We continue walking the short distance to his place in silence with my hand in his. When we walk upstairs to his apartment, that's when I start to feel my heart beating a little faster than it should. This means nothing. I know. He lets go of my hand when we reach his door and takes his keys out and unlocks the door.

He looks at me and asks, "ready?"

"Yes." I tell him and he opens the door with his left hand and grabs my hand with his right. We walk into his apartment and see something I thought I wouldn't see at his place.

"You are here! Finally, I can't get him to sleep and you always manage!" Says an older woman comes in with a screaming boy. She has black/brown hair with some small curls. She looks beautiful. I think this might be Four's mother, as I can see some resemblance between the two. The boy seems to be about 4 years old, with blonde-brown hair and he looks really adorable. "Oh, I didn't know you had company."

"Tris, this is my mother Evelyn. Evelyn, this is Tris." He says and I give her a small smile.

"You are Tris," she starts and I am not sure she is going to continue until she starts again. "It's really nice to finally put a face with the name."

"Nice to meet you." I say and she gives me a wide smile back. Four let's go of my hand and walks over to his mother and the little boy stretches his arms out to Four. Four immediately takes the boy out of her arms. The boy stops crying completely and snuggles into his chest.

"Hey, you." Four says to him and kisses his head.

"I miss you." The little boy says and Four smiles.

"You know I missed you too." Four replies. Evelyn looks at Four and the little boy with a smile on her face, and I kind of feel out of place. I probably shouldn't be here right now. Though I feel like have a hundred question that needs answers. For example, who is the kid? What relationship does he have to Four? Is Four his father? Four said he didn't have a wife or a girlfriend for a long time and I would believe he would've told me if that has changed. He could've been married, though and had a kid with someone, and they could've gotten a divorce. That could happen. But, Four a father? He could really be a father. Okay, this is not going well with my heart. Though it should, we are only friends. If he is a father to this adorable, cute little boy and he has taken responsible for this boy, that just makes me like him even more, which is not what I want right now.

"He has missed you a lot, he hasn't stopped asking about you." Evelyn says, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"You know it doesn't hurt to give me call." Four replies.

"I know, but you are busy, and I didn't think it was that important." She replies and he nods, tightening his hold on the little boy.

"Next time this happens, you give me a little heads up earlier." Four says and she nods.

"I am sorry." She says and he nods.

"I know." He says and finally turns to look at me. We make eye contact and he looks unsure. "Tris." He says and I nod, not really sure what to say, "this is Lukas." The little boy looks up at Four when he hears his name and then he turns to look at me.

"Hey." I say looking at him, not really sure what else to say.

"Hello." He replies and snuggles back into Four's chest.

"I think I am just going to put him to bed." Four says and Evelyn nods.

"He hasn't slept well these last few days." She replies and he nods. "I'll go too."

"Yeah, I'll see you in a week, though, right?" Four asks and she nods.

"A week it is." She replies with a small smile. She walks over to Lukas and gives him a small kiss on his head, before walking over to the pegs and taking her jacket, she puts it on, along with her shoes. "It was nice to meet you, Tris. Hope to see you soon." She says and I give her a smile.

"It was nice to meet you too." I reply and she leaves. I look at Four and then at Lukas and back at Four again. He nods at me, even though I didn't say anything. He knows maybe that I have a lot of questions for him.

"I'll just put him to bed and then you can ask me anything you want to know." He says and I nod. "Make yourself at home, okay?" I nod and he walks towards one of the rooms I haven't been in. I star with taking off my jacket and scarf, before taking off my shoes and walking towards the living room.

His apartment isn't big, it's perfect for him. There isn't much decoration, but he has a few shelves with books. He has a nice beach color couch facing a flat screen TV, which is amazing. He has one bathroom, and maybe one in his room, the master bedroom, and two other guest rooms, at least that's what I think it is. His kitchen isn't big, but the eating area which is on the opposite side of the living room is nice and big. He doesn't have a small table fitting only him and another three people, but a nice big table for at least eight people. He told me when I first came here that the reason behind it was so that our "gang" can come to his place too, and not have to eat all around his house, which I thought was really sweet.

I walk to the kitchen and put the tea water on, deciding a cup would tea would be nice right now, I throw away my now empty coke and wait for the tea water to boil. While waiting, I get out a tea bag. There I find my favorite tea, Lipton apple cinnamon tea. I didn't know he had my favorite.

"You found it?" Someone asks, coming into the kitchen. I turn around and find Four looking at me.

"Yeah, you have it." I say and he nods.

"It's your favorite." He replies.

"So?" I ask.

"So, what?" He asks and walks over to me. He takes out a cup from the cupboard and takes the now boiled water and pours it into my cup. He puts the tea bag in and walks over to the sink and pours a little bit of cold water into it and then he puts a little bit of sugar in it. Exactly just how I like it. He hands it to me and I smile.

"Thank you." I say and he nods. "How did you know that's how I make my tea and why do you have my favorite."

"Maybe I like it too." He replies and I laugh.

"You hate tea." I tell him and now it's his turn to laugh.

"Well, can't I just have your favorite tea here at my house too? You are here pretty often, so why not have something you love here too?"

