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CHRIS' POV

I once again knelt to meet my son's gaze.

"SON-" I started but was cut off "that's Christian Paul for you, SIR." I didn't miss the faint smile on Jane's face as she looks into our son with adoration.

"Christian Paul Contreras Grey Jr.." I paused which made my son's brows crease further "nobody's lying to you. My name is Christian Paul Grey and I am your father." I said slowly allowing him to process the information. As his creased brows started to relax I felt relieved but I spoke too soon

"then prove it." My son said sternly. Though taken aback I asked softly "how?" my son folded his arms in his chest stood with one foot bearing most of his weight once again creased his brows and asked "what's my mom's call sign?" okay that's a question you wont be expecting from a 5 year old kid

"Striker." I answered briefly but he still seemed not convinced "and my dad's call sign?"

"Orion." I said smiling "when's my dad's birthday?" "September 18, 1990."

"and my mom's?"