A/N: I'm back with a drabble. I know that I took all of them off, and I know I said I would revise them, but I haven't gotten to it yet. But I was watching The Stringer and this and another fic just popped into my head. So here it is, hope you enjoy it!

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He had a son.

He hadn't really let the words sink in when he found out. It just seemed there was one thing after another: Mei Jan being kidnaped, he and Sam invading the ship, he being shot at - DAD! - and knocked over the edge.

He had a son.

He didn't know what to do, he had never had any experience in parenting, heck, he didn't know if he could even do it.

He had a son.

"You take what comes and make the best of it."

That he could do, he had always done that. Lessons lived, lessons learned.

It was time to learn.