Stinson looked around as he stood and waited for an answer after knocking. These weren't his normal surroundings and he was definitely out of his comfort zone here. He was used to busy cities and posh houses, it was the way he was brought up. And although this place was nice enough, to him it was like a world apart and he wondered for a brief moment what he had gotten himself into by abandoning his big house to come here. He shook that from his head, however as he heard some sort of movement inside. He panics a little, and the coward inside tells him to run. Was he ready to meet another son of his? To commit to someone new? He takes a deep breath and decides running would not be right for him. And then the door opens and he sees Bianca. All of a sudden all he can do is smile. He holds his arms out to the side as if to show himself off.

"Guess who did it," he says. "Made good on my promise."

Stinson feels a little uneasy when he sees the way Bianca reacts to his arrival. He had hoped she would be happy, but here she was peering through a small gap in the door and looking surprised and confused. Maybe she hadn't meant all she said about them being together after all. He suddenly felt a bit foolish for standing there with flowers in hand, like he had just committed himself to something. He sighs and scratches his head after putting the big box down on the floor. "I....well I broke up with Chantal," he says, shrugging and suddenly wishing he was anywhere else in the world but here as he felt embarrassed.

Stinson nods and shrugs again. "Yeah. Yeah, I did. It wasn't the best moment ever, but I guess it was only fair to do it." He smirks a little and then sighs. He sensed somehow that this wasn't going to go well and that he would end up with no one, which was what he had feared in the first place. When she opens the door, he's shocked to see Luca there as well. He looks down, not sure what to say as he does. "Wow....is this...is this him?" He asks, although the answer is obvious. He looks back up. "Don't worry about it. I suppose I should have called first. Just some ridiculous notion of mine that a surprise would be good. I don't know why I thought that." He laughs and nervously checks his phone, even though he knew there was nothing on it. "oh...thanks," he says quietly as he lifts the box and steps inside the apartment.

Stinson steps inside and puts his things down on the floor. "You didn't think I'd call? I promised, didn't I?" he says with a little smirk. "I just had to wait until the right time to do it. It got a bit messy. I guess it was never going to be easy though." He looks a little nervous still before he turns his eyes back to Luca and smiles. "He looks just like..his dad," he says, not wanting to confuse Luca just yet. He smiles when he grabs at Bianca as if trying to hide from Stinson. "Yeah, I don't think he likes me," he jokes. "Yeah, sorry. I guess it was a bit rash to just turn up." He laughs and then turns to look back at her. "Yeah...I guess this is it..." he says, not knowing what she was referring to.

He smirks to himself calmly and nods. "Yeah. I'm fine now. It's all done and dusted now you know? I was more worried about it before, but it was like ripping a band aid off." He smiles at them both, and when Luca stares at him, he stares back for a moment, wondering if the kid had any idea that he was his dad. He smiles at him and waves a little before Bianca tries to make him burp. "He'll....hopefully get used to me then. I'd like to think so anyway. It would be shit if he didn't." Stinson smiles and looks around the apartment. "It's....different," he says with a smile. "Nah, look it's a cool place. You do well for the two of you and no one can deny that. Any thing you achieve through hard work is worth it, and this place is fine. Not everyone is a flash bastard like me. Although, technically your house is waaaaaaaaaaay better than mine now." He laughs. "Oh yeah. They're for you." He smiles and hands her the flowers. "I thought I should bring something nice."

"Thanks. I'm glad its all over now. She'll be fine anyway. It's better she found out now than age down the line." He smiles. He still wasn't sure what Bianca's mindset was. She seemed nice to him, but he wasn't sure if she was still into the idea of being with him or not. She was hard to read. He smiles at Luca again. "Do you reckon we'll tell him? About me, I mean. Like who I am." He laughs at himself stumbling over his words - it wasn't often he got nervous like that. He node and smiles. "I mean sure if he'll come to me I can hold him. That would be nice." He holds his arms out in front to see if Luca would back away straight away. As he waits, he nods a little and then chuckles. "Oh....no no. I didn't get thrown out. I left voluntarily. I let her keep the house. It would be a bit cruel if I said I was going to break up with her and then I kicked her out. I don't begrudge her the house anyway. She didn't do anything wrong after all." He smiles back at Luca, pulling funny faces to try to make him laugh. When she offers to let him stay, he smiles up at her warmly. "Thank you. That would be amazing. I can take the couch until I find somewhere to stay. It feels comfortable enough I guess." He laughs and looms at Luca. "Do you do that? You wake your mom up in the night?" He asks in a baby voice, laughing. "Yeah don't kill those...they cost a bomb," he jokes as she takes the flowers.

Stinson smiles a little. "Yeah but I thought maybe you wouldn't want to tell him yet in case he got confused by me just turning up. I guess he has to know sometime though, right?" He chuckles and then looks at Luca when Bianca asks if he'll go to Stinson. When she calls him his dad, he smiles and holds his hands out, eventually lifting Luca. He looks over at Bianca and smiles before looking back at Luca. "Hi Luca. I'm your dad..." He says quietly. "I'm so glad to get the chance to meet you." He smiles. It was wonderful for him to get the chance to see his son at last, even if he only recently found out he even existed. He looks over at Bianca as he holds onto their son. "He doesnt hate me, wow!" He says with a laugh. "You're a handsome guy, Luca. You look just like your dad," he jokes. "Yeah I hope she'll let me see Jackson. I'll leave it a while before I call because I don't want to upset her too much, but I'll still need to see Jackson some times." He laughs when she mentions them sleeping together. "I guess you're right, Bianca. Well thanks. I appreciate you letting me stay. Hey I brought him a present.Does it have to wait til his birthday?"

"I guess he would find out yeah," Stinson says as he holds his hand out and Luca grabs it, making him laugh. "Hey, you think he knows what it means that I'm his dad?" He smiles down when his son smiles back at him. He had hoped this would go well but he never expected Luca to take to him so well like this. When he touches his face, Stinson chuckles. "He's wondering who this is who has come into his house and looks like him." He looks up at Bianca when she sits down. "Thanks. I'll make you guys my priority though. I really will." He smiles. "Well the present is there. Will he be able to open it himself?"

"True. Although I'm sure he knows you're more than that. Maybe he thinks I'm just some loser coming to date his mom. He's maybe only being nice for your sake." He chuckles. "Does he speak or anything yet?" When she talks about his looks, Stinson laughs. "Yeah Luca you got this face to look forward to when you get older. You're lucky." He laughs and looks at the gift. "Pass me it then please." He puts Luca on the floor. "I may have spent quite a bit..."

"Of course he knows you well and trusts you and stuff. You've been both parents to him for a whole year. You've done awesomely with him. He seems so happy and healthy." He smiles. "Hey can you imagine if he just magically said dad first? How much of a kick in the girl balls would that be to you?" stinson winks. He pulls the present towards himself and Luca. "It's something you said he likes," Stinson smiles. "Hey Luca, what's this? Your dad brought you a present buddy." He starts to tear the edge of the paper. "Like this "