It was official. Danny was going to forever live here and never leave or let them leave. While most of it was because he had missed them so much, another good part of it was that there was nothing more comfortable than curling up with them on the couch and delighting in the contact between them. It was Sunday, the day of rest, so really, it made sense for them to relax. "What made you pick here to live?"

"Oh, well, would you believe fate?" Randy asked, Andrew snorting beside him from where he had Danny in his lap.

"Randy likes to just drive until we run out of gas after three or four times and then just pick a place nearby to live in."

That had Danny laughing, wrapping his arms tightly around Andrew's neck from where he was sitting with him. He liked Andrew laughing. He should laugh more. "I don't know, Randy did mention how you aren't great with directions."

"He's lying to get you to take his side, obviously," Andrew huffed, kissing at Danny's cheek as his tail flicked out to wrap tightly around Danny's wrist. "I don't get lost, I just take the scenic routes to places." The last few words were almost drowned out by Randy's laughter. Danny beamed and held his wrist close to him, rubbing his cheek against Andrew's tail gently.

"It sounds great." He felt a little shiver from Andrew, the man's arms tightening around him as Randy gave a quiet laugh across from them.

"I would tell you to be careful, my sweet, but I have a feeling you know exactly what you're doing."

"What? What am I doing?" Well… What was he doing exactly? He didn't know all the specifics. Randy seemed amused, at least, watching Danny for a moment before giving a sharp grin.

"I did mention our tails were sensitive, didn't I?" Randy's own tail snapped through the air, full of energy like he was, before he was curling it around Andrew's own tail.

So then… if tails were like an extension of a demon's energy and their being, and if Randy and Andrew did that with their tails a lot, he wondered how much of their own energy was actually each other's energy. "...Huh?"

"You're thinking science thoughts again, aren't you," Randy accused, tail tightening around Andrew's and twining them together, looking pleased. Behind him, Andrew was shuddering again before… purring? Danny grinned and reached forward without much thinking, just gently taking Andrew's tail in his fingers, his nails brushing against Randy's as he did so.

This time both of them shuddered, Randy's eyes taking on that slit pupil while Andrew gave a quiet little whine and hid face against Danny's neck. Hm… Danny decided he rather liked that from them. "Are you okay?"

"Better than Andy, at least," Randy finally managed, tail flicking, but not moving too far away. "Our tails are about as sensitive as your wings."

"Oh. Okay." As if he hadn't suspected that. The confirmation was nice, though. Randy gave him a look that let him know that Randy knew exactly what he was doing. He then grinned.

"You know, he really likes it when you rub the part just below that spade tip, there."

Danny hummed, looking at Andrew's tail. "You mean here?"

"Yup. It makes him… cuddly."

"Randy. I will kill you."

Looking to Andrew carefully, Danny did as Randy suggested. "You mean like this?" He'd love an Andrew focused on nothing but him. It only took a few moments for him to get just that, Andrew curling against him and whining quietly, hiding his face against Danny's shoulder as he tightened his hold. Danny grinned and kept up the small motion, still holding onto Andrew just as fiercely. "You like that?"

There was a soft, smothered little noise from Andrew that was almost drowned out by Randy's startled laugh before he was speaking, "Yeah, jesus, no, you're definitely not a kid anymore." Danny turned with his best angelic smile, with his eyes wide.

"Is that a bad thing?" His response came in the form of Randy giving him a sharp smile while Andrew nudged and turned him around until he could be brought into a deep kiss.

"I think that might be a rather good thing, mon douce." Yeah, that was what Danny was starting to think, too-

Ugh. His phone, again? Danny parted from Andrew to look at it, and he instantly felt dread. "Its Vladimir."

"Do you want to talk to him?" Randy asked quietly, glaring at the phone as his tail cracked through the air.

"I have to," he said just as softly, picking it up.

"Daniel. I assume there's a reason as to why you're not at your apartment and you never showed up for your shift at the food bank?"

Danny took a breath. "Vladimir. After I left the detention center, I met some… new friends. I've been spending time with them."

"Enough to neglect your duties, I see." Apparently demons had hearing just as good as angels, because Danny felt Andrew curl around him the same time Randy glared. "Never mind that, then. When will you be coming back?"

"I will be at my regular teachings at the detention center tomorrow morning."

"And you'll be returning to the apartment straight after?" Danny thought about it. He supposed he did need to pick up a couple things, drop of his supplies…

"Yes. In fact, I'll be at the apartment before the teachings to properly equip myself."

