Disclaimer: I do not own any character except Kyle and I don't own Noah's Arc.
Chapter One: Try Again
I walk in from a long day of work to find my son, the newest edition to me and Noah's family, watching TV alone. I walk over to the couch and ask "where's daddy". He looks at me for a moment as if he's debating telling me then he points to the bedroom. I tell him "ill be right back" and walk to the bedroom. I open the door to find Noah listening to his iPod and working on his next pitch for the studio. I walk over and kiss him on his head.
"Hey" he says
He turns off his iPod.
"Hey"
"Why is Kyle in the other room by himself babe?"
"We were watching TV together and he was so into the show I thought I would take this time to do some work."
"Oh okay"
"Yeah"
"Well you know I don't like him being alone."
"Yes I do, but I've got to get some work done, and he's only in the next room."
"I understand that but this house is new to him, and he's four, so I think one of us should be with him, till he gets more comfortable in the house."
We adopted Kyle two weeks ago, which was the happiest day of our lives, aside from our wedding.
"You're too over protective wade."
All of a sudden we hear a loud crash and crying from the kitchen. We rush into the kitchen to find Kyle and a broken cookie jar on the floor. He has a cookie in one hand and a cut on the other. I pick him up off the floor and turn to Noah.
"This is exactly what I didn't want to happen."
He says I'm sorry as he walks off to get the first aid kit from the bathroom.
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So this is my first fanfiction i hope you all like it. Please review so I can know what I should do better next time.