Just a little one-shot I dreamt up, this is my first story for this fandom, so let me know what you think.

Stuart put the letter down and sighed, he still found it strange to think of Ned, his little brother, as a father, even stranger to think that he had a nephew that he hadn't even met, hadn't even knew existed. He stared at the photo that had been enclosed in the envelope and a wistful smile appeared on his face.

They were all there, Lou, grinning from ear to ear; a Russian style hat on his head, Stuart made a mental note to ask about that. Toadie, holding Charlie in one arm, the other wrapped around Steph. Next to them Steve, his older brother, it had been ages since they'd caught up, then Miranda, looking the same as ever, except maybe a little wiser. Riley, arms wrapped around Bridget in that protective way only an older brother can pull off. Last of all, Ned, Janae and Mickey, a family in their own right.

It had been a while since Stuart had seen his brothers, he hadn't even met Mickey, maybe he would go and visit; reminisce about 'the good old days' catch up with Toadie, have some of Susan's home cooking.

Placing the photo on the mantelpiece Stuart picked up his phone and began making arrangements. It was about time he went home.