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A truth to Dicover Part 3

"Wow."

Roy rose a brow at his choice of words. Luke looked up, figuring that was not probably what the two teens wanted to hear. "Sorry...I just never saw this happening."

"If you want we could leave." Jade said, standing up.

"No, no! I'm just a little nervous is all," Luke said with a sheepish smile. "I thought Serena didn't want me to meet you. I'm glad she changed her mind."

Jade shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Actually...she didn't change her mind. I came here with out her knowing."

"Oh," Luke looked down, disappointment on his face. "I take she is still mad at me."

"I can't say," Jade said, looking down at her lap. "She never talks about you."

This caught Luke's attention. "But...then how did you find me?"

"I heard my mom talking over the phone with you and one thing lead to another..." Jade trailed off, not really wanting to tell him how she found him.

"How is your mom?"

"She's good. She has a nice job...good friends."

"She's happy, isn't she?"

Jade nodded, avoiding his gaze.

Luke felt relief hearing the Serena had moved on and found a life for herself, even if it wasn't with him.

"Luke?"

Hearing Jade call him by his first name stung at his heart. He didn't blame her, he couldn't expect her to just open her arms and call him dad or daddy so sudden.

"Yes, Jade?"

"If you don't mind me asking...what happened with you and my mom?"

Luke sighed and rested back in his seat.

The Anders kitchen was always a place Dick was very fond of. It held good memories between him and Kori. It was here where they would share cookies as children, here where Kori would comfort him after one of his many break up's and here where they almost kissed. That particular memory didn't end so well but it was still special to Dick, even though bumping heads was painful.

But not as painful as what Kori wanted him to do now. Vic warned him, one day Kori was going to make him beg for her forgiveness. Scratch that, he would rather beg for her forgiveness then what she wanted him to do now. Kori smiled as she placed two full bottles of mustard on the kitchen table, pushing one over to Dick. He stared at the yellow beverage then at Kori.

"Can't I-"

"No."

"But-"

"What's the big deal," Kori said, opening her own bottle of mustard. "It's just mustard. You've had mustard before."

"Yeah, but with a hotdog!"

Kori giggled.

"Don't laugh. This is so not funny."

"Either you drink it or I won't accept your apology."

Dick groaned and picked up the small yellow bottle. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He looked up at Kori, almost pleading with her but she just smiled. There was no way out of this. Slowly he brought the yellow substance to his lips and drank. Dick swallowed and began to cough. Kori laughed.

"Ugh, this is disgusting!"

"It's not that bad." Kori said as she drank some of her own mustard.

"I still can't understand how you can drink that."

"Well, when I was younger Komi would pick on me a lot," Kori said, going off into her own little world as she told her memory. "I swear, she would practically shove this down my throat. After awhile I got used to it and...well, here we are."