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"Hey bud" Jake sat down on the sofa next to Quentin. The TV was off and he was reading something on the laptop, "your Mom said your reading up on the Aztecs?"
He thought this would be the perfect opportunity while Katie was cooking dinner to talk to Quentin and make sure he was ok with Mason. He also wanted him to know that he was here if he ever just wanted to talk.
Quentin looked up from the school with a smile, "Yeah. Did you know that Most Aztecs were actually defeated by disease and not war?"
"Cant say i do" Jake replied and shuffled in his seat for a moment.
Quentin closed the laptop, "You ok Pop?"
"What makes you think i'm not?" Jake asked with a slight smile.
Quentin shrugged, "Your being weird"
"How so?"
"You want to ask me something i can tell" Quentin answered, putting the laptop down on the floor and fully facing Jake with his legs crossed.
Jake shook his head with his mouth slightly open, "Kid whatever career you wanna go into your gonna excel at" he was pretty amazing, "your more observant then some of the Cops i work with"
Quentin pursed his lips together and Jake could tell he was thinking before a smile came on his face, "A detective. That would be cool. You ever think of being becoming a detective Pop?"
Jake raised his eyebrows, if he was honest he hadn't really thought about it. He liked being on the front line. After everything in the Cordon he felt he had taken a step forward in his leadership skills that was for sure, maybe once it was all over he could talk to Lex about what he would need to do to further his carer in the Police force, "Id like to work my way up. Sure. To be honest i think your Mom would make an amazing detective" he smiled. She found out Cannerts was lying and how. She had a drive that was more then he had seen from anyone else in there.
"So its not my future carer that you want to know about?" Quentin asked, he sniffed and looked down, "Its my Dad"
Jake composed himself, "Yeah and hey we don't have to talk about it. I just wanted to make sure you were ok"
Quentin looked up and nodded, "I can talk about it. It bothered me more when i was younger. Not so much now. I have you"
Jake gave him a sad smile, "I know bud. And i always will be here. But hes still your Dad...do you want to see him again?"
"One day. Hes not ready. Don't think he ever will be. But he cant be in my life right now. I know that. Moms always known that," he sighs and looks to the kitchen, "she tries to protect me from it all. But i hear things. Mom and Dad aren't the only ones who argue. Grandma and Dad do too"
He was so much wiser than his years, Jake would swear he was talking to a 20 year old some times with him, "So what your Mom told you about telling your Dad not to come back for a while. Your ok with that?"
Quentin nodded, "He will always be my Dad. No matter what. But he needs to look after himself before he can look after me. I can count on both hands how many times i've seen him since i can remember"
How that didn't seem to phase him shocked Jake. But it as something he had gotten used to. Jake had to realise that. He knew his life mainly as Katie and Grace.
"What about your Dad?"
It broke Jake out of his thoughts. His Dad. Where to begin. He coughed to clear his throat, "Well. My Mom died when i was young and it was just me and him for years..." he looked to Quentin. He was old enough to hear all of this, "he drank a lot and didn't do a great job of looking after me...that's why your lucky to have your Mom" he nudged Quentin and he smiled back at him knowingly, "he had a hard time being a Dad alone"
He remembered a time when he was 13, getting home to find no food in the fridge. Only beer and his Dad with his friends playing cards. Gambling. He had to go to the trash and find the day before food and eat that. His Dad was never abusive. But he never cared. He cared more about drinking and gambling to even put food in the fridge.
"Do you still see him?" Quentin's voice spoke quietly.
Jake shook his head, "I haven't seen him since i was 15. I met Lex at 15...he became like the brother i never had. The big brother that taught me everything i knew and helped me"
"Is he still alive?" Quentin had these questions and it ashamed Jake to say he didn't even know.
"Could be" was his response, "i did something stupid. I ran away at 15. Well stupid at the time...but it gave me a new life. A better life. Hey if i hadn't run away who knows where i would be or what i would be doing"
"You might not have met Mom" Quentin commented making Jake smile.
"See a better life" Jake nodded, it was the right decision. For him at the time it was. Meeting Lex and joining the force. Gave him purpose. Until a few years in he started getting bored and felt like he was turning into his drunk of a Father. It scared him sometimes. Lex would reel him back in. But if it wasn't for him. He would have lost his job years ago. On the brink when the virus happened. Katie happened. He looked to his right at the young boy next to him and couldn't help but see himself in him, "maybe i should try and find him. Now that i'm happy and settled"
Quentin smiled softly at him, "I will too. One day"
It just wasn't today. Everyone had their moments. Time to get to a certain point in their lives. Things had to happen to get to that moment. Jake felt he was ready now, close to 30. He had a family. Finding his Dad and getting closure on that part of his life, or maybe even starting up the relationship he always wanted from him. Either way he was going to do it. He was going to find his Dad.
