Roxy relutantly lead Gregory out of the house. Her father had turned the guest house into the newst security system available to man. Not to mentioned that it was surrounded by several of her fathers men that had the newest and best technology to guard the guest house. Roxy knocked on the door. She was greated by a. Stern looking older woman. 

"Gregory wasn't to met my son." the older woman nodded. She returned with a toddler in her arms. The boy beamed and reached for Roxy as soon as he saw her. "This is Drake. He is almost one."