"How are they?"

Calleigh chuckled at her boyfriends nerves. "Red head, in their forties."

"That's quite vague."

"Don't worry, I'll recognize them."

"I know, but I wanted to help you that's all."

"Thank you, but I spotted them already." she smiled waving to a couple.

"Calleigh!"

"Hey!"

"Oh, we missed you so much!"

"You're thinner, have you eat enough?"

"Yes!"

"I bet you only eat pizza and takeout food."

"I do not."

"Stop it Maella, I think she looks just the same."

"Men."

"Women." Aillin replied.

"Anyway, you must be Eric?"

"Yes ma'am. I am."

"Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

She kissed him and her husband took his turn keeping his silence as he shook Eric's hand.

"Let's go?" Maella asked. "you know crowds are not my thing."

"I know" Calleigh smiled.

"Are you claustrophobic?"

"No, just don't like crowds."

"She hates them" Calleigh stated.

"I see."

"Well, let's go in the car then."

"You have a car?"

"Hum… no ma'am, my father drove us here, we'll go with him, this is, if you don't mind of course."

"I don't."

"All right then, home we go."

"About that, I share a condo with a friend, I hope you don't mind."

"I don't, why would I?"

"You'll have to share my bed."

"Calleigh, we'll go to a hotel."

"No way, you ain't spending any more money with me."

"It's not with you."

"You know what I mean."

"Think about this, if we use your bed where will you sleep?"

"Couch."

"No."

"It converts to a bed."

"It does?"

"Yeah."

"Hum, still, it's your bed, we'll take the couch then."

"No, I insist."

"You really think you can be more stubborn than me?"

"No, but I can try."

"Sure you can."

"The group stopped by a man in front of a black S.U.V."

"Hey."

"Hello Sir, Ma'am."

"Hello, you must be Eric's father."

"Yes ma'am."

"Nice to meet you."

"My pleasure Ma'am."

"Please call me Maella."

"Only if you call me Egor."

"Sure" she said getting in the back sit of the car followed by Calleigh and then her husband as Eric got in the passenger's sit and his father on the driver's one.

"Should we go? We still have to eat."

"Yes, sure, you must be tired and everything."

"Not much, we slept in the plane."

"Was the trip o.k.?"

"Yes, it was great."

"No turbulence?"

"No, we thought that it would be lots of it but no."

"Great, I hate turbulence."

"It is kinda scary."

"Humhm." Calleigh agreed leaning into her grandpa's embrace.

"I missed you a lot."

"We missed you a lot too little one."

"There's gonna be a hurricane on Wednesday."

"There will?"

"Yes, an F2."

"Don't they send everyone to a shelter?"

"Not in our area, we have to cover the windows though."

"That's all?"

"We can't come outside, should have a portable radio, batteries, and a first-aid kit. They also cut the gas."

"Is it gonna be colder, the weather I mean?"

"Yes, raining and lots of wind."

"Ugh."

"Yeah right?"

"Yeah."

"We're going to make a movie marathon at our place right Cal?"

"Those were the plans, you're welcome to participate if you want."

"Will there be horror movies?"

"Ah… yeah, I guess."

"Don't worry, we'll just stay at Calleigh's house like an old couple."

Everyone chuckled Calleigh rolling her eyes.

"We're here" Egor announced smiling at Eric, he hadn't seen his son this happy, and he knew they were just teenagers, but Calleigh and Eric were something he would love to keep.

"Want to get in dad?"

"No thanks, your mum's waiting for me."

"o.k. have fun, enjoy your stay here."

"Thank you."

"Hey Nat! Calleigh called getting in the house.

"Don't get in!"

"She stopped at the hall squinting."

"What's this smell? What the hell are you doing?"

"It's our burned dinner, sorry."

"Good lord, it sinks."

"I know."

"How did you managed this?"

"It was Ryan!"

"o.k., I don't want to know."

"Then don't ask."

"Hum, Nat, can we get in now?" Eric asked from behind Calleigh.

"Oh sure, Ah! I forgot! Hello Mr. and Mrs. Calleigh's grandparents."

The couple chuckled smiling.

"Flack."

"All right."

"They'll stay here if you don't mind."

"o.k., now, are we ordering pizza or what?"

"I'll cook."

"o.k., I'll help you."

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"Yes."

"Wow, a teenager boy who can actually cook."

"I have three sisters."

"That explains it."

"Yep."

"Where's Wolfe?"

