Now the Ark had a nursery for the main team, life was easier. Sometimes.

"GET OUT THE WAY!"

"MOVE, MOVE!"

Four boys charged through the corridor laughing and shouting, and banging on the walls as they ran. They were chased by Danny, Becker and one of his soldiers, who surprisingly were finding catching their lads hard. It was made even harder when the boys split into three groups. With Dominic heading down the left corridor, Finn and Tyson down the right and Becker's 6 year old son, Hayden going straight towards the main frame.

The men split up, Danny twisted and dodged past workers not even getting a second glance, most of them were used to it, as he pursued his son. He gained ground on the 5 year old and was soon within touching distance.

Dom looked over his shoulder and shrieked at the proximity. As he started into a sprint, just as he felt his feet leave the ground as Danny swung him up into his arms.

"Gotcha!"

"NO," Dom cried, trying to wriggle out of his Dad's grip.

Hayden sprinted into the main frame before turning and running up the ramp, Becker a few paces behind. "Can't catch me Dad!" He shouted looking over his shoulder at the Captain.

"But I can," a voice from up ahead spoke.

He whipped his head around just in time to see his mother step out of Lester's office to his left. Jumping to his right he tried to evade her, but only succeeded in slipping through a wet spot before clattering into the sign that said, 'Caution, wet floor'.

Before he hit the floor he felt a hand grab his forearm as his mother pulled him in tight, "You need to watch where you're going in the future." She leant down and planted a kiss on his cheek, while Becker jogged up the rest of the ramp.

"Mum!" he moaned

Tyson looked over to Finn and smirked; guessing from the noise they were the only ones left in the game. Risking a glimpse over his shoulder, he saw that the soldier was getting further away. Obviously this man wasn't built for dodging through gaps and between people like the 6 year olds could.

"Come on dude, we've nearly lost him," Finn grinned.

The soldier was nearly out of sight by now as they rounded the corner. A door swung open to their right, up ahead, but they didn't think anything of it and shouted out.

"Coming through!"

As they grew closer a figure stepped out into the hallway, he wore an amused expression. The boys stopped in their tracks skidding along the floor in an attempt to backpedal. As they span around the soldier came around the corner, and Tyson felt a hand grab the scruff of his shirt.

Tyson yelped as he was pulled backwards. Finn swivelled his head as an arm looped around his waist scooping him off the floor.

"You boys apologise to this soldier for giving him such a hard time. He's new to this game, right?" Connor smiled down at his boys. "I've got it covered mate."

The soldier put his hands on his knees and caught his breath, "Okay, that's fine."

"You alright there?"

"Yep, I'm going to head back to the armoury." The soldier turned and proceeded down the hall.

"I doubt he wants to be on babysitting duty again." Connor whispered.

Both boys snickered before letting their father lead them down the corridor.


Connor/Abby- Nick,10 - Tyson and Finn,6 - Izzy,3

Becker/Sarah- Tia,10 - Hayden,6 - Alexis,4

Danny/Jenny- Patrick and Anna,11 - Chloe,8 - Dominic,5