Brooke and Greyer were sitting in the lounge-room when Sheera walked into the room and crossed her arms across her chest. She looked at her watched and sighed.
Brooke turned around and bit her bottom lip.
"Is it five o'clock yet?" Sheera asked.
"Um… no," Brooke started.
"Greyer cannot watch TV before five," Sheera told her.
"I know…" Brooke was cut off again.
"It seems he is watching TV…"
"Mrs Huntzburger," Brooke stopped her, "After five there aren't any programs Greyer would enjoy, before five however…"
"Before five I have a rule, you're breaking that rule," Sheera said her voice rising, "I trust this won't happen again?"
"No miss," Brooke said grabbing the remote and turning the television off.
Greyer frowned, "Sorry buddy," she mouthed.
"Will Jake be home for dinner?" Sheera asked Brooke.
"He said he was going to Cali," Brooke told her.
Sheera nodded, "I'll be in my study if you need me," she walked off and Brooke slowly nodded.
Greyer caught her attention, "What's for dinner?" he asked.
"Who's cooking?" Brooke asked back.
"You silly," Greyer laughed.
Brooke was taken aback, she couldn't cook.
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Brooke flipped through pages of a cookbook as she stirred ingredients in a bowl.
"Is that mac and cheese?" Greyer asked.
"No," Brooke told him, "It's a la déBrooke."
"What's that?" Greyer asked disgusted.
"It's my own recipe," she smiled.
"Oh," Greyer said jumping off the counter, "I'm not hungry," he told her.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, "Grey…" Brooke began to call but stopped, she took her hands out of the food she was mixing with her hands and walked to the front door. She wasn't sure how to open it with food on her hands so used her elbows, when the door was fully opened she was surprised at the sight, it was Nathan, again.
"Hey," he smiled.
"Hi," Brooke replied, embarrassed yet again in front of him.
"I brought this," Nathan said holding out a saucepan.
"What is it?" Brooke asked.
"It's a stew," he told her, "It's not much but I thought you might need something to serve."
"You new I was in distress?" she asked surprised.
"All the nannies are on their first day," he laughed.
"You're a god," Brooke laughed.
Nathan nodded, "I know, take it."
Brooke took the saucepan and smiled, "Thank-you."
"No prob, I'll see you around," he said turning around.
Brooke walked back inside and kicked the door shut.
She went back into the kitchen and threw everything she had done into the sink, she pulled out some bowls and poured the stew into three separate ones.
"Greyer," Brooke called, "Dinner's ready."
Greyer walked cautiously into the kitchen and looked into the bowls on the counter, "Is that a lé dé waBrooke?" he asked half scared.
"No," Brooke laughed, "It's 'a lé dé waNathan'," she took the bowls over to the table and Greyer sat down in front of one, Brooke smiled and walked over to the door of Sheera's study.
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Sheera finished up her stew and bread and gave Brooke a half satisfactory smile, "That was… quite enjoyable," she told the girl, "Not exactly what I was expecting," she admitted.
Brooke nodded, "Don't worry, I'll prepare something much more elegant tomorrow," Brooke assured.
Sheera smiled, "Good, Now I have some work to do, Greyer needs a bath and can you please read to him before he sleeps?"
Brooked nodded, "Of course."
"Okay, good," Sheera got up and walked away, leaving her bowl and plate.
Brooke rolled her eyes and collected the plates, loading everything into the dishwasher.
"You ready for your bath?" she asked Greyer who remained at the table.
The boy nodded.
"So how old are you?" Brooke asked curiously.
"I'll be six in a week," Greyer told her.
"Okay," Brooke nodded leading him to the bathroom.
Brooke started the bath and left the room, she shut the door behind her and sat down on the couch.
She put her hands over her face and closed her eyes, things were harder then she thought, but Greyer was a great kid, his mother however, she acted nice on the outside but Brooke could see on the inside she didn't give a damn.