"Good. I'll see you Monday afternoon, then."

"Tomorrow afternoon." The call ended just like that, Randy gently taking Danny's phone and turning it off before tossing it onto one of the armchairs.

"Do you want either of us with you?"

"I'll be okay. I'll go to the detention center, teach, go back to the apartment and speak with Vladimir shortly and once he leaves I'll come right back."

"Would you at least tell us where you live so we can come get you if something goes wrong?" Andrew asked quietly, guiding Danny into a soft, chaste kiss. "I'd feel better knowing where to find you."

Danny gave him a nod. "Yes, of course. I'll write it down for you, if you'd like you can wait outside."

"That sounds like it'd be perfect," Randy agreed, scooting over to the two to be right beside them before snatching Danny and dragging him into his own lap. "Also, stop taking up all of his attention, Andy."

"I'm not taking it all up, Danny is plenty wonderful at sharing."

"Mm, is that true, Danny?"

"Well, sure," he told them with a small smile.

Randy cupped his cheek with a sharp grin, bringing him in to where they were only a breath apart, "Would you be willing to prove it?"

Feeling as though his heart was thumping, Danny stared at them. "How should I prove it?"

"I can think of a few ways," Randy grinned, pulling Danny closer and guiding him into a kiss that quickly went from something chaste to something much deeper. And this. Danny especially liked this. He pressed closer to Randy, smiling into the kiss and wrapping his arms around his neck.

"I feel like we're corrupting him," Andrew sighed quietly, Danny shivering as he felt the lightest hint of nails running down his spine.

Danny tried to respond only for Randy to hum and rub at his shoulder blades. "Can it even be called that, though?"

"True. It's more like we're encouraging what's already there. Danny, mon cher, can you take out your wings for us?" That was something he could do easily enough, especially if it meant they were going to give him those sweet, affectionate touches to his wings.

There was a few moments of silence after his wings slipped out, but before Danny could ask what was wrong he was being distracted with kisses from Randy and a pair of hands combing through his feathers. Danny shuddered as he hummed and let his wings relax, pressing back into Randy again.

"You always have had such beautiful wings," Andrew said quietly, his hands soothing the feathers down and preening them like he had always done for Danny.

"Mhm…" Oh he did like that, and he'd like it more if they never stopped. There was a laugh from Randy pressed against his skin, the older pressing kisses wherever he could against him.

"I could be wrong, Andy, but I think he likes that."

"I believe you're right, Randy."

"And it'd just be a shame to stop, now," Randy said softly, Danny hearing a purr in his voice as he nuzzled at Danny's neck. He hadn't realized it, but he needed this. He needed everything they were going to give him.

Andrew carefully pulled out the last sheet, setting his last batch of cookies out to cool on the kitchen counter before he was grinning, "Danny, could you come to the kitchen? I have something I think you'll like."

"Coming!" With luck, hopefully soon. Ah, not yet, not yet. Randy wanted them to go slow. Well, Andrew could be patient. There was always fun in waiting, after all.

As soon as Danny was in the kitchen, Andrew was grabbing him by his shirt and tugging him forward before popping a cookie into his mouth. Danny seemed to think it over a moment before beaming. "It's amazing."

"Cookies are just the latest incarnation," Andrew grinned, breaking off a piece of cookie for himself and feeding the other half to Danny. "It's also the best, so far."

"I think I'd have to agree. There's more, right?" At the excited tone, Andrew gave a quiet laugh and nodded to where he had at least two batches of cookies cooling.

"Just don't eat too many at once and save some for the kids when they visit. Josh seems to love them as much as you do." Danny gave a nod and immediately jumped the poor, unsuspecting cookie sheet, robbing them blind. He'd certainly have to make more, then.

"Are you letting him fill up on sugar before dinner?" Randy called, heading towards the kitchen and raising an eyebrow as he looked between them. "You're spoiling him."

"Only a little. You can have a couple," Andrew offered slyly. It was fun, though, to get Randy going. Randy didn't falter for a moment, instead grinning as he stalked over to Andrew, winding his arms around Andrew's neck and leaning in close to give him a sweet nuzzle that changed to a sharp bite to the edge of his ear.

"Oh?" The man's voice was whisper soft and utterly wicked. "And what if I wanted something else, Andy?"

Andrew shuddered under his touch. "You'd have to work for it." There was a soft laugh, Randy sweetly nuzzling at his neck as Andrew felt the hint of nails at the back of his neck.