"I didn't think you would just buy things I like, because – "

"Tris, just leave it, I have the tea here, you love it, so it shouldn't be a problem that I bought it, plus I get to have you here, it's a win-win for us both."

"I'll come over anyway." I say and he gives me a loving smile. "You know I love being here."

"Good." He says and walks over to me. He takes my cup from my hands and puts it on the kitchen bench. He puts his hands on my waist and smiles at me. And right now, my heart is beating like crazy. "You have questions."

"I do." I say and he nods. He pulls me into him and I wrap my arms around his waist. He then gives me a small kiss on top of my head and sighs, All too soon he unwraps his arms and looks at me.

"Okay, let's go." He says and takes my hand and in my other hand, I take my tea.

We walk towards the couch and we both sit down. He takes my hands in his land, brushing over my knuckles.

"Is he yours?" Is the first question that comes to mind. He doesn't seem to know what to say.

"I don't know how to answer that question." He replies.

"It's an easy question, yes or no." I tell him and try to take my hands out of his, but he holds on tighter.

"No, it's not. You don't know anything about my family Tris. It's not easy." He says and let's go my hands.

"Then tell me." I say and he shakes head.

"It's not that easy." He replies and stands up. I watch him walk back and forth in front of the couch while I take a sip of my tea. "He is not mine, but I will raise him as mine." He says and stops pacing. "Did that answer your question?"

"Come and sit down with me." I say and he looks at me. "Four, please." He comes and sits down next me and looks at me. "If you don't want to tell me now, we can talk tomorrow."

"I want to tell you." He replies.

"Then tell me." I encourage him, or at least I try.

"I just, my family is messed up and I still want you to be here when I am done." He says and I smile at him.

"I'll be here either you tell me or not."

"Lukas, my mom and I have been raising him since he was born. Biologically, Lukas is my sisters." He says and I don't know what to say. Is his sister Lukas mother? Wait, where is she? So, Four is not his father, his uncle?

"Your sisters?" I ask and he nods. "You are going to have to elaborate on that."

"Remember I told you about my sister?" He asks and I nod. "Well, about five years ago, she came over and told me she was pregnant. I hadn't seen her in over three years, so she coming to my doorway at twelve at night, was a little bit shocking. She is a drunk Tris, she has always been a drunk and most likely, always will be. Both my mom and I have tried to help her, but because of our father, she just. I don't think anyone can help her anymore."

"I called my mom and we got her a doctor's appointment and turns out she was right, she was pregnant and was already one month along. Both my mom and I didn't know what to do, we both knew she couldn't take care of the baby and my mother, she just didn't have the heart to give the baby up. Stella, my sister, she stayed at my mom's place and took care of her during the pregnancy, and it was hard, it was hard for both of them. I wish I was there to help my mom with Stella, but I was here, just being too busy with med school, I couldn't."

"Stella was hard work, she wanted to drink and smoke and what not, so it was a real pain in the ass trying to keep her at home and safe. Then Lukas came and she promised to take care of him when she first saw him. I don't think she really understood what it meant being a parent, what she had to give up. I didn't believe her at first, but mom did and she gave her a chance. She was good with him and it made me really happy. It was good to see her smile and be happy without being drunk or high. She was good with him the days at the hospital, but the minute we took both of them home to my moms, she was gone. She had gone out and had gotten drunk."

"When that happened, I promised my mom I'd help her with Lukas for a month before having to go back to med school, the fact that we had a holiday during that time, did help, though. Anyway, a week later she came back to my mom's place and was sorry for what happened, and begged for forgiveness and promised to changed. My mom almost said yes, but I couldn't stand watching Lukas growing up to that kind of life. With his mother, out the door, the moment she had a chance. So, I said no. I said no to her and told her not to come back before she had been sober for a year. I haven't seen her since."

"From the beginning, my mom said she promised to watch over Lukas, and I promised to help her, but I never signed up to be a father at age 23 and during med school too. She knew that and understood where I came from, she was understanding that way, but time flew by and I was back in school. Every weekend, I would drive to my mothers to spend time with her and Lukas. He started getting older and he started picking up new words and one day, he started calling my mother "mom" and me "dad," and ever since that day, I haven't had the heart to tell him to call me something else."

He took a deep breath and looked at me. He gave me a small smile. "I am sorry I didn't tell you before."

"I don't care that you didn't tell me Four, it's was up to you whether to tell me that or not. Though I am glad you told me now." I tell him with a smile. I grab his hand and give him a smile.

"Do me a favor, will you?" He asks though it's more like a statement.

"What?" I ask and he gives me a smile.

"Don't call me Four."

"Isn't that your name."

"Nickname, you said." He replies and I laugh.

"If I shouldn't call you Four, then what should I call you?" I ask and he laughs.

"My real name."

"Which is?" I ask he gives me a small smile.

"Tobias."

A/N
Hey people, what do you guys think? I am looking forward to your reviews for this chapter. I have some sad news for you people, though, I don't know when I'll be able to update next. I just got some sad news, telling me that I lost a really good friend of mine, two days ago. I was already almost done with this chapter so I thought I would give you guys this, but I don't know when I will be able to update next. Though I'll try to update as soon as possible, but I can't promise anything. Please review, follow and favorite.

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