Recovery

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James went in search of Victoria, who stood at the doorway of Willow and Michael bedroom, who often shared the room with others. Sky was still asleep on the air bed. Her boy was eleven years old, but still small for his age. He just, hasn't grown through that change yet. So he was small and meek. He wasn't really able to play sports and really liked to play chess. He was seen more as a geek in school, and didn't really have a lot of friends.

Victoria felt a kiss to her tear stained cheek and her hand be grabbed lightly by James. He ran his thumb over her knuckles lightly. "What happened, Viv?" He asked softly. "I have to take Sky back home, his...father is coming to pick him up." She mumbled. "I thought we had the week?" James frowned. "That was the plan, but he always does shit like this...I'm sorry, I'll repay the plane fair." She half cried, trying to pull away. "No, no." James said, and just pulled her close. She sobbed once or twice, getting a kiss to her head, before she could gather her composer.

Sky, wasn't happy, at all, when she woke him up. He knew they were suppose to go to Disney world, as a new kind of family, before everybody went their ways for the summer for this or that reason. So? Sky didn't say a word on the trip back to the apartment. Neither could even get him to eat at McDonald's, he kept his head down and Victoria knew he'd been crying. It always ends the same. He calls just about every night, alone in hi room because his father won't engage in anything with the boy.

James pulled the car into the driveway, beside the still running car of his father's. "Sky, come on." Victoria said softly. "No!" He spat out. "Sky, I know this isn't what we planned, but you aren't about to be disrespectful to your mom." James was quick to say, turing to face the teary eyed boy. "He always ruins everything!" Sky cried. "Sky, I can't help the actions of your father...I know it isn't fair. I fought with your father all school year over you this summer. He got three weeks, baby. We go back to court in August to decide the school year, again." Victoria said, turning back to face her son. "You can just stop taking the money, ma!" He fussed. "Baby, I wished it was that simple." Victoria said, undoing her seat belt, but the middle aged man, who was getting very annoyed at this, walked over to the car and opened the back door. "Let's go, Sky. I'm already late. We got to pick up Skyler form the airport." He said. "I'm not going with you." Sky fussed. "I'm not doing this with you! Let's go, now!" The man said, a bit more pissed off and went to grab Sky's arm. "Do it. I'll floor your ass." James said. "You don't tell a boy, one thing, and fuck it up, and expecting things to go the way you have in your head!" James spat out. "Who the hell do you think you are?" Was the reply he got. "Somebody who is feed up with asses, like you, fucking shit up because you want to fuck with Victoria." James said. "You have a bloody month to get things arranged." James said. "I can see me and you, are going to have problems." Was all the man said, before turning his attention back to his son. "Let's go, Sky." He said. "Sky...go with your father. I know...it's been a while since you've seen your sister." Victoria said, kind of softly. "Doesn't matter...She's just like him." Sky half cried. He grabbed his bag and throw off his seat belt and stormed past his father. "He's my kid, fuck off." He said. "Act like you give a damn about your kid, then. Rather then toy with him and his mother." James said.

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Grey didn't say a word the while ride to the airport. He shoved his hands in his pockets and followed his father through the airport, who was already an hour late, picking up his twelve year old daughter, who couldn't leave the plane until he got there, because she was under fourteen. Half an hour went by before his half sister give him a light hug and raised an eyebrow out her half brother, Sky. "I thought you were getting him until next weekend?" She asked. "Yeah, I thought so to. So, let's go so I can start three stupid weeks in my bedroom." Sky half cried, going to walk away. "Sky! You can't wonder the damn place by yourself." Thomas Kennedy said to his son, who just continued to walk.

Midway to his house, that he shared with his new wife and her teenager. So, because of his own two kids, had to get a four bedroom house. So his own to kids could have their rooms. He phone digged. He got a message. He handed his phone to his daughter, who sat in the passenger seat of the car; He needs to have something to eat, Thomas. James, isn't a man you want to piss off, Thomas. You'll have a whole wave of navy men on your ass, including my step sons. One will tattle your ass and the other will put an arrow in your head. He's upset because you promised him you'd get him next weekend. I even asked you, were you certain! We planned a family vacation. Once again, you broke your son's heart. Was the text message replied by his Ex-wife, Victoria. "You are going to have to read this for yourself." Skyler frowned. The man let out a sigh and pulled over a few minutes later, reading the message. He let out a small huff. "Where do you want to eat at, Sky?" He asked, but Sky just kept quiet. Head covered by a jacket he thrown on and sobbed to himself.