Claire’s POV
I slowly walked down the hallway, holding Chris tightly against my chest. My legs were still a little bit sore from the brutal morning training with Tony and Nico, but I didn't care about the physical pain right now.
My heart was pounding with nerves.
I was finally taking my son to meet his uncle.
I stopped outside the Lexus’s room and took a deep, shaky breath to calm the anxiety in my stomach because I wasn't just afraid of seeing what these 6 months have done to my brother but because I fear these worse I'm yet to find out.
Chris let out a small, happy coo, his tiny chubby fingers reaching up to grab a strand of my dark hair and I smiled softly down at him, kissing his warm forehead.
"We are going to see Uncle Lexus, my sweet boy," I whispered to him. "Be a good boy
