Miles put a strand of curly black hair behind his wife's ear as he whispered gently, "I love you, Sarah."

The woman in response wrapped her arms around her husband and kissed him. But the romance was shattered when they heard a yell.

"Mommy! Daddy!"

A little girl rushed up to the two, sopping wet with a large frown on her face. The couple looked at their daughter.

"What happened?" Sarah asked.

"Bo pushed me in the lake!" Anna pouted.

Miles called for his son and in no time, the boy appeared. "Did you push her into the lake?" Miles asked.

The boy paused. "Well, that depends on your definition of "push." See, I-"

"Bo…" Miles warned.

The boy hung his head. "Yeah. A little."

"A little?" Sarah asked. "You did or you didn't."

"But I was helping her!"

"Helping her do what?"

Bo paused to think. "Face her fears…?" he tried. Anna had been afraid of fish since she was born, and that was one reason she never learned how to swim. She was afraid the fish would come and bite her.

Miles shook his head. "Go in the house." Bo's expression begged his father to let him play, but he noted his stern face. Disappointed, Bo started to the small house next to Angus, Mae, and Jesse's. Just then, Jesse came out and when he saw Bo his face was lit up with a smile.

"Bo!" he cheered, picking up the boy. Bo laughed.

"Uncle Jesse!"

Sarah smiled a little at Miles. "What are you going to do?" she asked him. Bo was supposed to be in a punishment, and Jesse was playing with him. But Sarah and Miles had never denied either of their children the right to play with their uncle, because they loved him and Jesse dearly loved them. Sometimes Miles wondered if his brother loved them almost as much as he loved them. But Bo and Jesse alike had to understand that they couldn't be with each other at the moment.

Miles gave her hand an affectionate squeeze, then walked up to Jesse and his son. "Um, Jess, Bo is in trouble."

"Aw, let us play a bit," Jesse responded. He was like a child again, playing not with his nephew but his friend.

"He's grounded."

"Give us 5 minutes."

"Jesse, it's awful hard to raise a kid with you getting in the way."

Jesse's smile faded quickly and he set Bo down to look at Miles. "I'm in your way?" A small hint of hurt was in his voice.

"I don't mean it like that, I just mean that he's my son, and when he's being punished he's being punished. Without you."

Jesse looked at Bo apologetically. "We'll play later," he vowed. "I promise."

Bo looked up at his father who pointed to their house, and then he continued on his way.

"You can play with Anna," Miles said. Jesse looked at the girl and something caught his eye.

"Why is she wet? I thought she doesn't swim."

"Bo pushed her into the lake."

Jesse smiled a little. "Did he, now?"

"Did you tell him to?"

Jesse's expression was hard to read. "Of course not. I-"

"Jess. I know you."

Jesse was unable to contain his laughter anymore. Bo would often pull tricks on Anna, and usually they were thought up by Jesse. Miles was smart enough to know when his brother was involved and when he wasn't.

"She needs to learn how to swim sometime," Jesse said, a twinkle in his eye.

"You're grounded, young man," Miles told his brother, mock authority in his voice.

"Let me swim with her?" the younger of the two asked hopefully.

Miles looked over at his daughter. "She won't let you."

"Let me try…?"

"Fine. But don't let her drown. I'm waiting for the right time to tell Sarah, and after I do we can get them all to drink the water, and then we won't have to worry about it anymore. But if she dies before I get the chance, I swear I'll make you sorry."

Jesse nodded. "I know."