"I would love a coffee, I'm gasping," Tuck said with a smile, "thank you."
The second Billie and Will moved into the kitchen, Daniel scooted along the sofa until he was beside his father. "How did you find me?" he asked, his voice quiet.
"I had a friend start to look into things," he explained, "Will reminded me our friend can do things like that and why didn't I give it a go now that you are both adults. So she tried but didn't come up with much so she hired a PI. And uh...I also know the muse of history, Clio? She and the PI worked together and they found you. Just last night, actually. I didn't...want to waste time-"
Daniel grinned, "I'm glad you didn't," he said honestly. "I used to imagine this exact scenario happening all the time. I was younger of course. I had no idea you were trying and Mom wouldn't let you see us."
"I imagined it too," Tuck whispered. "And I've been planning what I would say since I started looking, but then you hugged me right away and my entire speech was pointless."
Daniel laughed loudly at that, "I'm not even sorry."