They probably never would have if it hadn't been for the irate phone call David got from Allen afterwards.

"David Sinclair, why on earth did you allow my son to go into the field?"

"I didn't Mr. Eppes; he just showed up...how did you know?"

"There's a camera crew out there! I saw him leading you!"

David closed his eyes praying to god Allen would calm down.

"Sir, I had no control over what he does. I tried my best I swear it but he refused to listen and then pulled rank. What should I have done?"

"When you are done bring my son home. Don't tell him why or what you're doing just get here and come inside with him."

Allen hung up leaving David alone to stare at his phone. Both agents glared at their boss to angry to speak; Don ignored them. Back at the office Don went about his usual routine after a mission. Everything seemed to be going fine until his phone rang...

"Eppes."

"Get in my office NOW!"

"Yes, sir"

Grabbing his suite jacket Don flew to Merrick's office. The minute Don entered the office, Merrick started yelling.

"What the HELL were you doing out there?"

Don stared at his boss slightly dumbfounded.

"I was doing my job sir."

"No Agent Eppes, your job this week was to stay in this building, at your desk, doing paper work. I know I said that to you; in fact I said it to you as an order. So tell me Agent Eppes, what part of my order did you not understand?"

Don remained silent knowing the question was more rhetorical then anything. Merrick put two pieces of paper on his desk and pointed to the one on the left.

"This one states you're not feeling well and are going to take a week off. This one," he continued, pointing to the paper on the right, "states that I've talked with you and you understand that you're suspended for a week for disobeying orders. I don't care which you choose but you will sign one, leave my office, and Agent Sinclair will drive you home."

Don opened his mouth ready to protest but was stopped.

"Agent Eppes, one word out of your mouth and I will take the choices away and suspend you for two weeks."

Don did as he was told; when he got to his desk David was waiting for him. The car ride was silent; it took Don a few minutes to realize that he was being taken not to his house but to his fathers.

"David, I live in the other direction."

"I know."

"I'm not going to my fathers."

"Yes, sir"

Don glared at his agent,

"Damn it, take me home!"

"I am sir."

Don kept protesting but it fell on deaf ears. It took fifteen minutes before David pulled into the drive way. Don was livid.

"Thanks for nothing."

He hopped out of the car slightly aware that David was following; he wanted to ask why but didn't get a chance. Don about ran into his father who was standing only a yard from the door.

"How was work?"

"Fine dad."

"You're home late; where's your car?"

"It wouldn't start. Are you ok?"

"Better then you at the moment."

Don wrinkled his eyebrows not understanding.

"The news was interesting today."

"Yeah? I'm glad."

Don started for the kitchen but was stopped when his father turned the TV on.

"We interrupt your currant broadcast for a live feed of a hostage situation at Holy Cross Church..."

Don didn't hear the rest of the announcement but he was able to watch himself dash across the safety of the cars to the gun fight in the church.

"Would you care to explain?"

"I was doing my job."

The excuse sounded hallow to his ears.

"Go upstairs."

Don looked from his dad to David not sure he heard right.

"Are you really sending me to my room?"

"Donald Allen Eppes, get up stairs this instant!"

With a slight gasp Don did as he was told. 'Not good' he muttered to himself. When he was younger a full name usually ended up with his father delivering several stinging swats to his backside. 'It's a good thing I'm in my thirties' he thought...if only he knew. Downstairs Allen looked at David.

"I didn't know he was coming sir. Megan said he'd shown up but was staying in the command tent so I figured Merrick had approved it. The next thing I know Megan's motioning for me to look and I did; it was Don. I knew Merrick wouldn't have approved that so I went up and told him he needed to get back to the command post but he refused to listen. When the command was given to execute Don ran out ahead. I'm so sorry sir."

"It's not your fault. Charlie, get David a drink and take him out to the garage."

"Yes, sir"

David was surprised to see Charlie sitting on the couch, a sad look on his face. The two younger boys did as they were told while Allen went upstairs to deal with eldest son.