"Here, sorry, went to the bathroom, good evening Mr. and Mrs. Flack."

"Good evening, and you are?"

"Oh, Ryan Wolfe."

"You're not Eric's roommate are you?"

"No Ma'am, that would be Tim Speedle."

"Oh, why isn't he here?"

"Hum, Calleigh, Nat, may I get in?"

"Speaking of the devil. Come on in speed!"

"Isn't speed a drug?"

"It has nothing to do with that don't worry."

"It's just because I have a motorcycle."

"Oh, yeah, Calleigh referred that."

"Yes, it's nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs….

"Flack.

"Flack, Calleigh talks very fond of you.

"Oh, does she now?

"I only state the truth.

"Hum.

"Wow Delko, you can actually cook more than just sandwiches?"

"Yes, and don't even start it."

"C'mon Delko, it is a bit weird."

"Three sisters Speedle, three sisters."

"This is really good!"

"My mum's special recepy, hers is much better."

"I would love to taste it then."

"Sure."

"So, how long are you going to stay here?"

"As long as we need, we have to solve a few things."

"Oh."

"We won't bother you don't worry."

"You don't."

"Speaking of which, I work on Saturday, so you'll stay alone for the afternoon, is that alright?"

"Yeah, where do you work?"

"I told you already."

"I forgot already."

"The bar."

"Oh right, waitressing, we could go there."

"You don't know the way."

"We'll call a cab."

"What for?"

"I'd like to see the place where you work, is that so weird?"

"No."

"All right then."

"Do you work Eric?"

"Hum, yes sir."

"Where?"

"At the pool down the street, I give kids swimming lessons."

"I see, how old are you?"

"Seventeen sir."

"What are your goals for the future?"

"Hum, I would like to go to a nice college of course, but I'm aiming more for sports.

"Which one?

"Swimming, I would like to go to the Olympics."

"What for?"

"Earn money."

"What for?"

"Help my family, support them, and myself."

"Do you train a lot?"

"Everyday sir."

"Where?"

"At school."

"Hum. How much do you earn for those swimming lessons?"

"20 bucks for which kid a month, gives about 200 bucks."

"What do you use them to?"

"Pay the house, food, and save what's left in case I'll need it."

"How long have you been here in Miami?"

"Since I was born."

"I understand your mother is Cuban and your father Russian."

"Yes sir."

"How old is your mother?"

"40."

"What's Calleigh's favorite food?"

"Chocolate truffles, but if you're asking about what we could call main course, it's mac and cheese, but not just any mac and cheese, the one you do."

"Right, drink."

"Orange juice."

"A food that she does not like?"

"Hum… bananas, she thinks they're too sweet and have this weir texture."

"Right, what animal is she most scared of?"

"Ants, she has fobia."

"Right."

"What is she more afraid of?"

"it's not the right place nor the right time to answer that question."

"Very well, putting her first."

"Yes sir."

"Now, listen to me very carefully, you dare to break her hear, I'l break which and every bone of yours."

"Yes sir."

"Do not interrupt me. If she ever cries over something you did or said or whatever, I'll shoot you, if you ever cheat on her, I'll shoot you and then I'll break all of your bones, and then I'l feed you to the sharks."

Eric swallowed hard nodding at the Irish deadly look.

"As long as you make happy I'm the sweetest person you ever met."

"No, you're not."

"Sorry?"

"You're not". He repeated. "Calleigh is."

"I was not expecting that answer, but it gives you a green pass for now."

The teen sighed and Calleigh rolled her eyes at her grandpa.

"Was it really necessary?"

"Yes.

"Really?"

"Yes, and for all I know, he was the first one to pass."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"That explains why all the boys were so scared after talking to you."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Good."

"It's not, you ruined completely any chance I had of getting a boyfriend."

"They were all jerks."

"Whatever you say."

"What, you hate me for it?"

"No, I'm thankfull."

"Then why do you complain?"

"I wasn't complaining, I was stating a fact."

"Sure you were."

"I was."

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt, but me and Ryan have to go."

"Where are you going?"

"Movie."

"Oh, all right."

"Yeah, and I have a date, so good bye."

"You have a date?"

"Yeah."

"With who?!"

"Melanie."

"You do not."

"No, but it's none of your business." Speed smiled.

"Idiot."

"Eric. I hope you enjoy it Speed."

"Thank you Calleigh."

"Let's go then?"

"Yep."