A/N: I'm so ecstatic you loved the water fight and the Uncle Jamie/kids interaction. You all rock!

SUNDAY

"Dad? Is Jamie here?" Danny greeted his father at the door to Frank's house.

"No."

"Good. I need to talk to you, and it might be –"

"Awkward?" A scathing voice cut in from the path behind Danny. "In that case, I'll leave. God forbid that the great Detective Daniel Reagan be made to feel awkward." The sarcasm in Jamie's tone was evident as he turned to leave.

"Jamie, wait! I –"

"What, just wanted to apologise? You're the one lives by the mantra 'actions speak louder than words'," Jamie spat.

"Yes, they do," Frank broke in before WW3 could break out. "So what is your plan of action?"

"Mine?" Jamie squeaked.

"Yes, yours," Frank emphasised. "Your plan of action to forgive your brother and work with him to repair your relationship."

"Who says I want one?" Jamie queried.

"You need one." Frank motioned both his sons into the house.

As they walked, Frank addressed Jamie. "I noticed you avoided all of us up until Friday dinner, and Danny until now."

Jamie licked his lips, obviously expecting censure for his lack of action, especially in light of what he had just said. He was astonished to hear his father's next words.

"You've done well. It's been a very mature approach to the whole mess, giving yourself space and time to clear your head and figure out what you want to say before you confront him. But I am serious. I'm not saying you have to settle it today, but you need to start working out how to resolve it."

When the brothers were seated, on separate sofas, in the lounge, he passed Jamie a pen and paper. "You can begin by writing down these questions a guide. One, What is more important – my shit or my brother? Two, Who else am I punishing by my actions?" Danny swallowed agitatedly when he heard this question. His sons had been abnormally acquiescent around him for the last few days, and he knew it directly related to his behaviour since Jamie had started ignoring him. "Three, How long am I going to stay mad at him?" Frank stopped when Jamie stood up, paper in hand.

"May I go now?"

"If you promise to formulate that plan," Frank mandated.

"It's a waste of time. Like I said, his actions speak louder than his words." Jamie muttered, just loud enough for Danny to hear.

"You haven't given me a chance for either," Danny argued.

"A chance to what? Pin me to the wall and tell me to suck it up?" Jamie ground out.

"What happened to mature and adult?" Danny snarked.

"You did!" Jamie whirled to face his brother. "Every time I see you I can't help but wonder what I did to make you hate me so much that you'd want to turn me into a pariah! And you!" Jamie wheeled back to face his father. "I can't believe that you think what he did is forgivable. I can't believe you think I will ever want a relationship with him again. I can't believe you are actually sticking up for that disloyal, traitorous . . ."

"Jamison! That is enough!" Frank rarely raised his voice to his youngest. He didn't have to, Jamie was normally so compliant. When he did, his child knew to listen. "You have every reason to be angry with your brother, but in this family we do not speak to others with scorn and derision." Frank chastised his son.

"What do you want me to say? Thank you, you're the best brother in the world, I really needed a Form 140 on my record, and the world's a better place now everyone has access to all the sordid details of my crazy mind?!" Jamie yelled at his father, before storming out. Frank moved to detain him.

"Dad." Danny's tone was conciliatory as he stood and put his hand on his father's arm to stop the man from following his brother. "Leave him be. You and Mum brought us up to be honest, and at least I have no doubt exactly what he thinks of me. I deserve everything he said." Danny's voice faltered at the admission. He was finally realising the potential consequences of his wrongdoing – he might lose his brother because of his own inflated ego.

Frank was torn. On the one hand, he was still incensed over Danny's actions. On the other hand, his older son had genuinely seemed to want to resolve things.

"No, you did not," he disagreed. "In this family, nothing, absolutely nothing, warrants eternal damnation and threats of disownment. Nothing. It's called unconditional love."

"I'm not exactly a shining example of that at the moment," Danny lamented.

"Two wrongs don't make a right," Frank reminded him.

"But three lefts do," Danny pointed out.

"Then hurry up and go left," Frank urged.

A/N: Next: The Showdown!