4×04 “Don’t Hold So Tight” Part 2
Written by: Chris Coleman, Kristi Clark and Kelly Zollo
Warning: Episode may contain graphic violence, language and sexual content
Theme Song: Mariah The Scientist- Burning Blue

Sebastian looked down at his phone and saw Max was calling him. He declined it as they stepped off the tarmac into JFK airport’s private loading area. He felt a sense of guilt because what if she needed him? What if she was in some sort of pain? What if she needed him? Right now it wasn’t about Max and to be fair he needed what was about to happen. For years his goal was to change the narrative of the Navarro clan. His mother and father ran Europe with an iron fist but now he wanted revenge and retribution. Turning off his phone he looked at his mother and saw her face staring at his phone. “You don’t have to look so gleeful. I just don’t want her to know I’m out of town. She’s fragile right now and I just think a little space might do us good.” He spoke smoothly. “You sure Enzo is going to be okay with me taking on what he’s doing? I mean we sent him to the best schools in Europe for this. He’s a master chemist and I’m just jumping back into the business now.” Pausing as they stepped into the limo waiting for them. The black town car was inconspicuous but also flashy. Just how his mother liked it. Picking up the decanter he poured himself some scotch.

Driving off he looked at the New York city and thought of his son. His beautiful baby boy that was taken from them. If Max gave birth outside of that boat and dirty warehouse he might still be here. “I blame nobody but Gia, and Ronan not Max and she is my fiance so I don’t want to hear anything negative about her. I love her more than life itself right now and we have suffered because of something Ronan or Gia did. Someone blew that boat up and as revenge and I want mine in blood. I want to make Ronan and Gia pay and nothing and no one will stop me. You know Hunter and Bliss thought they talked me out of my pain. Out of my rage but I can’t stop being mad that my damn child is in a coffin gone. A ghost now and I am left with all these pains and dreams for him. Damn it!” He crushed the cheap glass in his hand.

Regina Navarro knew pain and loss; she had lived it first when her daughter was slaughtered due to Ronan’s carelessness and when her husband had passed. She understood it but she didn’t understand Max Devonshire at all or what her son thought was this great love he shared with her. The two had nothing in common as far as shared values went and in the later months of Max’s pregnancy she had treated both her son and grandson with such indifference it was hard to feel for the woman. She cast her eyes at the phone remaining silent but a sense of satisfaction came so her son was lying to Max, they were broken beyond repair in her mind exactly what she wanted. She already knew that Enzo would be upset at Sebastian being back in the fold but it didn’t matter, the prince had returned and the eldest was doing what needed to be done. Enzo would adjust or she would see to it personally that he was sent somewhere else. For far too long they had been compliant and placating to the Madden and Falcone families no longer, not after what happened on that boat. She was over that now and like her son had just said revenge was theirs for the blood spilt of her innocent grandchild.

“Don’t worry about Enzo he knows that this was always in the plan, you coming back even though you stepped back for a moment. You’re father always knew, I told him you would come back around. As for Max perhaps a break is what is needed, mijo. She has her family there, you have yours here.” Regina said, looking at him and then casting a glance at the driver who had been with them for years. She reached over gently to his hand grabbing one of the bar towels from the back of the car while she put up the divider. Hoping the gesture reminded him of when she would tend his wounds when he was a child, that connection they shared. She was always gentle with Sebastian, gentle yet firm and she was right when it came to Max she had her family there. The Devonshire’s who looked down on people like them even though rumor had it that her father was just as bad and likely had blood on his hands. “Besides mijo you put her in danger if you told her about where you are we wouldn’t want that would we? After Enrique you both need to heal, worrying her solves nothing for her, but you taking this step. It could be your healing.” Regina said she had been practicing the words for the last few weeks hoping they sunk in; he didn’t need Max involved in what they were going to do and the distance was what was needed.