Chapter Twenty Four

They flew into Dublin airport. There were people there waiting to take the luggage. Jon put on his glasses before entering the airport. He handed Jake and Romeo a pair of glasses and a baseball cap each - he knew there would be a lot of press... not so much Irish press but American press and the English press, the Irish were great for giving celebrities their privacy. He held each of their hands and walked into the airport.

Romeo stopped and reached out for Jon to hold him. "You tired munchkin?" Jon asked holding Romeo up with one arm and Jake's hand with the other. "Mmmhmm" Romeo said nodding sleepily. "Daddy? Can we get some candy?" Jake asked looking at the sweet shop. Jon smiled, "sure buddy," Jon said taking them in. The boys had been on their best behavior on the plane, the didn't disturb the other first class passengers at all.

Jake ran straight for the candy bars. He grabbed two handfuls. "I need a basket.." Jake said running over to the baskets. He threw the candy bars in and then threw more and more in. He ran around the shop filling up his basket. "Hey, Munchkin, what do you want to get?" Jon asked Romeo, he didn't answer. Then realised he had fallen asleep. Jon picked up a basket and started to put some of Romeo's favorite, and things he knew he would like, candy in. "This is all your candy for the month.." Jon said to Jake. Jake's jaw dropped in disbelief. Jon didn't believe it either, he knew the three of them would get through all the candy in two weeks top then they would get more. "You do know that chocolate over here is sweeter than back home, right?" Obie said to him. "I know" Jon said laughing.

Jon had been right about the press, there were some police trying to keep them back. "I can see the headlines tomorrow," Obie said with a smirk, "Jon Bon Jovi arrives in Ireland with sons and slave" Obie joked. For years they had joked that Obie really was Jon's slave, after all he did do nearly anything Jon asked him. Jon looked at the press, he could tell who was from the States, who was from England and who was from Ireland. There were two photographers from Ireland. He stopped in front of them and posed for them. If Jake and Romeo were not wearing the glasses and cap then he would not have.

"Mr. Bon Jovi, one question?" one of the photographers said to him. "Sure" Jon said walking closer to him, "This is John Hurley from the Irish Times," he said getting out a pen and notebook. "That's my middle name!" Jake said with a smile. The photographer smiled at Jake "Oh cool name!" he said. Jon put a hand on Jake's shoulder. "Why did you choose to preform in Ireland, and not any other country, for a month?" Jon smirked, "Because Dublin is my favorite city in the world" he told him, obviously he wasn't going to tell about Serafina but Dublin was his favorite city. "Thank you." The photographer said. Jon nodded and walked away.

The suite was prefect - two bedrooms, one with a king sized bed, the other with two single beds. A huge bathroom and a kitchen/dining/living room area. Jon was surprised that Romeo was still asleep, he usually didn't sleep this long, but he had stayed awake through the whole flight and the time difference would make him exhausted after all they had lost five hours of their day. He gently lay Romeo in his bed, he took his sneakers off of him and put the duvet over him. "You know Jakey, I think we should all go to bed for a while.." Jon whispered to Jake. Jake nodded slowly, lavender circles were forming under his eyes. "Come on we'll go get you some PJ's out of your suitcase.." Jon said walking out to the his room. Jake followed. "I want to wear my superman ones!" Jake told him getting up onto Jon's bed. Luckily the superman pj's were right at the top. Jon helped Jake change and then tucked him into the bed.

There was a three quite knocks on the door. Jon yawned, bringing tears of tiredness into his eyes, he wiped them away. He got a quick glance of himself in the mirror - he looked like a dead person. There were huge lavender circles under his eyes, he looked pale... he looked exhausted. He was exhausted. He opened the door, he was surprised to see who was standing in front of him. "Hi.. I thought it was going to be Obie or someone at the door..didn't expect to see you." He said to her. She put a hand on his face, "Baby, I've come all the way across the Atlantic ocean..now give me a kiss!" Jacklyn said to him, pulling him into a kiss.

