Thanks for the reviews, here's Fitz Jr. POV, hope you like :)

August 25, 2013

Airport - Fitz Jr POV

When the plane finally landed and we were waiting to get off, my nerves started to eat at me. I was nervous to meet my dad, my mom only had yearbook pictures from her senior year of high school to show me. It showed him with this dark haired snobby looking girl, she looked at others as though they were below her. My dad played baseball, ran track and was class president. I asked my mom to tell me the story of how they met.

Once upon a time in a faraway land, lived a prince and a princess, they lived next door to each other and went to school together, but they didn't really know get to know each other until the night of their high school graduation.

The prince came over to the princess's castle and knocked on her door, he asked to talk to her and she let him. They talked that night, learned a lot about each other and decided to be friends.

The princess's father, the evil king, didn't like that they were becoming friends, so he took the princess far away to another land where the prince could not find her. The prince searched high and low, eventually he found her.

They spent a magical summer together where they laughed and played and lived. The evil king found out about their magical summer and he put a curse on them. As long as the evil king lived, the prince and princess couldn't be together. The princess travelled to a faraway land, her heart was broken, she was sad and then she found out something that made her heart happy.

She was expecting a little prince of her own. One day, the little prince would meet his father, when the evil king finally passed on.

Fitz Jr always remembered his mom telling him that story, it was his own fairy tale that he was part of.

His mom had struggled a lot over the years, but he liked to think that he helped make her strong, by being by her side and supporting her as best he could.

When his mom had gotten the call that her father had passed away from a heart attack right before her 10 year high school reunion. It was like divine intervention or at least that's how his mom described it.

She had been so happy, she'd booked her own plane ticket and then his with Nancy's to follow a day and a half later.

"You're finally going to meet your dad, he's going to love you," my mom looked at me, tears shining in her eyes.

"Geez mom, you don't have to get so emotional, it's going to be great," I put on a brave smile for her. I was really nervous inside. What if he didn't like me or want a kid. My mom told me that my dad didn't know about me. She always swore that he'd love me. What if he didn't want me?

A memory from last year surfaced in my mind, my teacher had given us an assignment to map out our family tree for both our parents. I put my hand up, the teacher came over and I told her that I couldn't map out my dad because I didn't know his family tree.

She patted my shoulder and said it was okay, just for me to do as much of the assignment as I could.

The biggest kid in my kid, Kevin Nichols, came over and pushed me against the wall. "Poor baby, doesn't have a dad, you're a loser, who would to be your dad?" he taunted me.

He kept pushing me into the wall, calling me a loser and a baby, even though I was shorter than him, my uncle Huck had shown me how to a thing or two about how to deal with bullies.

I waited till Kevin was leaning over laughing, then kneed him in the balls. He fell over like a log. I grabbed my backpack and booked it out of there.

The next day, Kevin kept his distance from me, he ignored me for the rest of the week. I knew he was trying to lull me into a false sense of comfort. I knew he was going to try and get me back.

When the last bell rang Friday, I managed to make it out in front of the school, while I was waiting for my ride.

Kevin walked up to me, popping his fists, his two buddies behind him. "I'm going to pound you, you little freak," he looked behind me and froze.

"You calling my little buddy, a freak," a creepy soft voice said from behind me. I smiled, Huck was here.

Kevin stood as still as a statute, his two buddies had run off, abandoning him. "No sir," he whispered slowly. He backed away from me, step by step until he turned and ran.

I high-fived Huck, "Thanks," I hugged him. Huck was the closest thing I had to a father figure, he worked with my mom at her law firm and he wasn't a lawyer. He was a private investigator.

Thinking about Huck made me smile, he was a great father figure, but I couldn't wait to see my mom again and meet my dad. Nancy stood up when it was our turn for our row to leave, I took her hand and walked towards what I hoped would be a happy reunion.

After going through customs and following the signs towards the baggage claim. I let go of Nancy's hand when I spotted my mom, she was crying and hugged me tightly, telling me not to be nervous and that my dad would love me.

I was still nervous, there he stood about 10 feet away from us. My mom held my hand as we walked over to where he stood. He was frozen, he looked petrified. How could he be scared of me? I had known about him my whole life. He'd only known about me for maybe a day.

I looked at him, hardly able to believe that my dad was finally in front of me after nine long years. I let go of my mom and ran to my dad and hugged him. He held me close. I was crying, I hadn't cried in a while. He was crying. One of my dreams had finally come true.

My dad pulled my mom into his arms and we were together, a family, finally.

? POV

I watched them from a distance, they looked so happy, that wouldn't last. While he might be dead and they were finally reunited, I would work to rip them apart as he wanted.

Olivia had obeyed her word the past ten years and not contacted Fitz or stepped foot on American soil and now that he was dead, she had come back. She had never mentioned a son. Betrayal.

I tapped out a message on my cell phone and texted my partner. Turning away, after watching them, made me nauseous.

Nancy POV

It made me so happy to see Olivia finally happy, she was finally smiling, not the shadow of a smile that had haunted her eyes for so long. The only other times I'd seen her truly smile was when she got the news that she was pregnant, when Fitz Jr was born and when she heard about her father dying.

Sad that she came from such a dysfunctional family, but now she was happy. I walked over to them, tapped Olivia on the shoulder and told her I'd be at the hotel.

Olivia POV

I can't remember the last time I had been so happy, I felt so light, like I could float on air. Fitz and Fitz Jr just looked at each other, not speaking. I laughed, "Why don't we get our bags and go back to the hotel and then we can talk, hang out, whatever."

Fitz Jr. took his dad's hand, Fitz wrapped the other hand around me, kissing my lips quickly and roughly. "I love you, nothing will keep us apart ever again," he vowed, looking me in the eyes. My heart pounded and I swallowed. My heart was in my throat.

"I love you too," my voice was husky, deep with emotion.

Now that they're happy, what or who will try rip them apart?