"We found it mom!" Mitch says gesturing to the rusted ship.

"Now let's get on Mitch before we celebrate." She says. Mitch nods and picks her up and parkouring his way onto the boat.

"Who goes there!" A masculine voice says seeing the two stowaways.

Connor and hank scour the city for the two people that they have become quite fond of.

"Lieutenant what if we can't find them? And (y/n) get hurt!" Connor says for the umpteenth time.

"Connor! If we don't find them then they'll return safely! Mitch knows how to put up a fight!" Hank laughs

"Hank. I'm pretty sure something is going on with (y/n). And she isn't telling me." Connor says his tone serious.

"Connor... everything is going to be ok." Hank says rubbing his metaphorical son's arm.

"I'm just worried about her." He says sadly.

"Connor... I know. And I hate seeing you like this... as... as I think of you like the son I could have had." Hank confides.

"Lieutenant.... I'd be honored to be your son." Connor says. Hank pulls him into a hug and Connor cries happy with his family that has slowly coming together.

"It's ok mom..." Mitch whispers.

"I SAID WHOS THERE!" The voice roars.

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Cry
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