Serafina was listening to the radio in her suite. Bruce Springsteen was on, singing 'Fire' she sighed, she couldn't stop thinking about Jon. Bruce Springsteen reminded her of Jon, maybe because they were both from Jersey. "Dakota, hunny, I'm going down to the bar. I'll be back soon" she called to Dakota who was in her room. The suite was huge, it was perfect for them. They had been staying in this hotel for a long time, they were living there. "OK" Dakota called from her bedroom, the move had been hard on Dakota she had to move away from all her friends and she hadn't made any friends here, yet, Serafina was sure she'd make lots when she went to school.

She grabbed her bag and put it over her shoulder, she stopped and looked at herself in the mirror, she took out her lipstick and put some on, then she fixed her hair. She had been hoping to meet someone.. a guy.. down in the bar, but she hadn't. Well she kept comparing them to Jon, looks wise and personality wise. She opened the door and saw two people kissing. She smiled softly.

Jon heard a door opening across the hall. He opened his eyes out of curiosity and saw her. Their eyes met. He was shocked to see her standing there in front of him but at the same time he had never been happier. He pulled away from the kiss as soon as he realised Serafina was standing in front of him. His jaw dropped with shock of seeing her.

Serafina quickly opened her door and went inside, she leaned against the back of the door for a while. So Jon had moved on. Of course he had moved on...why wouldn't he? He's Jon Bon Jovi! The major rock star... She hadn't seen the woman's,or girl that he was kissing, face but she was sure it would be some gorgeous model and that they were going to get married. She probably only loved Jon Bon Jovi.. the rock star, not John Bongiovi the man. Serafina put a hand up to her face and realised she was crying. She felt so stupid thinking that winning that ticket was a message from God telling her that Jon and her were going to get back together.

"Serafina.." he whispered, looking at her door. "What, baby?" Jacklyn asked rubbing his arm. Jon had forgotten Jacklyn was standing there, "Nothing... how about you go inside, make yourself at home, Jakey and Romeo are asleep." Jon said to her giving her an encouraging push on the back. "Sure, baby, I'll see you soon" she said going in for another kiss. Jon turned his face to the side and turned, what would have been a kiss on the lips, to a kiss on the cheek.

Jon waited for Jacklyn to go in and close the door, then he walked across the hall to Serafina's door. He put a fist up to the door, not sure whether to knock or not. He decided to knock, it wouldn't kill him and he had nothing left to loose. No answer.

Serafina was in her room by now, she was terrified to go out there. She didn't know what to say, she just couldn't face him.

Jon knew she was in there, he was going to keep knocking until she answered, he would knock all night if he had to. The door opened, it was Dakota who answered it. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, "is Jesse here?" she asked excitedly, "No, Jess and Steph are only going to be here on the weekends, their coming on the first flight on Thursday, after school." Jon told her. "Is.. is your mom there?" he asked her, "Um.. I don't think so, she said she was going down to the bar but I thought I heard her come back in... I'll check, come in, make yourself comfortable!" she said walking towards Serafina's bedroom.

Jon looked around the room, he inhaled, he could smell her. She smelled like Chanel no.5. Jon loved that smell. He saw some photographs were on the coffee table. He walked over to them and picked one up, the one of Serafina with Dakota when she was about three.

"Mom, Jesse's dad's here to see you.." Dakota whispered to Serfafina. "Hunny, you have to tell him I'm not here...okay?" Serafina replied. She wanted to go talk to him but she didn't know if she could. "Mom, I think you should talk to him...he doesn't look that great..." Dakota told her, it was the truth, he looked exhausted, worn out and maybe a bit ill. Serafina sighed "Tell him to meet me down in the bar...in ten minutes" she sat at her dressing table and started to re-do her hair, if she was going to see Jon, she was going to look good. Dakota smiled, "Okay"

"Mom said that she'll meet you down in the bar in ten minutes.." Dakota said to Jon. Jon didn't see, or hear, her coming back into the room. He jumped and dropped the photo. "Shit.." he muttered, he bent down and picked it up, luckily it wasn't broken. "Thanks Dako" He winked at her and went back over to his suite.