietly nodded his head, understanding that his friend needed time.
Grabbing the carrier out of the backseat he made his way into the main house and out of Junior's sight.
Junior could feel the tears begin to flow before he even realized he was crying and he gently unhooked his belt and placed his forehead against the steering wheel.
A soft sob escaped his lips and he reached up and wiped his face roughly before getting out of the car and making his way into the bunkhouse.
"Kris?" he called as he entered the house, his voice breaking slightly.
"Hey you," she stated as she came around the corner stopping when she saw him.
"Junior are you ok," she asked and he could sense the worry in her voice.
Walking over to her he forcefully pulled her into him and kissed her with all the passion he could muster. Tears continued to fall down his face and he knew they were slowly running down hers as well.
"Baby," she asked pulling away and cradling him in her arms "what's wrong? You're scaring me."
Leaning down he kissed her again and pushed her gently towards the bed.
"Junior?" she asked as she broke their lips apart again looking at him with concern.
"My dad," was all he got out before she leaned in and kissed him softly.
"I love you," she stated as she pulled away "no matter what your dad does or says I love you. You know that right?"
He nodded his head quietly as he looked into her eyes. She gently raised her hand to his face he rubbed his red cheek against it before placing a gentle kiss on her palm.
"Baby?" she stated softly.
"Thank you," he whispered looking into her eyes.
"For what?" she asked softly.
"For saying that, and putting up with my family, and loving me, and for being here. Do I really need to continue?" he asked.
"Tell me what he did," she asked softly and he nodded his head.
As he regaled the conversation he had with his father, he noticed Kris getting angrier and angrier.
"Baby?" he asked softly.
"I'm surprised," she fumed "he didn't suggest you get custody."
He heard a gentle huff come out of her mouth and he smiled at her anger.
"I should go over there and show him what he's messing with," she muttered under her breath and Junior couldn't help but smile.
"I love you," he stated simply "and you're adorable when you're angry."
"Well," she replied irritated, "how dare he treat you that way. And his grandson! I swear if I see him I'm going to."
Kris was cut off by Junior leaning over and kissing her again. This time he successfully moved them to the bed and pushed her back.
"Well," she stated somewhat laughingly "you certainly got over that quickly."
He reached over and tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her head to him kissing her passionately again.
"What can I say," he whispered in her ear "I'm in love with you. You make everything better."
"I love you too," she gasped into his ear as she nibbled on it softly. Reaching over she tugged his shirt off and threw it across the room, causing him to laugh.
"Look who else suddenly got over it," he teased as he met her lips in another kiss.
"Yeah well, let's just call this a thank you for the thank you," Kris replied as she pulled her shirt off and threw it across the room.
"A little eager are we?" Junior asked as he played with her hands gently kissing each finger.
"Shut up and kiss me," Kris gasped as she tangled her hand into his hair and pulled him into a kiss.