John lay where he woke, pinned down by Selene's arm and leg, which were draped across his body. The warmth of her touch was comforting as her deep snores sounded rhythmically. It was a sound he had become used too, and would even miss on occasion when sleeping alone. Though if you accused her of snoring, expect all hell to rain down on you. John smiled, remembering the last time Gordon had mentioned it. Her head was resting against his bicep with her hair cascading around in various loops and tangles. He reached over absentmindedly and gently grasped a curl between his fingers. The soft strand danced between his fingers, occasionally brushing against the skin of his chest leaving a gentle tingle behind. Before meeting Selene, he would have gotten up and started his day, though now he was content to just lie here with her.

Selene fidgeted slightly, pulling herself closer to him and her warmth seeped through fresh parts of his skin. John closed his eyes and rested, enjoying the peace that filled the room. Slowly, he felt himself starting to drift off towards a doze, when a small click reached his ears. He almost groaned, knowing exactly what it meant. They were going to have to get up, no matter what Selene wanted. She always seemed to forget about this part of babysitting. Turning, a mop of brown hair, that sticking up in all sorts of gravity defying angles, was heading their way. It stopped at the edge of the bed.

"John?"

Those familiar blues peered over and searched out his. Sleep still softened them, but John knew it was false advertising. His nephew would not go back to sleep. Sitting up he carefully slid from beneath Selene, causing her to stir.

"Time to get up."

"Noooo."

The groan was accompanied by the pulling of covers around herself. John could already tell that she was starting to drift off again. Shifting, he sat on his side of the bed, placing his feet on the floor as his nephew pottered over to stand before him. The boy yawned, his movements still slow, as he climbed up onto John's lap without invitation. Small arms wrapped around John's neck and John smiled. Scott had said before, there was nothing better than waking up to a morning hug from his son. Squeezing the child tightly, John started to understand the feeling. After the embrace, the child was already peering over John's shoulder at the bundle on the bed. With one arm against John's shoulder the boy pointed as a snore came from the sleeping figure.

"Selene?"

"She's still sleeping."

"But it is morning."

"It is indeed."

John steadied the boy, who shifted his weight suddenly. He was quick enough to stop a foot from slipping into a sensitive area, while his nephew was focused on getting closer to his aunt.

"Wakey wakey Selene!"

John chuckled at his nephew's attempt to wake Selene. If only a simple call could bring her round. A snore was the only reply the boy got. John shifted the boy into one arm and twisted so they could both see Selene. With his free hand, he grabbed her shoulder and rocked the sleeping woman.

"Come on. No more shirking your responsibilities."

"It's too early."

Selene mumbled into the pillow.

"Morning Selene!"

John reflexively closed his eyes as his nephew chirped joyfully right into his ear, but they were making progress. Selene glared at them with one eye still closed. He could see that she really didn't want to move and John wasn't doing to let her get away with it. She had been the one to volunteer her services, and as much as John was happy to spend time with his nephew, it was easier if they did it together. She closed her eye. John shook his head, before turning to his nephew. Time for Plan B.

"I think Selene needs some help getting out of bed. Think you could help me?"

A grin and nod from his nephew had John slipping his hands beneath the boy's armpits. With one smooth movement, he thrust the boy onto the mattress next to Selene's head, making her bounce slightly. The child needed no guidance. His head was soon right up in Selene's, nose to nose, with an expression of pure joy.

"Wakey wakey Selene."

Selene tried to resist the call, knowing the moment she opened her eyes the game was up. She would have lost. Those eyes would be full and eager and she would not be able to deny him what he wanted. John was evil. He knew the power Tracy eyes held over her, and how often she caved. Her resolve started to break when those fingers stroked her cheek. The soft skin brushed against her gently, the action being repeated again and again.

"Selene."

The love in her nephew's voice broke her and she opened her eyes. A huge dimpled grin burst across his face. Loosening the quilt, she grabbed the child and pulled him into a hug. He giggled manically against her chest as she squeezed him. He wiggled in her arms as she kissed his forehead, enjoying the moment before small hands started to push her away.

"Stay in bed with me." She pleaded, "We can snuggle up."

"No. Breakfast time."

Selene groaned as John proceeded to drag the quilt from the bed allowing the cool air to hit her skin. Curling up into the foetal position, she turned to glare at her husband. Her nephew chuckled beside her as he threw his body over her like he was a blanket.

"Out of bed, both of you."

Without warning, her nephew started climbing over her towards John. The child's foot placement was unexpected, slipping between her armpit and putting his weight on soft tissue. Selene hissed, and was thankful that John hand grabbed the boy before he could do anymore damage. Cupping the sore spot, Selene rolled over to see the culprit being placed on the floor. Sitting up, her bare feet hit the cold floor sending a shiver through her body. The moment her bottom left the mattress John skilfully threw out the quilt so it lay flat and even. A few darts of the hand and the quilt was neat enough to meet his standards. Grabbing Scott's jumper from the floor Selene yanked it over her head.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Selene shot daggers at John, only for him to shrug them off. She was quickly distracted by the small hand that slipped into hers. Her nephew leant into her, giving her legs a hug, which melted her heart into a puddle. The next moment he had stepped forward and started pulling on her arm towards the door. Selene's stomach growled, and she let herself be led out the room towards the kitchen.