A/N: 16 reviews for the last chapter?! Are you guys insane? Thank you! I am glad you all enjoy this little piece so much! It is fun to write as well.

And yes, most of you got it right. Hunter and Steph moved in next door. :)

Chapter 10

Emily saw the boys shaking hands. What the hell was going on? This could be good or bad. She hoped it was good because she missed Dean but her loyalty to her brother would always be stronger than her feelings for her neighbor.

"What was that about?" Emily asked Seth as he came inside.

"What? I don't know what you mean. Oh and I will be out tonight."

With that Seth vanished.

Hours later he came back down and Emily had to take a double take.

Seth wore jeans (fine they were perfectly ironed and had cost 400 $) and a tshirt. And his hair was...lose.

He carried a file under his arm and his eyes sparkled.

"I'll be out. Be good."

He left the house and Emily saw him walking over to...Dean?

Dean opened the door for Seth and had about the same reaction as Emily had had. "Wow...you look..."

"Less prissy?" Seth offered and Dean shrugged. "If the shoe fits. Listen I invited a friend over who might be able to contribute in this." Dean led Seth into his living room where Roman Reigns sat on the couch nursing a beer.

"Seth. Hi." Roman got up and offered his hand. Seth took it. "So we got off on the wrong foot but I am sure we can work it out, right? No hard feelings?"

"All forgiven and forgotten if I can have a beer." Seth answered Roman and sat down in the recliner.

"And I even brought that fancy wine.." Roman chuckled and left for the kitchen.

"Very funny." Seth called after him but he smiled.

"So, what is in the file?" Dean asked nodding at the folder Seth had put on the table.

"Oh yes. I had some ideas and drew them up and wrote them down."

Seth pulled out neatly sketched pictures and printed pages.

Dean and Roman shared a look and grinned.

"What? This is how I work. You make a detailed plan, draw everything up, and outweigh pros and cons..."

"Here drink your beer buddy. We will look at your plans later Mr Architect. For now we will do research."

Roman pressed the beer into Seth hand and walked over to the dvd player and inserted a disk.

"My little girl left this when she visited last time."

Seth eyes widened. "You have a little girl?"

"Jap, JayJay. She is 6. Her mother and I didn't work out but I see her most weekends."

Maybe Seth assumptions about some people were wrong.

"Do you have something like that up your sleeve as well?" he asked Ambrose who sat relaxed beside Roman on the sofa.

"Kids? Not that I know of. Maybe..." Romans elbow landed in his ribs.

"Okay, okay. Big guy doesn't like talking during movies."

The movie started and Seth grinned. "Dennis the Menace? Awesome."

Soon all three grown men were so absorbed in the movie that they didn't notice Emily in the doorway.

Only after her mobile phone flashed, yes she had taken a picture of the three, they looked over.

"You three are up to no good." she said as she walked in and plopped down beside Dean.

He was hesitant to pull her close but Seth only looked over. "You break her heart we have a problem. And no more than cuddling or I have to throw up."

"Deal." Dean said and Emily rested her head on his shoulder and every now and then glanced at Seth who took notes.

It was really hard for him to change his ways but maybe Dean and his carefreeness was a good influence for him.

"So we have a list. And we will start working on it tomorrow. Dean you will take care of the front yard and I will go get the supplies for the other part." Seth nodded looking at his list.

He got up and Dean helped Emily up and walked them to the door.

"You are a weird cookie Seth. But maybe I like you. I am glad we talked."

He reached out his hand and Seth shook it. "Me, too."

A/N: Gosh, for a really short while those boys almost fell for each other. But since I don't write slash, I leave that to more talented writers, I had to drag them apart. It worked. Hehe.

And yes, I know Roman's little girl has a different name but I feel super uncomfortable using her real name in a piece of fiction when she never had a choice about being dragged into the spotlight.