Gael surprisingly cuddled with Marr'ad that night. Gael buried his head into Marr'ad's side. Marr'ad held his son close as he slept. Thankfully Gael didn't sleep with all his weapons. He had a lot conceded within his clothes even the most basic thing he owned was a weapon. In a very strange away he was proud of his son for being so skilled in something, even though it was killing.

In the morning when Marr'ad woke up Gael wasn't there. He got of bed quickly but thankfully he found him sitting on the balcony and he was sitting on the wall to it so his feet dangled off the edge.

"Morning." He said without turning to look at Marr'ad.

"Good morning," Marr'ad said walking to stand with his son. "What time did you wake up at?" He asked.

"Sunrise. I normally wake up then and I go for a run." He said.

"Which you did." Marr'ad said and Gael nods.

"Gael? If you don't mind me asking, how did you get white hair? It used to be brown." Marr'ad said. Gael sat back and said, "it's because of mom's side. I'm able to be get element like abilities from the force, like she did. I have the power of ice and snow, so my hair is white." Marr'ad smiles and nods. "So can you get more then one force element thingy?" He asked not sure what to call them.

Gael couldn't help but not laugh a bit and said, "I can. I can use fire too."

"Very cool," Marr'ad said as he stood next to him. They then went back inside for breakfast. "So. Gael. What do you like to do for fun?" Marr'ad asked.

"I am normally training or beging sent on a mission." He replied bluntly. Marr'ad frowned a bit and said, "really? That's it?"

"Okay...i like music and art..." he mumbles. Marr'ad smiled some and said, "are you good at them?"

"Okay I guess..." he says. Marr'ad nods and says, "I'd love to hear you some times." Gael nods and looks and gets back to eating. Later in the day Marr'ad had convinced Gael to help him change the nursery into a much better room for Gael. They took part the crib and put it away they then set up a bed and began talking the baby things and putting then away. Gael then was able to slip out and quickly get the things that he had from the place he was living before which was a bunch of odd and ends. He did have a guitar and a violin and a few sketchbooks.

Marr'ad simply sat on the edge of his son's bed as Gael was taking apart a wall and making a hollowed out place for his weapons. "How good are you worth guitar?" Marr'ad asked.

"Pretty good," Gael replied shrugging. "Can I hear you play?" He asked. Gael sighed and grabbed his guitar and began just strumming the chords. He hummed a bit with it and just did it for a few minutes.

"Gael. That was amazing." He said hugging him. Gael froze a bit and nods. A week past that Winter came back, Gael had calmed down some but was still distance from them.

He was standing on the balcony and closed his eyes and said, "yeah. I'm staying." He then opened them truned to a figure that was leaning against the wall.

"Alright. But you know if they find out your alive, they will come for you." They said walking over to stand next to them. They wore dark blue clothes.

"Let them come, after all they did say I'm one of the best assassins they ever seen." Gael replied.

"Don't get cocky." They said. Gael just smiled at them. They shook their head and turned to face him more. "Well. Have fun with your family and remember your still bond by blood to the code as long as you breath. So just live by the rules and things like that." They said narrowing his eyes under his mask.

Gael nods and said, "I know. I still have my suits and weapons. Just try to make it sound convincing."

"Will I do anything but that?" They asked you could hear by their voice they were grinning.

"Zelea." He said grabbing their arm. He pulled off their mask and kissed the girl underneath. She blinked at this and stared at him wide eyed. He then pulled away and she punch his arm.

"You little jerk! Now you kiss me and your leaving me." She snaps. He just gave her a lopsided grin that he got from his dad. She sighed and said, "fine. Long distance relationship. You better send me a good gift." She then throws down the smoke bomb and saw gone. Gael chuckles and goes inside to help Marr'ad fix the ice maker.

But unknown to him two dark figures watched him and shook their heads. Gael failed to them. The punishment: Loss and then death by posion. Gael suddenly stops and gazes out the window and narrows his eyes seeing a small flash in the distant shadows. He then turned and walked into the kitchen and bent down to help his dad.