long time, no....we have a kid?

"Ryan can you grab my bag in catering", Maria asked her 6 year old son.

"Sure mommy".

Maria waited in the hallway of the arena while he went into catering. She watched from the distance noticing a big figure. Shit, she thought to her self. turns out the figure was the father of Ryan, but he didnt know it.

Justin looked around. He was supposed to meet up with Mia to get the tour of everything.

Ryan grabbed his moms bag, turning around and hits someones leg. "Sorry sir".

Justin looked down and smiled. "It's okay kiddo I should know better than to just stand in the middle of the hall."

"its okay. I have to get back to my mom", Ryan said pointing to her.

Justin looked to where he was pointing and his eyes widened. "Maria?"

"Hi Justin", Maria said.

He straightened and looked at her.

Ryan handed his mom her bag.

"Thanks Ryan", She said not making eye contact with Justin.

"It's been awhile." He said.

"Yeah, it has. You look good", Maria said.

"Thanks so do you. You look great and your a mom."

"Thanks, about me being a mom and everything, Do you have a second to talk", Maria asked.

"Yeah."

Maria grabbed his wrist and led him into her lockerroom where Ryan was.

Justin followed her looking around.

Maria sat down. "Ryan this is your father. Justin this is your son", she whispered.

He looked at her in shock.

Ryan ran to him and hugged his leg. "Hi daddy".

He looked at him hugging him with one arm. "Um hey."

"Suprised", She asked.

He nodded looking at her.

"Are you gonna say anything".

"I don't know what to say."

"I cant tell if you happy or mad or anything", Maria said getting up.