Elena Averio is Cristiano's younger sister. She lives in Barcelona & works as Barca's nutritionist, sometimes even younger sister that no one can touch--they're way too overprotective.
Anyway, she just recently gave birth to a baby boy. The father...
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[Valentino dos Santos Averio, born on October 10, 2020, @ 2:05 a.m. Though you weren't able to physically meet your Avó, tio Hugo, tia Katia, tia Elma, tio Cris, and your cousins, they all send their love to you.]
"Elena, when can I come to visit my grandbaby?" my mae asks me, I shrug my shoulders, "I don't know...you'll have to fly out once Covid has calmed down. Right now, with Cristiano testing positive, I'm worried to be around anyone—I know you haven't been with him, but Covid travels faster when airborne. So, I don't know how long it will be, I've been up in my house pretty much this whole summer, only leaving for Val's check-ups." I tell my mae. I slowly make my way into Valen's room and see he's sleeping, my phone beeps and I see it's Cristiano calling, "Mae, I have to go—it's Cris calling, love you, be safe and tell Hugo, Katia, and Elma that Valen is healthy." I say and end the call.
I go into my room and answer Cris' facetime request, "Hola Cris, what's up?" I ask my older brother, "Have you told Clément yet?" Cris asks me, I shake my head. "Lena, you have to tell him—you already work in Barcelona and you see him almost daily—how has he not caught on?" Cris asks, "The only people that know are Gerard and you, along with Sergio—that's it, no one else knows. Cris, I can't tell him, he will try to get rights over my so—" "Lena, I've already told you, if he does go to court then I'll get you a lawyer, if not then you know Gerard will get his dad for you...Lena, you can't do this to him. This is coming from me, I have 2 boys, I don't know where my life would be if I was never told about the—hell, where would you be if I didn't have Junior?" Cris goes on to me.
"I'll tell him after their next Barca game, it's on the 17th. I'll ask Gerard if he can have him wait outside after the game...though Clem won't really believe me—Valen has his blue eyes, smile, and nose; other than that, he's an Averio baby." I say and at that time Valen wakes up. I take my phone with me into Valentino's room and set my phone where Cris can see his godson, "Valentino, look—it's your tio Cris," I say and my son automatically calms down. "I feel the love mijo, I carried you for 9 months and you love your uncle more than me—such a shame," I mutter and Valen smiles up at me, "I can't wait until I can hold Valentino...his tiny toes, tiny finger—" "The one thing I can say he got from Clement is his fucking height—Valen was 17 fucking inches at birth!!!" I yell.
Cris laughs at this, "No, no, no, no, you can't laugh mister—get Gio for me," I say, "GIO!! Lena wants you for something!!" Cris yells through his house. I roll my eyes at my brother's laziness but smile because that's exactly what I would do, Gio comes into the frame—with Alana in her arms, "Ok, Lena said I couldn't laugh because Valen was 17 inches long at bir—" "How the hell did you do that!!?!?!" Gio exclaims, I smirk as Cris rolls his eyes.