"You sound like you think I'm not willing to work for it." God, he felt that smile pressed against his neck.

"Hard work never suited you."

"So. Twenty-four seven?"

"We did tell you we were lust demons," Randy muttered at Danny's comment, relaxing his grip on Andrew's shoulders and leaning back enough that Andrew could see a dull, embarrassed flush on his face.

"I can tell." But, well… He didn't look too embarrassed. Nor was he utterly tormenting them about it.

Andrew smirked and easily slipped from Randy's grip to instead sashay towards Danny. "Are you wanting to be included, petit ange?"

Danny's smile fell for surprise. "W- What?"

"Andrew," Randy said, a warning in his tone that Andrew completely ignored as he tilted Danny's chin up and leaned in for a kiss.

"Well, I wouldn't want him to feel jealous," Andrew said once they parted, delighting in the dazed look in Danny's eyes.

"I- N- No, wouldn't want that." Oh, he was utterly darling, though. Andrew chuckled and kissed Danny's cheek softly, tail slipping out as he let it curl around Danny's wrist. He had half a mind to try and wrap his tail around some of Danny's feathers, but, well. That might have been a bit too much, for now. Just his tail seemed to be enough, the youngest giving little shivers as he tilted more towards Andrew. Poor thing had practically been deprived, the last few centuries. Really, it was up to them to rectify the situation.

"You're a terrible influence," Randy complained, not making an effort to stop Andrew from what he was doing, instead snatching one of the cookies for himself. "Maybe you should bake for him, more."

"Mm, I should. You like that, Danny? You like when I do things for you?" There was a quiet little noise, Danny looking at Andrew with wide eyes - wide, but not wanting him to stop, it seemed.

"You should be nicer to him," Randy complained, coming over to cup Danny's cheek and turn his head towards him, smirking at Andrew as he brushed a kiss against Danny's temple. "He's always been so good for us, after all."

"So… Huh?" Poor little angel. He was so confused and yet Andrew could tell - could feel so easily how he did like this. Though not as much as he could. There had to be something…

"Nothing you need to worry about," Randy finally said, giving Danny a kiss to the cheek this time along with a smile.

Andrew huffed. "You never let me have any fun."

"Because your idea of fun is often not someone else's idea of fun," Randy snorted, distracting Andrew with a kiss. "Don't you have more cookies to make?"

"I suppose I'll have to, now won't I?" Andrew returned the kiss with one of his own, pulling Randy closer.

"Mhm. Otherwise you'll have three disappointed kids and a disappointed angel on your hands," Randy mumbled, giving Andrew another kiss.

"And don't forget Danny."

"I- Wait." Randy frowned, nose scrunching up cutely. "Then who's the angel?"

Andrew laughed, leaning forward to kiss him again. "You're an angel."

"You're awful," Randy muttered, blushing as he finally managed to disentangle himself from Andrew and wrap himself back around Danny, nuzzling against him. "I'm going to cuddle our Danny to make me feel better about how awful you are."

"Are you sure it's to make you feel better," Danny said. Oh, they were so dramatic! They needed to have a little fun!

"I forgot how sassy you were," Randy grumbled, Andrew unable to help his laughter for a moment. "You know he and Josh are just going to encourage each other, now."

"You say that like it's a bad thing. Josh could do with a little encouragement."

"He's going to end up taking over the world with any more encouragement," Randy complained, very obviously hiding a grin as he spoke to Danny. "Josh has been through a lot with that monster of a birth father of his, but he's a great kid when he doesn't hold himself back."

Danny hummed as he nodded. "I could tell." He could be good for the kids. He obviously already was good for them, if the way he and Josh hit it off was anything to go by.

"Just be careful if there's any shattering glass around, but other than that I'm sure he'll love talking science with you." Randy snorted as he finally let Danny go, brushing his bangs back. "The kid would never stop if he didn't need to breathe every now and then."

Andrew felt his heart soar as Danny beamed at them. "He sounds wonderful."

"I'm glad you think so." Because with as much as he and Randy both adored the kids, it would have been difficult if Danny and the three didn't get along. As it was, it seemed he adored Annie, he seemed to get along well enough with Stacy, and absolutely delighted in Josh. Overall, Andrew had a good feeling about Danny interacting with the kids.

"Oh, right, before I forget." Randy tugged at a lock of Danny's hair, getting his attention. "Do you want to stay the night and then we'll drive you to your apartment in the morning?"

