AN: So I messed up my timeline. This piece goes between chapters 11 and 12. Enjoy.

Wild Henry

"Henry! Henry! Henry!" Kennedy started to feel like a parrot. She raced across the lobby of the 1PP and watched her seven year old son jump into the elevator, and before she could reach it the doors shut. "Damnit," she muttered.

Bobby was at his desk talking to Alex when he was attacked from behind. "Daddy!" His son leaped onto the back of Bobby's chair and started climbing up it.

"Henry, what are you-" he pulled the boy onto his lap. "Where's your mother?"

"She's slow."

"And your son doesn't listen," Kennedy said, walking up to them in a pant. "Henrik, go annoy Uncle Mike." The boy jutted his chin out. He hated being called by his real name. He stood with his arms crossed, stubbornly. Kennedy griped onto the desk and gave him a glare. "Henrik Zachary Goren if you don't listen to me, right now, I will have Eames throw you into the lock-up. Now go."

"That's against the law," he challenged.

"Henry," his father said evenly.

Henry pouted more. "Yes Momma," he said, and walked off. Kennedy looked at Bobby.

"He's been this bowl of sunshine all day," she announced. "He needs a talking to. I had to chase him all down the sidewalk a minute ago. He knows perfectly well that's not safe. And he was throwing toys all around the doctors office, I can't take him anywhere anymore!"

"I'll talk to him. Go on to work, he'll be fine til the babysitter gets here," Bobby said.

"Okay, I'll see you tonight." She bent and kissed him. "Doing okay today, Alex?" She asked his partner.

Alex nodded. "Doing fine. That kid is growing fast."

"Yea, he is."

Before Kennedy could leave, Bobby sat up and looked at her. "Honey. Why were you at the doctor's?"

She smiled and hiked her purse back up on her shoulder. "Check up, love. I'll see you tonight."

"Hey!" Henry kicked Mike's desk.

Mike turned and stared him down. "Watch it, elf."

"Momma said to annoy you."

He grabbed Henry and plopped him down on the desk. "Did I hear you giving your mom lip?"

"No."

Mike leaned over and stared Henry in the eye strictly. "You lying to me, kid?"

"Maybe."

Mike grabbed his wallet and pulled a five dollar bill out. He held it between his pointer and ring fingers in the air. "You and I are buddies, right? Buddies help each other out. Now I'm gonna help you out and give you this cash, but you gotta do something for me. You respect your mother. She's a good mom and I don't want to hear you giving her lip again. I hear that and we might not be buddies anymore. Got it?"

Henry nodded. "Got it."

Mike handed over the five. "Though feel free to give your Daddy hell."

Henry shoved the money in his pocket. "Ooohhh, I'm gonna tell my Daddy that you said he-" he clamped his hand over his mouth when he saw his dad heading over.

"Henry," Bobby said. "Come on, son, we've got a few minutes until Ms. Nancy gets here." He held out a hand and Henry jumped off Mike's desk and put his hand in his fathers.

Bobby took him over to the snack machine and got them crackers and juice and took him to a quiet area. "Sit." Henry did as he was told and sat. Once the snacks were opened, Bobby sat down. "You know how this goes, Henry. First tell me what you did that was wrong, tell me why it was wrong, then tell me what you should have done. After that we will discuss the consequences, and how we should handle your punishment. And then we'll talk about apologizing to Mom."

"Can I go watch my program?" Henry begged, dropped his fork on his empty dinner plate.

"Come here," his mom told him. He jumped out of his chair and went to Kennedy's side. She rubbed her napkin across his mouth and hands.

"Mooo-ommmm!"

"Go watch TV," she said with an eye roll.

"K, Momma." He turned to flee the room, but Bobby stopped him.

"Hey, you're forgetting something."

Henry slumped back over to Kennedy and climbed into her lap. He wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her cheek. "Sorry I misbehaved, Momma. I love you."

"Love you, too," she smiled.

"And?" Bobby asked.

"And thank you for dinner." He looked back at his father. "That good Daddy?"

Bobby chuckled, "Yea, go on."

"Wooo!" Henry ran from the room.

"Thanks," Kennedy said.

"He is sorry, we talked about it."

"I know," she nodded.

"I told him he can't go to the park with Ed, Liv, and Misha on Saturday as his punishment. He wasn't happy about that."

"He loves his MiMi."

"He does," Bobby agreed.

"Which makes me wonder.."

"Yes?" Bobby sipped his beer and looked at his wife.

"What if he had a younger sibling?"

"Well...yes, that is something we've discussed."

"Yea." She waited a moment. "And you'd like that, too, wouldn't you?"

"I would love that," he nodded.

"Okay. Because it's happening."

Bobby choked on his beer mid sip and set his glass down. "What?"

"I'm pregnant again. That's why I was at the doctor today."

"You're serious?"

"Completely."

"Oh...okay." He thought it over for awhile, before grinning and moving across the room to pull her into his arms.