Zane sipped on his beer as a girl basically threw herself at him. He wasn't too interested. He couldn't stop thinking who Jenny was with.

The girl ran her hand down his chest. "You're really fit. Zane right?"

"Yeah." He answered with a nod. "Helen?"

"Holly actually." She answered with a smirk. "But you can call me whatever you want."

"Right." He nodded and looked around. James was talking to some girl. "Excuse me for a second Holly."

"No problem." Holly smiled as he walked away.

James spotted Zane coming over to him. "Excuse me." He smiled at the girl and met his half brother. "What are you doing? I set you up with the sluttiest girl at this party and you're still dressed. What the fuck is your problem?" He whispered.

Zane shrugged. "I don't know. Who is Jenny's boyfriend? Do you know him?"

James put his arm around Zane's shoulders. "If you say her name one more time tonight, I will tell everyone that you're gay and you blew guys in prison for cigarettes. You understand me Dex?"

Zane rolled his eyes. "Yeah."

"Good. Now you go fool around with Holly like a real Anderson and you enjoy it." James told him and patted him on the back. "Wait" He pulled him back. "Need condoms?"

"No."

"Viagra? I know it's been a while since you were with a woman, I know a guy who keeps the blue pills in his wallet." James whispered. Zane looked over at him. "Ok no blue pill. Like a real Anderson offspring. Now go release your swimmers in her mouth."

"Dude." Zane looked at him disgustingly. James pushed him away. Zane rolled his eyes and went back to Holly. "Hey." He smiled at her. "Want to go somewhere more intimate?"

She smirked. "Thought you would never ask." She grabbed his hand and led him down the hall to a room. It was the only one not occupied. "C'mon." She led him in.

Zane went in and closed the door behind them. He locked it. "So do you go to this college?"

Holly didn't answer; instead she grabbed him by the shirt and started kissing him. She pushed him onto the bed and sat on top of him.

"Wait don't you-" She cut him off again to kiss him.

She moved down his body and unzipped his pants. "You talk too much."

"Sorry." He answered. "I don't even know your last name."

"So?" She asked and pushed his jeans down. "Does your brother talk this much too when a girl is about to blow him?"

"Oh…um…I don't know." Zane answered and felt his boxer briefs get pulled down. "Sure you want to do this?" She said nothing and took him in her mouth. "Ah ok. Yes you do." He breathed hard. "Ouch that hurts." He groaned. "Ease it up girl."

She slapped his stomach.

Zane jumped a little. "Hey! I'm not really into that stuff. Chill out."

She stopped giving him oral and sat down on him again. She pulled her shirt off. "Hit me."

Zane raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"C'mon don't be a pussy." She pinned his arms on the mattress. "Fight me."

"Um…no." Zane shook his head and sat up. "I think I should go."

She pushed him back down. "We are just having fun. It's called foreplay."

Zane looked at her weirdly. "Kissing, oral, maybe a little spanking is foreplay. Not beating you. Sorry."

"I thought you liked it rough." She started stroking him with her hand.

"Well not as rough as you want it. I'm a fairly simple guy." He answered and let out a small moan. "Oh yeah."

She kneeled down. "Come in my mouth and I'll kill you." She told him and began giving him oral.

Zane smirked and watched as she did it. He smiled and purposefully ejaculated in her mouth. As soon as he did, she went to hit him. He quickly moved away and pulled on his pants. "Opps." He laughed and ran out of the room. He zipped up his pants and left the party.

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Mark flipped over so Olivia was on top of him. He held her by the waist as she moved. She leaned down and gave him a kiss as she rested her hands on his tight stomach.

Mark looked at the clock and grabbed the remote for the TV. He turned it on.

"Hey!" Olivia yelled at him. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What? There is this Nixon special on the History channel I want to see." He answered and stroked her thigh. "Keep going baby."

Olivia stopped and crossed her arms on her chest. "You got to be kidding me."

"What?" He sat up. "I'll pay attention to you. I'll just listen, I won't watch."

Olivia shook her head. "Forget it." She got off of him. "Finish by yourself."

"No." He whined. "I'm sick of finishing it myself."

"Maybe Nixon can finish it for you." Olivia rolled her eyes and pulled the blanket over her.

"That's disturbing." He stated in a serious tone. He kissed her cheek. "How about we call time out while this is on? When it's done we call time in."

Olivia gave him a mean look and turned to the other side. "Goodnight."

"No." Mark whined and moved closer. "No goodnight. Party is just starting." He laughed a little. "Get it? Party. Like political Party?"

"Ha Ha." Olivia rolled her eyes. "Hysterical."

