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Lee thought that Kevin looked a little nervous and unsure when she suggested that he sit down. Lee had simply suggested it because if he had a list of questions, it was likely going to take a while, and Lee wasn't eager to sit looking up at him the entire time.

But Kevin still sat down and looked at his phone. As she waited, Lee set the book on the coffee table and turned slightly on the couch to look at her son.

He had written all of his questions down so that he didn't forget any. That was smart, Lee thought. Though it certainly hadn't seemed that way over the years, Kevin had definitely learned from her quite well.

And Lee was proud of that. Right up until Kevin asked about the sudden trip to see his grandparents with Rachel.

Maybe it would have been good if he hadn't learned quite so well.

Lee nodded slightly as she looked at Kevin. "Do you remember when you got back how I explained that I was helping Tarin with a problem he had with his powers?" Lee asked Kevin. That was what she had vaguely explained as she reason he was moving in. Plus the fact that he had still just been living in the back of the shop.

"That's exactly what I was doing that weekend when you were with Aunt Rachel," Lee continued. "There are a few spirits who are strong and can be dangerous. And you know how nosy she can be, especially with me. The best way to make sure she didn't poke her nose in, especially since she was watching you, was to get her out of the city. Taking you to see your grandparents seemed like the easiest way to do that."

Lee was seriously starting to think that she was going to have to find something else to keep her occupied during the day once Kevin was off at the mansion. Without it taking so long in the mornings now for her to get anything resembling energy, even with going running in the mornings with Tarin, Lee was going to get finished with her paperwork for the bar far too early in the day to keep herself occupied without being bored out of her mind before Tarin gets home.

But that was a problem for later, after Kevin had moved to the mansion.

Even if Kevin was still spending the majority of his time in his room. On his computer.

At least he was more than willing to venture out a few times a week to head to the gym, so Lee was able to spend that time with her son. And Kevin was doing a good job with the lessons that she was giving him.

Even if a number of the trainers, and fighters, who were at the gym at the same time thought that she was teaching Kevin the wrong things.

But since finding something else to keep her occupied was a future problem, Lee settled for reading more of one of the books she and Tarin had gotten from the library to research any information they could find about this ancient Egyptian mystic Michael had come to Tarin about.

"In March?" Lee loolked at Tarin a little incredulously at that. March was still winter, and they started spring training for baseball then?

That was probably another of those weird American things that Lee was never going to get used to no matter how long she lived here for.

Not that it was going to keep her from watching with Tarin. Especially not when Kevin wasn't going to be there. That was something else that Lee was probably not going to get used to any time soon. At the moment, Kevin was just hiding in his room, but soon he was going to be moved into the mansion.

Tarin took Michael, well not more comfortably, but at least more easily this time, and Lee just smiled as she saw how Tarin settled the boy down beside him. And it did look nice and comfortable.

"That's possible," Lee agreed with a smile as she looked over at Michael with his hand in his mouth now. "Though that's one of my favourite places, so I understand why he's so content there."

Tarin felt that this was one one of the few times that he actually managed to say something right, to get his thoughts out the way he meant them.

Lee was glad that he had been able to explain it. It really had helped her.

And as Michael yawned again, Lee looked down at him. "Oh, it looks like hell fall asleep sooner rather than later," Lee commented as she finally took her hand from Tarin's so she could attempt to lay Michael down in her arms.

Even as he yawned again, Michael struggled against Lee's attempts. "And yet he's going to fight with every bit of strength in his little body," Lee continued with a slight smile.

Lee sat and listened as Tarin spoke. And went on, and on. It seemed he had thought about this a lot. It made sense, though; there were a lot of things that had happened where if only one of those things had not happened or been different, Tarin's entire life would be different.

Any one of them being different likely would have resulted in Tarin not having come through the rift.

And he felt like everything in his life had been building up to that night in Central Park.

Which in a way did still make sense.

Tarin went on, explaining how he thought she fit in with all that. And how the universe may have helped him be exactly where he needed to be, with her nearby as she was able to help.

Not because she was 'meant' to help, or was somehow made to.

And that through everything, Tarin thought it was her choices, both that night and before hand, that had brought her there.

As Tarin finished speaking, Lee looked up at him again with a small, grateful little smile. If everything that had happened wasn't huge series of very uncanny coincidences, that was a much better and easier way to think about her life.

It didn't change the bad and horrible things that had happened in her life, the tough times she had been through. Nothing could change that. But the things she'd done and decisions she'd made being her choice rather than somehow fated was easier to deal with.

She hadn't needed to go go out that night. Lee had even tried, however briefly, to talk herself out of it. And with what he had been planning on doing once he was able make himself move from his curled up position against the tree would have meant she wouldn't have heard anything else about it.

Except for when the news reported the murderer was dead, revealing his name to the public.

"I'm glad I decided to go that night," Lee said softly. "I'll never regret that decision."

That was also a very good point. What were the chances that Lee would have been at the shop, pounding on the door and calling for Kevin's father to answer because he hadn't shown up for Kevin at the same time that Tarin had wandered by.

With Tarin walking back and forth a couple times before Lee had confronted him.

What were the chances that that would have all lined up? Because Tarin had come across to this world before the rift was closed, and Lee hadn't descended on the shop until a couple days after.

"I'm simply glad that I was," Lee said softly as she turned to look up at Tarin. "Not at all sorry. But if all of that wasn't coincidence…"

Michael was still flailing around his jellyfish as he bounced on Lee's lap.

At least he was going to tire himself out, Lee thought.

As the next batter hit the ball, Tarin spoke again. Turning to look at him, Lee reached her free hand out for his. If Lee thought about it she had a guess around what time that Tarin stopped believing in coincidences.

But had they actually ever talked about it?

Not that Lee would have called the fact that she had recognized that monster's method of killing a coincidence.

"You did?" she asked, the playfulness out of her voice leaving just a bit of curiosity. "When was that?"