"Was that not already the plan?"

"It was, and I was willing to kidnap you, but I wanted to make sure," Randy hummed, kissing Danny's cheek. "Now come on. Let's leave Andy to his baking spree in here."

Andrew watched Danny turn to look at him properly. "Well, but- I thought maybe I could help."

"I would love your help," Andrew said at once, smirking at Randy's exaggerated pout. "You can help me make the next batch."

"Can't Randy help, too?"

"I suppose," Andrew sighed dramatically. "It is rather fun ordering him around, after all…"

He watched as Danny raised an eyebrow while Randy's eyelids lowered. "Can you make it worth it to follow your orders?"

"I can think of something," Andrew said quietly, startling when Danny poked him in the side. "What? We're just… talking."

Danny snickered softly with a shake of his head. "I wasn't doubting that."

"Oh, hush, you," Andrew huffed, kissing Danny's cheek before pushing him along. "Come on, then. I'll walk you through the recipe." Danny beamed at him.

"Great."

"I don't like the idea of Danny meeting with Vladimir," Randy said quietly, he and Andrew lingering outside of Danny's apartment to give him a ride back.

"Would you prefer the idea of us defending ourselves from him?" That was true… Holy energy with the intent to harm burned viciously.

"I'd be willing to risk it if it looks like Vladimir is going to take Danny away from us," Randy finally said, knowing that for as much as holy energy burned, he would face whatever he needed to bring Danny back to them. Feeling Andrew's hand on his, he looked over, ready to defend himself.

But he didn't need to. All he saw was Andrew giving him a weary smile, the younger nodding. "I know."

"I never liked Vladimir," Randy sighed, squeezing Andrew's hand lightly. "He always felt so… wrong. Like something was off."

"Even when we were angels?"

"That's when I noticed it." Randy groaned, rubbing at his eyes. "I don't… I could never See him, Andy."

"Never? Not once?"

"Not even a glimpse," Randy muttered, rolling Andrew's window down. "Think we can hear what they're saying from here?"

"Vladimir."

"I think that's a yes."

"Daniel. It's not like you to spend the whole weekend away. I take it this new friend of yours needed help?"

"Yes, greatly. There seems to be a custody battle between him and the mother of his children." There was a strangled sound from Andrew, Randy covering his mouth to hold back a laugh.

"He's- He's not lying," Randy finally managed, shoulders shaking.

Andrew swatted Randy's shoulder harshly. "Shut up!"

"It does sound like he needs help," Vladimir said, tone flat. "But I would think an angel would know better than to neglect their other duties."

"I was-" There was a brief pause. "How did you learn that I had not gone to the food bank?"

"I had an urgent matter to discuss with you and came to visit and found you were gone. When I went to find you at the food bank, they said you had never shown up."

"I, myself, had an urgent matter that required my full attention. What did you want to discuss?"

"It's time for you to move again." What.

Danny was silent or a moment. "My apologies, Vladimir I must have misheard. It sounded as though you said I ought to move again when I've only been in this town-"

"For long enough. I have other places that need your attention," Vladimir dismissed, Randy silently unbuckling his seatbelt. Andrew's hand on his moved to his wrist, holding him in a vice grip.

"Other places such as where? I've still yet to complete my teachings at the detention center and leaving so suddenly-"

"They'll find a new teacher, Daniel." Vladimir barely gave him the chance to speak, voice cold and sharp. "This is not up for negotiation."

"Why not?"

"Because as the one tasked to watch over you I've deemed this area unfit for you to live in. We'll be leaving today, if possible, tomorrow at the latest."

"Today?! Why! What makes this area so unfit?"

"Why are you arguing this much? You've never found a problem with our movings before now."

"Because if we were to leave so suddenly, without explanation, it would undo the good work we've put into this area. The detention center! The children need emotional support as much as they need teaching, and for that to be ripped from them so viciously and without warning would do more harm than anything else!"

There was a long silence, Randy feeling as if he could barely breathe as he felt the swirl of emotions pouring off of Danny. When he reached for Vladimir's, they felt… satisfied? "This new friend of yours… What's his name, Daniel?"

"Joshua." Randy covered his mouth again while Andrew twitched beside him, and, well, he supposed he had made friends with Josh.

"And this Joshua is in a legal dispute over his children?"

"His father is, and he's been helping his father come up with a reasonable case." That was pushing it, but… Vladimir had always had the talent of sniffing out lies, that much even Randy remembered.

