"Oh of course, we'd love to have you over!"

Scout in blue was in the middle of decorating the gingerbread cookies he would give his teammates on Christmas when he heard his mother in the next room on the phone. Adding the last few touches, he walked in slowly eavesdropping on her conversation with a certain French man in red.

"It's no trouble, really. You both could at least bond a little more then you do on your jobs."

Scout stood there silently, as if waiting.

She noticed her son there, "I must go now, just my baby boy." She smiled, "Okay, love you too."

'ugh...' Scout found it typical. She then hung up and turned to face her young trooper, "Did you want something, honey?"

"... That Spy's visiting?"

"He insisted, you should know how he is."

"And it's for how long?"

His mother frowned, "Look, I know you two don't always get along and it was sudden for you to take in but you might get to like him." She then added, "Only until the end of the week from Christmas day. He might bring you a little something."

"..." He nodded silently, bowing his head. His mother waited for one of his usual replies or snarks about Spy, till she took a closer look at her son's face. A small glisten was slowly moving down his face before taking off from his chin.

"Sweetheart?"

"Ma...?" Scout looked up almost shyly, his baby blue eyes all glassy. Another sparkled tear came down his face.

Mother instincts kicked in, "Aw baby, come here." She embraced her son as he embraced back, with silent sobs that seemed to have come out of nowhere. She patted his back as he held onto her.

"Is something wrong? You can tell me." She cooed silently. Perhaps he had been bullied on the battlefield again. Maybe his team's Soldier was yelling at him again for being weak and helpless. Whatever the reason, she'd take care of it, and...

"Mommy?"

"Yes, what is it baby?"

"When..." he sighed and said in an almost soft tone, "When can Red Spy move in with us?"

She seemed rather surprised at this. Normally whenever she'd mention the other team's spy, her son would either moan, complain or just give a roll with the eyes. But now, it seemed as if... He was willing to accept Spy after all. Happy tears in her eyes, she hugged back, "We'll see, honey... We'll see..."