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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 23rd, 2017 - (Remember Time Zones)[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]
	Maria held Liam in her arms as she came out of the plane and moved to the landing at the top of the stairs. Caesar had made sure he was first off the flight, she should have known better. She should have come out first, he wouldn't have been able to get a running start if she would have blocked the stairs. He would have have to jump a goof twenty feet down to the ground below and even though he was a skilled fighter, even he would have broken a hip at that height considering his age. 

	"Caesar Hannibal Gonzalez! [sub]1[/sub]¡Pregunté una cosa de ti! ¡Una cosa! ¡Que nadie recibió un golpe antes de que Liam conociera a su padre! Pero no, ¡ni siquiera podrías hacer eso! ¡Y te preguntas por qué no te queda nadie que esté cerca! ¡Te preguntas por qué hay tanto peligro! Te lo traes actuando como un burro al padre de tu gran hijo. Dios mío, ¿qué diría Alicia? ¡Un padre no puede andar dando palmadas a todos los hombres que duermen con su hija, si ese fuera el caso, tendrías que pelear contra la mitad del personal de Seattle! Ahora, aléjate del hombre," she said in an angered but level voice as she stepped down the stairs and over towards the two men. Her dark hair bouncing with each step she took. Stopping before them she just shook her head at Caesar slowly and let out a disappointed breath. 

	Tim looked over at Riley and nodded. "No problem, glad to," he said as he kept driving towards Grimm. The weather was nice outside. It might have been hot as hell in Justice but in Grimm it was still cool outside. Not cool as one would enjoy in the fall but in comparison the morning air of sixty degrees with mild humidity was down right pleasant. So much so that Tim drove with the windows down instead of running the AC. The air smelled of fresh tilled earth and dew with hints of corn in it. A lot of people thought of Indiana as a steel state thanks to the mills in Gary or a racing state because of the Indianapolis 500, or even a music state since it was where the Jacksons were from but in all honesty it was a country state. Much of the worlds corn was grown there every year. Not your sweet boil corn but popcorn. 

	"In the car waiting on you," Trisha said as she headed for the door. "Good luck, you're gonna need it," she said before leaving the room. Zoie wanted to throw something else at her brother but he kept from doing it. Last thing she needed was to break something on him and have to carry his ass to a hospital. Shaking her head she scooped up her heel and slipped it back on her feet. 

	"Let's get out of here," she said to Mali. She snatched Relics computer up off the table and headed out the door. Relic narrowed his eyes. 

	"Hey!" he grumbled as he finally pushed himself off the couch and ran after her. Zoie smirked to herself as she rushed down the stairs and out the back door. Touching his computer was the easiest and quickest way to get the man off his ass and into gear that she had found over the years. 

	Taking a deep breath Maria looked over to Keystone and gave the man a sympathetic look, it was one that Alicia would get from time to time. Then she began to speak. "[sub]2[/sub]Yuēhànxùn, wǒ shì mǎlìyà gāng sà léi sī. Ài lì xīyǎ de mǔqīn. Nǐ jiāng bùdé bù yuánliàng wǒ de qiánrèn, tā bùshì nàme fēngdù piānpiān. Tā yǒu lǐyóu chéngwéi tā de yàngzi, zhīdào zhè shì chū yú ài, ér bùshì chū yú chóuhèn. Tā zhēn de bù shànyú biǎodá zìjǐ, tèbié shì xiànzài. Zhè bùshì yī jiàn róngyì jiěshì de shìqíng, suǒyǐ wǒ huìtán dào zhè yīdiǎn. Wǒ xiǎng xiàng nǐ jièshào zhège xiǎo nánrén. Tā hěn tèbié. Tā de míngzì shì lì yǎ mǔ, tā shì nǐ de érzi." Where Caesar had brawn, Maria had brains. Language was something she was good at and she had had to learn many Asian languages over the years when dealing with their over seas counter parts. Not everyone spoke English and many that did as a second language preferred their own tongue. She had found it useful. She also had enough sense to brush up on her Mandarin when she read up on Keystones file after Alicia told her what was going on. Caesar didn't need to hear everything, especially not a ind word concerning him when he had just laid into the man. 

	Liam cooed, his bright blue eyes looking up at Keystone and then giving an innocent babies laugh and squeal when he was held out to the large man. His tiny hands clapping together before touching Keystones chin. "Go ahead, you won't break him, he's tougher than he looks."

	Turning down a state highway Tim continued to drive. "So where do you want me to take you first when we get to Grimm? Records, the station, the hotel or... um the funeral home?" he asked, his vice softening as he glanced over towards Riley. Roy gave Priya a sideways glance as Tim asked the question but he didn't answer, just shoving some more fries into his mouth. Sure they were there to do a job but Riley had just lost her sister and burying her was important.

	Relic tore down the stairs after his sister but he was winded by the time he got outside. The man might have been a brain when it came to computers but he had no stamina. Zoie was in the front passenger seat without the laptop. "Where the hell is it?"

	"In the back seat," she said with a grin as she picked at her nails. 


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1: I asked one thing of you! One thing! That no one got hit before Liam got to meet his father! But no, you couldn't do even that! And you wonder why you have no one left that is close! You wonder why there is so much danger about! You bring it onto yourself by acting like an ass to the father of your grand child My god, what would Alicia say? A father cannot go around knocking the teeth out of everyman that sleeps with his daughter, if that was the case you would have had to fight half the Seattle staff! Now, step away from the man. 

2: Johnathon, I am Maria Gonzalez. Alicias mother. You will have to forgive my ex-husband, he isn't exactly personable. He has his reasons for being the way he is, know it is out of love and not hate. He just really isn't good at expressing himself, especially now. This isn't an easy thing to explain so I will just get to the point. I would like to introduce you to this little man. He is very special. His name is Liam and he is your son. 
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