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After Greyer had finished his bath he and Brooke were lying on his bed, Brooke reading to him, "…And they all lived happily ever after," she smiled and shut the book.
Greyer looked up at her, "How come my life isn't like the book ones?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Brooke asked confused.
"In the books there are always prince's and princess' and dragons and happily ever afters, they never have a boy who doesn't have a dad and a nanny," Greyer told her.
Brooke laughed, "Fairytales are make believe Greyer, they aren't true stories."
Greyer nodded.
"Have you had lots of nannies?" Brooke asked.
Greyer nodded again, "The first I remember was Kevin…"
"A guy?"
"Yeah, Kevin was first, then Molly and then Jane and the one after Jane wasn't here long, I don't remember her name, then I had Shauna and the next one I forget and then Peter, then I don't remember the others until Grace and she left last week, now I've got you," Greyer said with a smile.
"Yeah," Brooke nodded, "Now you've got me."
"How many kids have you had?" Greyer asked.
"No one better then you," she told him.
Greyer smiled, "I think you will be my favourite."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, the one before Grace was mean and Grace was nice but you seem more fun."
"Good," Brooke smiled, "Now you better go to sleep."
Brooke tucked the covers up and walked to the door.
"Hey Brooke," Greyer said making her stop.
"Yeah buddy?" Brooke turned around.
"Goodnight," Greyer said sweetly.
Brooke smile grew too large to imagine, he was such a sweet kid, "Goodnight," she replied and turned his light out.
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The next morning when Greyer walked out to the kitchen Brooke had oatmeal laid out on the table for him.
"Ewe," Greyer complained sitting in front of the bowl of mush.
"Sorry buddy, but you have to eat it," Brooke told him.
Greyer nodded and stuck his spoon in the gruel.
"Good," Sheera smiled walking into the kitchen perfectly dressed and groomed, "I have work, so I'm off, I'll see you tonight Greyer," she said lightly kissing the boys head and nodding towards Brooke, she walked out the door and was gone.
"Was does Mommy work so much?" Greyer asked.
Brooke shrugged, "I dunno buddy."
Suddenly the door swung open and Jake walked in, "Hey," he smiled at Brooke, "What's up."
"Um… nothing much," Brooke answered.
"Cool look, Sheera won't be home till what, like five thirty? Some mates wanna come over, that's okay right?"
"You can't have more then one friend at a time," Greyer told his cousin.
"Shut up," Jake said with a frown.
Greyer turned away.
"You can't keep them downstairs?" Brooke asked.
Jake shrugged, "It won't be for two long, Grey'll be at school and I assume you'll be out, it's just a couple of mates and stuff…"
"Okay, just… be careful," Brooke told him.
Jake nodded, "Okay, thanks."
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That afternoon Brooke picked Greyer up from school and drove home, when they got to the front door Brooke heard music inside, she opened the door and saw about thirty teenagers running a muck, a figure appeared behind her, she turned around and saw Sheera.
"How could you let this happen?" she asked looking at her apartment in distress, she pushed past the kids and turned the music off, she glared at Brooke, "Clean this up," she ordered, "EVERYONE OUT!" kids all ran out the room and Sheera pointed at Jake, "Not you, you help the nanny."
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"You said a couple of friends," Brooke complained as she scrubbed a stain off the couch, Jake who was cleaning the table sighed.
"I invited some mates and when they heard we' have the place to ourselves they invited a few more people," he told her.
Brooke nodded, "Do you think she'll fire me?"
Jake shook his head, "She'll give you a second chance, I'm really sorry."
Brooke nodded again when someone knocked at the door.
"Want me to get it?" Jake asked.
Brooke shook her head, "I'll do it," she pushed herself up and walked to the door
She pulled the door open and wasn't surprised who was standing there, it was Nathan.
"I heard noise," he told her and held up what he was holding, "I brought extra cleaning supplies."
"Come on in," Brooke smiled.
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A/N hope you're enjoying the story, R&R