He laughed a little. "C'mon. You be Lewinsky and I'll be Clinton." He kissed her cheek. "Or I can Lewinsky you." He grinned. "I'll gladly get on my knees for you."

"Moment's over." She stated. "Maybe another night."

"But baby." He whined. "Marky Junior is all alone." He pleaded. "He needs to feel at home." He moved his hands down to her middle. "He knows where home is. Let him come home to mama Livvy."

Olivia laughed a little. "You're a freak." She slapped his hand away. "Go away."

He turned off the TV. "Stop playing hard to get. You know you want this."

"I did. Not anymore." She smirked.

He moved on top of her. "How can I make it up to you? Whip cream? Maybe a little fudge?"

She shook her head. "No. I'm actually getting tired. Sorry."

"You sound like a wife. C'mon." He pouted. "Don't make me feel like a pussy by begging you. I want to be manly."

She laughed a little and gave him a kiss. "You are manly. I'm just getting tired honey. It's getting late." She answered. "Just watch your show. I'm not mad."

"Promise? You're not mad at me?" he kissed her cheek.

"I promise." She gave him a kiss.

"Alright." He turned around and grabbed the remote. He turned on the TV again. "I'll watch Nixon." He slapped her butt. "You sleep."

She laughed a little and turned to rest her head on his chest. "Sounds like a plan to me."

"Me too." He gave her a kiss on the head. "Are we getting old?"

"No. Just maturing." She answered.

"Ok good." He held her in his arms as she fell asleep and he watched TV.

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The next morning, James and Zane sat at the kitchen laughing about last night's party.

"You should have seen her after you left" James laughed. "She came out mumbling something and almost busted out crying."

Zane laughed and shook his head. "Her fault for wanting to be-" He instantly stopped talking when Olivia came into the kitchen. James and him got quiet and ate their breakfast.

"Who's fault?" Olivia questioned as she went to get coffee.

James thought about it. Sex wasn't something either boy mentioned around female relatives out of respect. "Nobodies."

Zane nodded and took a sip of his Orange juice. "Olivia who is Jenny's boyfriend?" James shot him look. Zane ignored his half brother's annoyance.

Olivia glanced over at him. "Why?"

"Zane wants to beat up someone else to go to jail again." James smirked. Olivia shot him a warning look. James instantly looked down at his food being afraid of his mother's wrath.

Zane shrugged. "Are they serious?"

"Yes." Olivia answered.

"How did they meet?"

"Cameron is an intern at her job." Olivia answered. "He is very nice."

Zane thought about it. "So she's his boss?"

"In a way, yes." Olivia answered and sat across the boys. "Don't even think about breaking them up."

"I wasn't" Zane held out his arms.

Olivia looked over at James. "You too."

James raised an eyebrow. "You really think I give a fuck about who Jenny dates or falls in love with?"

"Watch your mouth." Olivia warned.

"In love?" Zane asked trying his best to keep the concern out of his voice.

James patted him on the shoulder. "They have been dating for a couple months now. An hour doesn't pass by for them to not to text each other."

Zane nodded a little. "Oh. I-I mean…that's cool." Before he could say anything else, Jenny came into the house.

"Good morning" She gave Olivia a kiss on the cheek and went to get coffee.

Zane instantly looked down at his food and kept quiet. Half the time she was around he tried to be invisible because she made him so nervous.

James couldn't help but grin. "How is Cameron?"

Jenny looked at him weirdly. "Since when do you care?"

"I don't." James answered. "I just thought I be nice."

Jenny chuckled. "Don't. It's not you."

James smiled. "Cute. Maybe your shirt is covering too much. Show us the cleavage, that's you."

"Guys." Olivia warned. "Enough."

Mark came into the kitchen in jeans and a gray hoodie but his hair was still messy from sleeping. "Can you two stop bickering at least once in a week? It's like your 6 years old." He gave Jenny a kiss on the cheek and went to get his orange juice.

James shrugged. "She started it."

"Mature you dweeb." Jenny sat across him. James stole her coffee. She hit him across the head and took the coffee back.

"Oh you are so lucky you are a girl." James rubbed his head. "Bitch."

"Hey!" Mark yelled at him. "Call her that again and you can sleep in the garage."

Jenny laughed. "James is in trouble." She teased.

"You will be too if you don't stop provoking him." Olivia warned. Zane let out a small laugh. "You too Zane."

"Yes ma'm" Zane went back to his food.

Mark shook his head and gave Olivia a kiss. "Good morning honey."

"So cute" James teased in a baby voice. "Did you forget the flowers Romeo?"

