AN: Yippee another chapter! Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy :)

Alastair eventually dozed off but was awakened by the feeling of someone pulling at his hair. Slowly, he opened his eyes and twisted his head around until his eyes met Vincent's. His innocent expression showed that he wanted something but before either could say anything, Roxy said in a hushed whisper, "Vincent! I told you to leave them be if they were still sleeping."

"It's alright Roxy. I'm already awake and besides, this log is causing my entire body to get pins and needles," muttered Alastair as he shook James hard enough so that his soft snoring stopped with a quick, choking cough.

James blearily opened his eyes and moved his head so his chin was resting on Alastair's chest. He looked upward. "What do you want?"

"Food!" cried out Vincent.

"Sounds good to me," James responded. He attempted to get up but instead rolled over and fell flat on the floor, the blanket tangled around him.

Sighing in response, Alastair muttered, "Idiot," and got up from the couch. "You're going to pull your stitches if you're not careful."

He grabbed James hand and pulled him up while Vincent looked on wide eyed upon seeing the bandages.

"Are you a warrior?" the kid asked in amazement.

"They're tailors Vincent," Roxy responded with a roll of her eyes. "I know, not nearly as exciting though sometimes it does seem like they get into more trouble than that."

"Yep, just a tailor," James said with a grin as he tried to walk forward. Instead he tripped on the blanket and nearly fell on his face again.

"Christ, despite fighting like a gazelle you're sometimes as clumsy as a newborn puppy," muttered Alastair so softly that no one else heard it.

"I'm just one giant contradiction aren't I?"

"That's not something to be proud of," Alastair said with a shake of his head. He was smiling though and then turned to Vincent and asked, "What would you like to eat it?"

"I don't really care what. I'm just hungry."

"Then let's do ice cream," James said excitedly.

"They're growing kids James and it's almost dinner time. We need something just a bit healthier."

"Ah, you're no fun, come on kids. Don't you agree with me?"

Vincent nodded his head happily as Roxy chuckled and shook her head.

"Sorry Uncle James but I'm going to have to stick with my brother on this. How about steamed vegetables and lasagna?" she asked as she looked up at her brother.

"Sounds fine with me. I think I should have enough to do both so we won't even have to go to the store," Alastair responded as both he and Roxy ignored James' and Vincent's disgusted faces.

"Ah really? Ice cream sounds perfect right now and I think Lily is even working."

"How about this? We go down there after dinner hmm?" questioned Alastair. He leaned down and focused on Vincent. "That way you'll get a wonderfully sweet treat after dinner which will make you grow big and strong. You want to be strong right?"

"Could I become as strong as Roxy?" asked Vincent with wonder in his little eyes.

Alastair chuckled at that. "I imagine so, yes."

"Then yay for vegetables!"

Shaking his head, James muttered, "Look what you've done. Turned my own nephew against me. How could you Alastair?"

Alastair only rolled his eyes at the dramatic way James talked as he moved into the kitchen with both kids following him. "Suck it up and come help with dinner. And please, try not to pull any more stitches."

"I'll certainly try but I can't promise anything," James grinned.

Alastair shook his head and went to the fridge in the kitchen and began taking everything needed out. James disappeared for a moment before finally coming back with a shirt on that certainly wasn't his.

"You know most people ask before borrowing others cloths," reminded Alastair.

"I have a blood stain on the back of mine."

"It wouldn't be there if you hadn't pulled your stitches in the first place."

James snorted and walked over, suddenly looping his hands around Alastair's waist and causing the other to jump. "Well, like I said, I wanted to see you."

"And I appreciate that but I'd rather see you whole and well rather than your arms falling off."

"Uncle James' arms fall off?" asked Vincent with a wide eyed expression.

"No Vincent but if he's not careful it just might happen," Alastair responded with a pointed look. "Now get off. I'm trying to cook here."

"Yeah, which I find rather interesting since you don't cook. I usually have to make something for you," replied James, remaining where he was.

"I simply forget to eat. I can cook if I have the time to actually do so," Alastair said as he tried to move out of James reach but the other simply moved with him. "Are we going to do this dance all about the kitchen?"

"I'm touch starved alright? And there was the work accident. Allow me some lenience."

Alastair just shook his head at that. They continued to shuffle back and forth as Alastair grabbed everything needed. At one point he could Vincent's curious face and asked, "Everything alright?"

"Yeah," Vincent said earnestly. "You just look odd."

"He does have a funny face doesn't he," James said with a smirk.

As Alastair stepped on James' foot on purpose, Vincent shook his head. "You both are odd. Do mommies and daddies always act like this?"

"You're the mom," James said with a laugh exactly at the same time Roxy replied, "Only if you're as dorky as these two."

Alastair ignored both of the comments and simply said, "Why do you ask that?"

"Momma and Daddy never held hands or hugged. You do it a lot. Why?" asked Vincent innocently.

"It's because they're grossly in love," Roxy responded.

"Love is gross?"

"When it's like these two," said Roxy.

"Hey!" shouted both James and Alastair.

"I'm just joking," Roxy said with a laugh. "You're both cute."

"I'm not cute/Ah, she said we're cute," Alastair and James said at the same time.

Vincent frowned slightly as he looked between the three. "I'm confused."

"It's alright. You'll understand better when you're older," Roxy replied with a smile. "Hey! You want to see another move in karate?"

"Sure!" Vincent said, immediately piping up.

Roxy dropped to her right foot as she extended the left one out. Keeping the right foot flat against the ground, she remained balanced there and kept her hands up. "This is like an exaggerated Jhoon Bee Jaseh."

Immediately, Vincent tried and immediately fell over.

Looking rather disappointed, James gave an encouraging smile and said, "Hey, that was good try. Practice enough and I'm sure it will be easy. Roxy, good job."

"Thanks," she said with a smile as she stood up straight again. "Vincent is actually interested in karate."

"Hmm, you're almost six so you'd be in the Tiny Tigers and Little Dragons class," James remarked.

"I want to be a Little Dragon!"

"Well technically it's both but glad you like the name," James said with a small chuckle. "I can talk to your mom about getting you into some classes."

"Yay!"

"Hey, enough chitchat. How about you two stop being dead weight and help me around?" suggested Alastair.

Roxy smirked. "Well what about James. He's literally deadweight."

"The perks of sleeping with your brother."

Alastair turned slightly red as Roxy released a loud laugh.

"Not at all," Alastair said. "More like the only thing keeping me from throwing you off is the risk of reopening your stitches."

"Why do that when I'll probably just do it in my own time?"

"Good point," said Alastair as he nudged James back.

"Woah there! If you take me down, I'm dragging you with me."

"Good to know but I'm quite seriously talking to everyone when I say help me make the damn dinner or you're all starving tonight!"

"Fine," muttered James as he finally unwrapped himself from Alastair. However, he did remain in constant contact with the other as he asked, "Let's see, what to do next?'

"Here, help me with the lasagna. Roxy start boiling the water."

"What can I do?" asked Vincent.

"You can set the table. Utensils are right here."

"Roger that," Vincent said quickly and went to work.

Not long after that, all they had left to do was wait until finally the food was done and then they were eating at the table. After they finished, just as Alastair had promised, they went out and got ice cream. Lily was working so the group stayed for a bit and talked before Vincent finally had to be taken home.

After that task was accomplished, James immediately went back to Alastair's flat and did just as he had done before: almost completely attached himself to the other and then eventually passed out.

Despite the eye roll that Alastair gave James at that, the evening was a success overall and Alastair had to say he liked having James back with him and not 'who knows where' undercover.