"And his father's name?"

"I don't recall. I only remember the last name is Waters."

"You finally found them, didn't you?" Oh, dear…

"Found who? I wasn't aware we were looking for anyone."

"Don't play innocent with me, Daniel." Vladimir's tone was cold as ice, but his feelings were smug. "I can already see the Grace leaving you by the second."

"My Grace has hardly held on the past five hundred years, if you think that is by anyone's hand other than my own, you are the naive one, Vladimir."

"Oh, Daniel…" The tone was soft and fatherly and Randy hated it. "You really think things will return to how they once were? They've changed. They're not the ones you once cared for. They're demons." This time, Danny was silent, no words left for him to say. "If you leave through that door, Daniel, you will Fall. You will never be able to return home and, in the end, you will be left alone just as they left you before."

"Have you now gained the Sight?" There was another stretch of silence, Randy wanting nothing more than to leave the car and do something to help because Vladimir's feelings were so smug and powerful and it felt like he was winning.

"You know my words are true, Daniel. Don't find out the hard way. They're different than how you once knew them, surely even you've been able to notice that much."

"How do you know that to be true, Vladimir? Have you yourself come into contact with them? Spoken with them? That would be the only way for you to know for certain whether or not your own words ring with truth."

"I don't need to have seen or spoken with them to know they are demons. Their emotions have turned to nothing except greed and wrath and they will drag you down just to satisfy themselves."

Now Danny was laughing. "Greed and wrath? I was right, you truly are naive."

"You're fine with losing your Grace, then? Your wings? Your home?"

"What home?"

"Heaven, Daniel."

"And again I ask you, what home? The place that I have not been permitted to return since my placement on Earth, due to your complaints that I was needed more here?"

"And I was never wrong in that, but obviously you need to spend more time back in Heaven if you can't even tell when sin is tempting you!"

"What sin, then, Vladimir? Angels only fall for one of the seven. What sin do you propose I would fall for?"

"Judging by your obsession with these two, I don't feel as if I have to even answer that, Daniel."

"Is that so? And would your answer change if I were to tell you that I offered myself and they said no?"

"You what?" Oh? That was some actual surprise from Vladimir, Randy noted. Beside him, Andrew gave a little huff.

"We didn't say no." Mm, not explicitly, but close enough.

"I should rephrase, not so explicitly, I had simply asked what sort of energy they gained from angelic beings."

"You went and offered yourselves to lust demons?" Wait a moment… How did Vladimir know they were lust demons?

"How do you know what type of demons they are?"

"Please, Daniel, we all know why they fell. It's not a surprise."

Danny's emotions were beginning to boil, this could quickly turn south. "And why did they fall?"

"They put their own lustful feelings above their duty to Him. I was surprised to hear they even survived the Falling - those who fall for those types of feelings rarely do."

"Such as?"

"Daniel, if you're deluded to think that those feelings were anything beyond lust, then you've spent too long on Earth."

"If it were lust, and nothing but, then it stands to reason that the moment they had me alone they would have pushed me down and taken me. Why is this so crucial to you? Was it not important for you to save them when they were in danger of falling? Every angel in Heaven claimed they recognized the signs for ages."

"And they ignored us and continued on! They would have dragged you down with them if they hadn't used the last of their common sense to leave, no doubt, and now you're offering yourself up to them! I'll say it again, Daniel. If you leave, then you will Fall."

"They ignored you? When did you lift a finger to help them! None of you had, not a single one of you! Only after they fell was I treated as something fragile and delicate to protect!"

"That's because you are! You were born unto a time of peace where angels and demons weren't at war! You have no idea the devastation they can bring!"

"In the seven hundred years I've been alive, they have not shown us any threats. Why do we fear them so?"

"Because they once killed angels for sport, Daniel. Demons are jealous that we resisted the sins in the world and they want nothing more than to tear the rest of us down!" The tone was filled with anger and justified rage, but Vladimir's emotions weren't. Randy didn't like this.

"Randy," Andrew whispered. "I see that look on your face. What is it?"

"If that were true, why haven't they?"

"Most likely? They're no doubt using you - perhaps they've even trying to get more information out of you about current angels."

"His emotions are wrong," Randy muttered quietly, glaring at the apartment. "He sounds angry, but he keeps feeling smug."

"Why would he feel smug over all of this?"

"What angels? I haven't spoken to Jasmine since the last town."

"He did always show dislike for those who were born after the war," Andrew reasoned.

