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Shia smiled as he reached his friend's house. Today was the 3 year wedding anniversary of Colin and Tyler. They were having a huge party so Shia knew they would be too busy to grab the mail.

Ten minutes later...

"WHAT THE FUCK TYLER!" Shia shouted as he found his best friend's wife.

She raised an eyebrow, "what?" He threw an envelope at her. She blanched as she saw the name on it, "You leave her alone."

"NO! That is my child isn't it!" He snapped. Tyler nodded.

"But she is happy now Shia. Don't go bother her."

"You've both known this entire time?!" Shia snapped. Colin and Tyler just looked at him with blank faces. "He's got to be what four years old?! And you've never said a word."

Colin sighed, "Shia you broke her heart. You've never been one for commitment or responsibility. They're healthy and happy and doing well. I've always kept a careful eye on them. If they ever needed anything I would have taken care of it."

"That's not that point! He is MY son." Shia snatched the letter back, "So this is where they live, huh? Some carribean island? Well, she really wanted to make sure I'd never find them."

"They're happy there." Tyler said simply.

"Well, I'll be on the next flight." Shia started to walk towards the door.

"Shia, don't." Colin called.

"Fuck you!" Shia slammed the car behind him. On his way home he called and got himself a ticket on the next flight to St. Thomas and a ferry ride to St. Johns. He packed quickly and was on his way.

Tyler sighed and looked at her husband. He took her hand gently and shrugged.

"It was bound to happen eventually anyway."

She nodded and pulled away from him. She studied him for a moment and walked away. Lately, they had been having marital problems. She was ready for kids. He wasn't just yet. The thing he didn't know was that she was pregnant.

"I love you..." Colin whispered softly.

*&*

Shia got off the plane in St. Thomas and hoped on a ferry to St. John's. From the port he took a cab to Cinnamon Bay and began walking through the campsite.

"Can I help you?" Said an older black woman. She was very close with Ryanne and looked after her like her mother. Her name was Callie and she knew all about Ryanne and Shia. She loved Ryanne like a daughter and she'd never let anyone hurt her or Aish. That was Ryanne's son's name..Shia spelt backwards. It was pronounced like the word "ash". Aish never asked much about his father, his loving mother was more than enough for him for now. The little boy truly loved his life on the island, all the workers on the grounds loved the little man and looked after him as if he was their own. Right now he was down at the beach with one of the younger workers, Shani (about 19) who was teaching him how to fish. Ryanne was just finishing up teaching a yoga class for the tourists staying on the grounds.

She didn't hear him. Colin stared at her wistfully and sighed.

"Hey Col. What's up?" Seth Rogen called as he walked up. he had just parked his car.

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"I am looking for Ryanne." Shia said simply.

"Hey man. How are you?" Colin muttered.

*&*

Callie knew exactly who he was. "I'm sorry but only guests and employees can be on the grounds. Would you like me to rely a message to her from you?" The old woman smiled.

"Good." Seth laughed, "BUT it dosn't look like you are."

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"how do I become a guest here?" He snapped.

"We're booked." Callie lied.

"FINE. Tell her I am on this island. And I will find her."

"Nah man...it's a good day." He laughed it off.

*&*

"I don't think so Mr. Labeouf. We take care of our own here. And you are nothing but bad news. I suggest you leave." Callie stated firmly.

Seth shrugged, "Whatever. You only broke my nose over Ty..." He teased, trying to get it out of his friend.

"Ty's pregnant. I found the pregnancy test. She hasn't told me though...And just last week I told her that I wasn't ready for kids...like some kind of dumb shit." Colin muttered.

*&*

Shia glared at her in his rage, "It wasn't a fucking threat. Tell her to find me then."

"Well, go take it back!" He said.

*&*

"Clearly, she doesn't wish to FIND YOU." Callie glared. At this point Ryanne who had been standing in the distance for a few moments interupted.

"It's okay, Callie." She didn't want Shia losing his temper with her.

"You sure, sweetie?" She asked. Ryanne nodded and Callie said, "I'll go check on Aihs." With that she left.

"What do you want, Shia?" Ryanne said calmly.

Colin frowned, "I don't know that it is that easy." He brushed his haid away from his face and sighed.

Seth rolled his eyes, "Yes it is. Just be like 'Hey. I want a baby.' Or surprise her with a nursery. Shit dude. How hard can it be."

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Shia stared at her for a moment. She looked beautiful, "Uhm..." He paused for a moment, "Oh! I want to see my son."

Colin laughed, "I think I'll build a nursery for her."

*&*

Ryanne shook her head, "Shia please don't do this. Just leave us alone."

"He's my son!" Shia snapped.

"And he's a happy healthy little boy. He's getting by just fine without YOU." Ryanne explained.

"See...I'm not just a pothead...I'm a marriage counselor." Seth laughed as they headed in.

*&*

Shia rolled his eyes, "So I guess you are the type of woman who just doesn't want a child to have his or her father! Well, you could have at least told me about him!"

"A man of many talents." Colin laughed.

*&*

"No, Shia actually I'm just the type of woman that wants my son to have a GOOD father. One he can actually depend on." Ryanne snapped.

"Speaking of pot, I have some if you'd like some." Seth laughed.

Colin shrugged, "Maybe later." Tyler glided down the stairs to greet Seth.

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Shia rolled his eyes, "So you assume, incorrectly by th way, that just because you couldn't count on me that he can't?"

"Hello Seth." She smiled.

*&*

"That's a rather understandable assumption." She scoffed.

"When do the festivities start?" Seth asked with a grin.

"In two hours." Tyler laughed.

*&*

Shia stared at her, "Let me see him."

"Anything I can do to help then?" Seth asked.

*&*

"Absolutely not." Ryanne said quickly. "Leave." She turned to walk away.

Shia grabbed her wrist and snapped, "Now love be sensible. Say you don't let me see him and then I call up my lawyer and we have a chat. Money is power in these situations, do you really want a custody battle? Because the way I see it is you've deceived me and robbed me of precious years with my son. Who do you think would win the well off career driven moviestar or the young woman teaching yoga living...here?" He said the last bit with disgust.

"You wouldn't..." She breathed.

"Let me see my son." Shia said firmly and let go of her wrist.

Ryanne nodded. The meer idea of losing her son made her eyes well up with tears, none fell though. "Wait here."

Tyler nodded and they started completing everything.

*&*

Shia tapped his foot impatiently.

Ryanne walked up holding the hand of a little boy with brown curly hair. "Aihs, This is Mommy's friend, Shia." She gave Shia stern look.

Shia couldn't help but grin is Aihs.

"Hi!" The little boy said then turned to his mother, "Mommy! Can I back to fishing now?!"

Ryanne looked at Shia so he merely nodded.

"See ya at lunch, Mama." He gave his mother a kiss and ran off.

"You just let him run around here?" Shia scoffed.

"He's very safe. This isn't like LA. It's a good place for him to grow up."

"Whatever. Looks like there are a bunch of shady people around here." Shia said coldly.