AN: Okay it's almost time to TANGO! I love writing this story so much! Please have fun reading it

Olivia stooped at the graveside in the pouring. Placing flowers on her late husband and son's grave, the tears formed in her eyes running down her cheek like the rain that was falling. Shi sighed and remembered the faithful day they died.

"Marcus!" Olivia screamed from the Peter's room, she shook him gently but he still wouldn't move he wouldn't cry he wouldn't even open his eyes. Marcus was in the doorway.

"Via what's wrong?" he had asked coming close to her. The tears of fear were brimming in his wife's eyes.

Olivia looked down at her baby and a sob broke free, "he's not breathing, Marcus he's not breathing" she cried lifting her one year and six months old son from his crib, holding him close she sank to the floor and cried.

Marcus stood above her felt his chest constrict painfully his breathing impossible. "Via"- he called feeling his knees go weak and helplessly he fell to the ground. Olivia shook her head willing the horrible memories away it had been too much to lose a child and a husband in one day.

"Mrs. Smith" Olivia's head flew up to see her neighbor Andre Johnson walking towards her with an umbrella. "You might catch a terrible in this rain" he said sheltering her from the cold droplets that attacked her fragile frame.

"Oh Andre," she cried hugging him holding unto him for support. Her eyes where blurred by tears and she felt cold the grave were gleaming white and she wanted to burry herself in self pity.

"Mrs. Smith, I think it's best you come on in out of this cold" he spoke softly turning from the grave and walking back towards the house. Olivia felt her legs moving but she was weak and Andre took her inside dried her off and commanded her to go rest.

Olivia looked around and saw her daughters watching television it brought a smile to her face and lifted her spirit. "Mom are you coming to watch it with us you promised" Shakeya stated standing and stretching. Olivia's smile widened though she had lost so much she had these two girls to live for, to protect.

Andre pushed her forward and she laughed falling into the couch. "Okay, okay" she cried when the girls jumped on her pinning her down.

"Anyway my lady, I know I leave you in good hands so I'll be on my way." He said and walked to the door.

"No stay and watch TV Uncle Andre" the girls cried. Andre smiled down at her and shook his head.

Ladies though I love your company, I have to say no I have to pick up my nephew from the airport." He said patting the girls on the head and giving Olivia a smile.

"Andre you can't drive to the airport by yourself, not in this weather" Olivia said looking at him, knowing he was much too handsome in his day, and at seventy three with wrinkles and all was still very much handsome and fit.

"Mrs. Smith I appreciate your concern, but I really have to go he should be landing in ten minutes and he is impatient." He said and opened toe door and the thunder struck and he jumped. Olivia grinned.

"Andre would you mind if I asked Kevin to take you that limousine needs a day out, and am also inviting you to dinner, Maria is cooking and she will be baking you favorite cake" Olivia said. Andre sighed then smiled.

"Okay, I'm in." Olivia smiled and when to the kitchen were she found her lively staff.

"Kevin could you please, take Mr. Johnson to the air port, and Maria we are having two guests for supper." Olivia spoke softly to them.

"Okay Via" they said. Olivia smiled at the older couple, married for thirty-four years and still very much in love.

Andre felt large arms hold him tight and he smiled at his sister's only son. "Uncle," Elliot said and embraced the older man.

"Oh Lot, I so happy you made it" Andre said patting Elliot's shoulders as they walked outside into the waiting limousine.

"Uncle what's going on?" Elliot asked as he settled beside the older man, looking around nothing was out of place it was extremely clean and a faint scent caught his senses, curve. The only perfume his ex-partner used to wear, the one that drugged him daily.

"Well, Mrs. Smith insisted that I not drive in this weather, and has also invited us for dinner" Andre informed him.

"I wonder what else Mrs. Smith offers" Elliot said and roared with laughter.

"Lot! She's not some fly by day woman, she kind, honest, smart and a great mother" Andre said looking at his nephew like he had blasphemed.

Elliot felt embarrassed, "Uncle I'm sorry." Elliot confessed. Looking like a little boy he broke his favorite toy and couldn't fix it.

Andre smiled. "I know my boy, I know, but as a warning it would do you well to be nice to Mrs. Smith or her daughters might chew you up and sip you out and not to mention Mrs. Smith she's a feisty little thing." He said and smiled.

Elliot looked at his Uncle lowing with pride as he spoke about this woman, it was the same way he spoke of his late Cindy. "Uncle have you fallen for Mrs. Smith?" Elliot asked his Uncle softly.

"Oh no my boy, Mrs. Smith is a lovely woman but not my type, she beautiful and kind but she's like a daughter to me and her girls they absolutely adore me, I'm there baby sitter, they are angels.

Elliot was confused but one thing he knew was who ever Mrs. Smith is she had his Uncle wrapped around her little finger. "How old are her girls?" Elliot asked, as the driver pulled off the road and onto the soft shoulder.

"Mr. Johnson should I take you home or are going to have tea with Mrs. Smith?" he asked.

"Nope, but I will be there for supper, Lot needs to settle in, please inform Mrs. Smith that I will be their by eight." Andre said.

Kevin nodded and rolled the door up once more and drove into the garage of the Johnson house.

Elliot was stretching on the verandah when the huge house caught his eyes, Uncle who lives there?" he asked curiously. Andre smiled

"Mrs. Smith…"

I know this was really long but I hope you like it! Please let me know what you think.

-Ali