Author's Note: The mushy gushy major fluff has kinda ended. Ignore James' new fluff. It gets a bit more serious from here on now. Btw, the next two chapters are M rated, so you can skip them. If you do, I'll recap on Chap. 6 for ya.

James was no longer sarcastic. He was no longer cruel. He was happy. It was an odd mixture, his father's serious looks with his mother's bubbly happiness. He gave the lopsided smile that Peter gave, and now he gave it a lot. And it was genuine. James felt so carefree. His family loved him. He was special. And he met a girl he liked. The only person he could bring to tell was Chris. Chris had told him about time and clapped him on the back.

One night, James went to get a glass of water when he heard sobbing. He stepped back and listened.

"Peter, we can't do this to them." Claire sobbed softly. "We could be arrested but even if we aren't, we need time away. I want you to be as carefree as James is now. But Sylar and everything. And us...Its..Its incest!"

James lost his breath. He trembled. His mom and dad were related before they had married.

"Claire, they can't arrest us now. You're over 21, you have to make your own desicions."

"I bet Dad did it. He never thought it was right but now that we've been in the news..."

"Sshhh..Claire, we'll figure this out. Together."

James could hear the sobs silence as the bed crouched. They must be kissing. As they broke apart, the sobbing started again.

"Peter, James almost died...Sylar's alive and he's looking for us now."

"James DIDN'T die. You, me, Kip, and James are invincible. Miranda can hide. And noone's going to let Tommy be left out in the open."

"I just don't know...I mean, aren't the police after us anyways?"

"No. You've made your decision. If you want to let them be corrupt, then you're whole family will have to kick the law's ass just for you."

More kissing, hushing, hugging. James retreated to his room.

They need time off.

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The next morning, a Saturday, James came down to find Kip panicing in her pajamas.

"What?" he asked simply, his flat tone due to his tiredness.

"Mom and Dad. They're gone!" Kip screamed. James blinked. He calmly strode to the kitchen.

He got out a soda and snapped it open. Kip slapped him.

"YOU IDIOT! THEY'RE MISSING AND YOU CAN ONLY THINK ABOUT DRINKING CAFFEINE!?"

"...No broken windows. No doors off the hinges. No sign of struggle, right?"

"No..None of those are visible."

"So they went on vacation."

"But they forgot us!"

"Yeah. Mom and Dad want to do it like bunnies while we scream and shout in their room. Of course."

"...You wern't supposed to be sarcastic anymore."

"Yeah, well." James said with a sigh. He drank a swig of Coca Cola.

"They went to Paris." Chris said, entering the room. "They left me a note."

James yawned, his smugness shown with ease. Kip scowled.

"So...What do we do?" She finally asked. Chris and James exchanged glances.

"We do what any normal kid would do when they're parents are away."

"What would that be?" Kip asked curiously.

Chris smirked, blue eyes gazing at his little sister. She seemed to naive.

"Party."

Author's Note: -Gasp- Yes. The party will go perfect! It'll be TOTALLY under control. Hah. Right. Btw, again, the next two chapters are M rated for implied rape and drinking alchohol. Just skip them, Chap 6 will give you a recap.