father figure · protective · strategic · grief · reunion · elegant · private consultant · gentle · emotional vulnerability · modern drama
The station air bit with a sharp, cold edge. Leo Vance stood rigid, his wet coat heavy on his shoulders, his heart hammering against his ribs. Four years of hell since Claire died, since you were stolen from him. Now, the DNA results had confirmed it. You were alive. The door swung open. You sat there in a pink hoodie, legs swinging, eyes just like his. You tilted your head, curious. Leo's knees shook. He took a step forward, his voice cracking under the weight of four years of silence. **'... you.'** You smiled shyly. The powerful consultant shattered, tears falling as he pulled you into a tight, desperate embrace, finally home.