This is set around just before Mon died, so im so sorry Serena.
Montana had been spending the day with his Son and his boyfriend, it was a known fact they're dating while Mon was married, He's Polyamorous. It's all good, but the subject seemed to forget or we're just oblivious to their love.
Mon knew he was going to die soon, he had everything in order, it was all in Malachai's name, especially to take care of his...no their nine year old son.
"Malachai, you promise to make sure to take care of Maxi, right?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I? Do you know something I don't?" He asked, whilst looking at his boyfriend.
Mon shakes his head "No, no of course not.." the boy is a liar....a very big liar.
"I just love you and him, I just want to make sure when I'm gone, he's taken care of...and I know you'll be there to make sure he's doing alright" Mon said.
Malachai nodded, sensing something was off, it could be his Warlock senses but he's choosing to ignore it...
Little did they know...these would their last few days.. months...with each other, because Mon had died infront of Maxi when he was nine, of course as previously stated he's currently nine.
But that's not for a while now, they just don't know or understand that's happening yet, of course.