"I am not arguing about this with you any further, Daniel. We are leaving this town - it's obviously not good for your health."

"It's different than that," Randy said softly, still unsettled. "It's like he's trying to push Danny towards us."

Andrew shook his head, his grip on Randy loosening. "But why would he do that?"

"That's the part that worries me," Randy tugged his hand free, gripping the wheel tightly. "If he's not out here in five minutes, I think I'm going to end up doing something very stupid, Andy."

"We are not going anywhere. And why won't you discuss further?"

"I would if it were a discussion, but all I see in front of me is a child who doesn't understand the danger he's put himself in."

"Then you yourself are blind, to believe that I am still a child."

"Daniel, you know you're already falling as you are right now."

"Am I? I was taught that to fall from Heaven was an at completely irreversible, and painful beyond measure. I am in no such pain."

He wasn't? "He should be feeling pain by now, shouldn't he?" Randy frowned, looking to Andrew. "When I realized I was falling it felt like I was constantly in pain."

Andrew nodded. "I felt as though I were dying. I was honestly surprised I'd survived."

"Look at your wings, Daniel. They're already dim!"

"But… It doesn't hurt. Why doesn't it hurt? What's going on?"

"It's possible this means you have a chance to leave this all behind, Daniel. You can still turn your back on those two and be safe."

"But beginning to fall is irreversible. Something from which you cannot repent, as you've allowed temptation into your heart, if ever so little."

"What are they teaching him," Randy muttered, trying to not make a face at the words. It was like listening to a child recite what they had learned in bible study.

"The same thing we learned before we fell," Andrew reminded him.

"Daniel, there might still be hope for you…" Vladimir's voice trailed off, Randy having a bad feeling about that. "They're waiting for you now, aren't they?"

"And if they are?"

"You still have time to change your mind, Daniel."

"Why has my well-being always been so important to you?"

"Because you're the youngest of us all, Daniel, and you weren't born into this knowing about the dangers that come with our lives."

Randy felt Danny's emotions starting to simmer again as his curious nature began to pull through. "You specifically. Madeline and Jackson, even Jasmine don't take inventory of me nearly so frequently."

"I can't take an interest in making sure you're doing well? I know how hard you took it when they left you behind."

"What makes you so different from the others?"

"Last I was aware, Daniel, we were talking about you. This is a serious matter that can't be overlooked or ignored. Let me take you back to Heaven."

"...I will consider it."

"You don't have much time to consider it, Daniel. I'll give you until the end of this week."

"Very well."

There was a bout of silence and Randy tried to look like he wasn't staring at the apartment as a man walked out of the building, Randy knowing it was Vladimir at once. He couldn't see the man's wings, but it was common to not be able to see other supernaturals and their features unless they were close. What truly worried Randy was that… Danny wasn't coming back out. He hadn't come back out yet, even after Vladimir left.

"Should we… go in and get him?" Randy asked quietly, chewing on the inside of his cheek for a moment. "Or should we ask if he wants to just… stay here."

"We should ask. At least give him the option. Vladimir may have swayed him."

"That's what scares me," Randy sighed softly, opening the car door and quietly getting out, waiting for Andrew before they walked towards the door that was Danny's.

The door to his apartment was still open and he was standing in the middle of the room, staring down at the ground. Randy shared a small frown with Andrew, knocking on the door lightly.

"Danny?" Randy bit his lip, trying for a smile after a moment. "Everything alright?"

"I'm… Yes, I'm thinking."

"Do you want us to give you some time to yourself?"

"Yeah… Yeah, I think I'm going to go flying."

There was a moment where none of them seemed to know what to say before Andrew was carefully walking over to Danny, not touching him as he gave him a soft smile, "We'll be at our home if you want to find us, again, okay? We're not leaving there."

Danny nodded, pulling him into a hug. "I'll come back." Andrew latched onto Danny as tight as possible, not looking like he'd be willing to let go at all before his arms lowered.

"I'll have a fresh batch of cookies waiting for you." Danny smiled and nodded again before this time hugging Randy.

"I'm not gonna leave." Randy hardly waited a moment before he was hugging the youngest back as tightly as Andrew had, sighing softly.

"Neither are we. No matter what happens, we aren't going to leave you."

"I need to go think for a little bit."

"We'll be waiting." Danny gave the two a nod and nothing more as he took off through the window.

"C'mon," Randy finally sighed, tugging at Andrew's hand. "Let's head home."