Sky

"Anon!"

Anon's head rose at his name and he left the two young programs behind to approach Tron near the elevator.

"Yes?"

"Take Paige home." He didn't look to anyone, but glanced back at his next words. "I've got to teach my son a lesson…"

Beck tensed as he heard his father's words. He didn't know what this meant. He had never angered Tron this much….

He glanced up as footsteps returned and Anon put a hand on Paige's shoulder.

"Come, Paige. Beck…" Even from behind the mask, he could sense the knowing look that came with the sigh, "Good luck."

Paige glanced back once as they left through the doors, before they were gone.

"Beck!"

Beck jumped at his name, and turned to see his father was waiting for him by the now open elevator doors. He closed his eyes, and straightened himself before following Tron in. The doors closed behind them, and the elevator rose.

The silence passed between them for the longest moment. Beck glanced to see his father turn his head away from the view.

Finally, Tron sighed.

"Beck, I'm very disappointed in you."

Beck drooped, "I know."

"You could have been derezzed! You deliberately disobeyed me!"

Beck could no longer look to his father. He turned his head to the view of the city. But Tron didn't stop.

"And what's worse, you Paige in danger!"

He sniffed, trying to blink back his tears as the doors opened.

"I was just trying to be brave like you."

Tron stopped, finally looking to his son to see his tears.

"I'm only brave when I have to be." He knelt down next to Beck. "Beck…being brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble."

"But you're not scared of anything!"

Tron looked away, and stood. Beck followed him out onto the roof, especially as he spoke.

"I was today."

"You were?"

"Yes." He came to a stop and looked down to his son. Only then, could Beck see the true desperation and fear in his eyes. He knelt down next to Beck.

"I thought I might lose you."

"Oh." Beck's gaze flicked up to Tron's, "I guess even Monitors get scared sometimes."

Tron nodded.

"But you know what?"

"What?"

Beck leaned in next to his father's ear, "I bet those rogues were even scareder."

Tron chuckled, shaking his head, " 'Cause nobody messes with your dad. Come here, you!"

Beck yelped, but wasn't quick enough to pass by his father. Tron caught him by the waist and brought him back, tickling his sides. Beck laughed, but managed to slip out of his grasp.

"Come here!" He called, running to Tron, who got to his feet quickly and ran, laughing. Tron turned back, holding his arms open to catch his son. Once he did, he spun with him, making Beck giggle.

"Gotcha!"

Tron laughed at Beck's call, and the laughter eased off as Beck looked up to him.

"Hey dad?"

"Hm?"

He readjusted in Tron's arms. "We're pals, right?"

"Right."

"And we'll always be together, right?"

Tron's smile faded into something solemn, and he looked to the sky.

"Beck…let me tell you something I learned when I was young. Look to the sky."

Beck obeyed.

"Our Users watch us from above, guiding us. They give us wisdom and connection to those who love us."

"Really?"

"Yes. So whenever you feel alone, just remember that your User and mine will always watch over and be able to guide you…and so will I."

Beck wrapped his arms around Tron's neck with a sigh. He leaned into Tron, yawning, and closed his eyes. Tron smiled and held him close.

"Let's get you home."