Mark nodded. "Yeah. Why don't you go fetch them in the garage homeless boy?"

Olivia smirked and rolled her eyes. "Enough please." They heard the doorbell.

"I got it." Mark answered and went to answer the door in the kitchen. He opened it and two men in suits were standing there. "Can I help you?"

"Mark Anderson?" They held up FBI badges.

Mark looked at them and glanced at Olivia before returning his gaze at the agents. "Yes."

One nodded. "Former Captain Anderson?"

"Yes. Can I help you?"

"Agent Thomson and my partner Agent Shore. May we talk in private captain?"

Mark looked over at his family. "Guys go do something." He ordered the kids. All three got up and left the kitchen. "Come in." Mark motioned to the agents.

Thomson looked at Olivia. "Um…it really should be between us."

"It's fine." Mark nodded. "You can talk in front of her."

Shore nodded. "Your contact was Calix Brown. Correct?"

"Yes." Mark instantly got uneasy.

"Were you aware he murdered Richard Harrison while sharing a cell with him?"

Mark nodded. "I heard about it."

Thomson raised an eyebrow. "Captain we are trying to be as sensitive as possible to this case. We do realize Harrison was in Rikers for molesting Michael Anderson, your son. He was going to get out." The agent shrugged. "It's really hard to avoid all the connections to you sir."

Mark crossed his arms on his chest. "Am I a suspect?"

The agents exchanged looks. "This would be simpler if you came down to our office."

Mark shook his head. "No. I know the law. I don't have to come down to your office unless you're charging me with something. Are you charging me?"

Thomson pulled out his handcuffs. "Captain this isn't easy. Don't make it harder."

Lilly ran into the kitchen. "Daddy-" She stopped talking spotting the strangers. "Hi."

Mark looked at Olivia, the agents and then his daughter. He nodded a little. "Lilly go back to your bedroom baby." He kissed her on the head. Lilly nodded and went back to her room. He grabbed his jacket. "Olivia call Brad." He told her and let the agent's lead him out of the house.

Olivia stood their shocked for a couple seconds. She finally grabbed her cell phone and called Brad.

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Brad paced around with Ava in his arms to make her crying stop. "Aww c'mon honey. Stop crying. Please? For daddy?" He rocked her gently.

Casey was sitting by Ben measuring his fever he had. "Stop moving around Ben." She told him.

Ben let out a groan. "I feel yucky."

"I know honey." Casey kissed him on the head.

Brad let out his own groan. "What is wrong with her?"

"Touch her forehead. She might have the fever also." Casey informed him.

He touched her forehead. "She's not too hot. Maybe I should just call my mom. She knows how to deal with sick kids."

Casey rolled her eyes. "You're not calling your mother."

Brad rolled his eyes and rested Ava's head on his shoulder. "Want daddy to sing to you? You want something? What do you want baby?" he patted her back to calm her down. "Twinkle, twinkle little star-" Before he could finish Ava's favorite rhyme, she puked all over him.

Casey and Ben cringed at that.

Ava's crying stopped. Brad gagged a little and placed Ava down on the changing table. "Done now? Good." He pulled off his new shirt and tie he put on for work when Ava started crying. "You just had to puke on daddy didn't you?" Ava laughed a little as Brad got shirtless.

Casey tucked in Ben. "You don't move. You have a fever." Casey warned. "I'll call in sick for work."

Brad cleaned up Ava. "You are in big trouble. You know that right?" Ava laughed even more. "That's what I thought." Brad nodded. "Trouble maker." He grabbed a new dress shirt and pulled it on.

His cell phone rang. Casey glanced at the caller ID. Olivia. "Why is my best friend calling you on your cell phone?"

Brad pulled on a tie. "Why are you asking me?" he took the cell phone and answered it. "Stewart."

"Hey it's Liv."

"I know. What's up?" He put socks on Ava and made goofy faces at her to amuse her.

"Mark got in some trouble. He said to call you."

"What happened?"

"Long story short. He is a suspect for accomplice a murder. Feds took him."

"Alright. I'm on it." He answered. "Don't worry."

"Thanks."

"Sure." He hung up the phone. "I have to go."

"How's your girlfriend?" Casey teased as she gave Ben his medicine.

"Great. Her husband's in jail." He answered and kissed Ava on the cheek. "See you later trouble maker." He went over and kissed Ben on the head. "Be good. Want me to pick up some Burger King for you on my way back?"

Ben nodded. "Yeah."

"Sure." Brad gave him a kiss and then gave Casey a kiss. "I'll call you later ok?"

"Alright. Be careful." Casey nodded. He grabbed his badge and holster and left the apartment.