Selene yawned as her nephew made it down the last step into the kitchen. Stairs were slow going but he'd gotten to the bottom triumphantly, with only a few tugs on her arm when he had wobbled. He gave her a large proud grin.

"Come on, let's get you into a chair while Selene makes your breakfast."

John slipped past her and scooped up the boy with grace and ease that Selene admired. A grin crossed her face as he plonked his nephew down on the chair. Even sweatpants couldn't hide his stunning form. Her eyes never left him as she headed to the kitchen. She opened the tall cupboard and grabbed the box of chocolate hoops from the top shelf. Scott had put it there for her, though he had also mentioned it being a fresh box and this one was open. Selene suspected a certain aquatic Tracy was behind that. No wonder Scott refused to tell anyone where the real hiding place for his cereal stash was, there would be none left for the intended recipient. Grabbing a bowl, she filled it with the snacks before replacing the box. She won't be surprised if Virgil and Alan finish it off later.

"That's way too much for him, Selene."

She turned to her husband, who was removing plates and a bowl from the cupboard. Before she could say anything, John tipped half the hoops into the second bowl.

"There, now you can each have some too."

Selene shrugged. Who didn't like chocolate hoops? Grabbing the milk she drowned the hoops before grabbing the bowls and taking them to the table.

"Breakfast is served."

"Sears."

Selene gave the boy an odd look briefly before letting it go. Her nephew was already fishing hoops out the bowl with his fingers. She swivelled to see John leaning over the kitchen island with two spoons in his hand.

"I believe he's trying to say cheers."

Selene took the spoons, leaning in close to steal a kiss.

"Cheers, babe."

Heading back to the table, Selene slipped into the seat next to the boy and placed a spoon in his bowl before turning to hers.

"What are you planning to do with him today?"

John spoke from the kitchen where he was spreading cream cheese over a freshly toasted bagel. Selene thought as she swallowed, knowing she hadn't planned anything.

"I was going to see if Gordon wanted to take him swimming or go down to the beach this morning, then maybe see if Virgil wanted to spend some time with him in the afternoon."

John made his way over with two steaming mugs of coffee, one of which he placed in front of her. She wrapped her hands around it and took a sip. It was perfect, as always. Inhaling the rich nutty flavour, she could feel her brain waking up.

"So your plan is to get my brothers to look after him?"

"I'll be there. Supervising."

John had his back to them, but she knew he'd just rolled his eyes. It's not her fault there wasn't much to do on the island, especially for a toddler. John sat down in front of her and slid a plate containing a toasted bagel towards her. Unlike his, he'd spread butter and strawberry jam on hers. She picked it up as he placed a cup of water next to their nephew.

"Thanks, babe."

Taking a bit of the pure sweetness was heavenly. It was toasted to perfection, with the butter melted into the dough and the best jam on the top. Selene licked her lips, before taking a sip of coffee with her free hand.

"Bread."

Selene glanced at her nephew, who had the orange plastic cup of water in his milky hands. Those blue eyes were not on her but staring curiously at her bagel. They flicked to meet hers.

"Bread."

"It's a bagel," John corrected.

That little head twisted to her man, eyes immediately spotting his bagel. He pursed his lips as he stared at John's breakfast.

"Bah."

"Bey-guhl," John spelt out.

"Bah-gul."

Selene smiled at the response, taking another bite of hers.

"Bah-gul, please."

The 'please' came out sounding like peas, making Selene bite her lip.

"No, this is my breakfast. You have your breakfast already."

The boy pushed the cup along the table and reached out, the last half of his cereal forgotten.

"Bah-guuuuulllllll."

It was a whine that had no effect on John, who just said no and continued his breakfast. Little legs kicked beneath the table as he moaned and reached out. John ignored the dramatic scene, and communicated with his eyes to Selene that she should do the same. She knew she had to be firm, though the banging of the spoon on the table tried to drag her attention away. John finished his breakfast and wrapped his hands around his mug, those dazzling green eyes meeting hers and transmitting a warning. A small hand landed on her arm and as John shook his head, Selene tried not to look.

"Selene," her nephew whined. "Bah-gul."

The hand pulled on her top and she made the error of glancing at him. Those pleading blues accompanied a sad face which yanked on her heartstrings. She didn't want to see him upset, she was the cool aunt. Her almost finished bagel hovered in the air and she knew she could easily share it. She felt her resolve crumbling.

"Bah-gul."

John sighed.

"One bite, then finish your hoops."

Those eyes were back on John, who seemed entirely immune.

"One bite only."

There was a little nod from the boy, who had stilled now he was getting what he wanted. Selene brought her bagel down in reach of the boy, who took a tentative small bite. He chewed the dough and jam quietly while Selene quickly finished it off, noticing those eyes watching her as she took the last bite. Realising that it was all gone, her nephew finally turned his attention back to the now soggy chocolate hoops. Slowly, the bowl was finished. Selene helped guide her nephew down from the table, before helping John put the dirty plates in the dishwasher.

"How about we go for a walk around the island this morning. We can take the kite out as there's a fair breeze, then we can see if my brothers want to help in the afternoon?"

"Sounds great."

Selene smiled, slipping her arm around his waist. John responded in kind, drawing her closer and pressing his lips to hers. However it wasn't their nephew, but the emergency alarm that tore them apart. John scooped up the boy, who had his hands over his ears, and they ran up to the living room where Grandma was at Jeff's desk monitoring calls. They stood before the sunken seats, waiting for the other Tracys to arrive. John's eyes were already surveying the data that was projecting over the table, rubbing slow circles into his nephew's back. The boy never liked the alarm and had his face pressed into John. Thankfully Alan, Virgil and Gordon hurried in and Grandma turned it off. Kayo ran in after, sweat staining her workout clothes.

"There's been a earthquake in Chile and a tsunami has hit Talcahuano. We're going to need all of you on this one. Kayo, there's a wide area of damage so would you be able to aid John in Thunderbird One?"

"FAB."

John slipped their nephew into her arms, before placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Store cupboard four in Kayo's studio, if you don't know what to do with him."

Selene swallowed as John ran towards the lights and activated Thunderbird One's chute. It was why John was earthside, just in case they needed someone to fly Thunderbird One. It had all been reconfigured for his specifications, but it was weird to see the wall rotate him away. In her arms her nephew started waving, and she turned quickly enough to see Virgil's hand waving back before he disappeared. Her nephew then turned to face her, completely oblivious to what was happening just across the ocean.

"Looks like it's just you and me buddy."

Selene carried the boy upstairs to the roar of Thunderbird One leaving the island.