James took off his over coat, and hung it up. "Porthos, should we go take the boys to the park tomorrow?" James asked his dog. Porthos just sat there looking back at him, panting.
"Maybe, you're right. I'll just stop by for a wee bit then?" James changed into his pajamas and got into bed. "Goodnight then Porthos."
James woke up, from the bright light peaking in through a crack in the curtains. He opened his eyes, and stretched. He then got up, and dressed. When he went downstairs, his maid gave him a basket of food, and a leash on Porthos. "Thank you." He said taking them both, and walked to the Llewllyn-Davies house.
"Hello, Uncle Jim!" Jack said when he opened the door.
"Hello Jack…would you boys like to go to the park with, Porthos and I?" He asked looking at Porthos who had pulled out of Jack's grip, and ran into the house.
"Mr.Barrie!" Spoke a familiar, and disliking voice. Mrs. du Maurier stood next to Jack in a flash, with Porthos by the collar. "Sylvia needs her rest! So I don't think there will be any need for you to come over, today."
James looked at her feeling the happiness leave him. "Mrs. du Maurier…I only want to go to the park to get the boys out of the house." James replied with a serious expression.
"Mother, who is it?" Sylvia asked in her robes, and gown. George was helping her get around.
"Mr. Barrier, Dear. And what are you doing out of bed!" Emma asked starting to go over to her.
"Mother, Please! I'm fine." Sylvia sounded a bit weak, and then saw James. "Oh, dear," She started, and looked at what she was in, "James, here already?" She asked, let go of George to try and welcome James in. He grabbed her hand gently to help her get her balance.
"Please, Come in!" She finally said, and her mother glared a bit.
Jack grabbed Porthos lose form Emma, and ran to the back yard with Michael following. "George, go get Peter, and take him out back to play with your brothers." Mrs. du Maurier said, and turned away to the library.
"Do you want to stay home, and I'll take the boys?" James asked helping her back inside.
Jack had taken the basket from James, when he took Porthos. "Oh, well…I'll come with you!" Sylvia insisted. James looked at her a bit worried.
"I don't think the Doc-"
"James, please. I'm fine. Just let me get ready." She said, and tried walking on her own to the bedroom.
James sighed, and walked to the back yard.
"Hey! I got you already!" Michael yelled, and James saw him standing in front of the small well.
"No, you didn't! I was behind this barrel!" Jack yelled back, from behind the huge tree in the garden.
"Guys! Stop this!" George said standing between each other's view.
Peter was sitting in a chair writing in his Journal. James sat down in a chair across from him.
"What are you writing about?" He asked, and Peter finally realized James' presence, and he stopped writing.
"Just about a bit of silliness." He replied smiling, and James held out his hand to Peter.
Peter set his Journal in James' hand, and James read it.
'Jack sat at his throne, and began to read a book of wonders. This king was no ordinary king. He was so magical, and adventurous that no one in his kingdom would have ever guessed how kind he was. People around him thought he was a snotty old King like kings are suppose to be, but Jack wasn't.'
James looked at Peter, and smiled handing it back to him. "Now that," James said pointing at the book, "Is very good, boy." He said smiling.
Peter sat there for a moment smiling. "Thank you…" He replied, and Sylvia came walking out.
"Okay, are we ready?" She asked, and the four boys, and James looked at her.
"Mother, what are you doing?" George asked, and Jack, Michael, and him walked up the steps to where she stood.
"I'm going with you boys, and James. Now, where are we going?" She asked. James stood up, and picked up the basket.
"How about, lunch at the park?" He asked smiling. The boys talked excited, they wanted to fly their kite James made for them during the summer, and also they wanted to play with Porthos.
"I say, that sounds very nice." She replied smiling, she took James' free arm, and the boys ran past them Porthos chasing after them wagging his tail.
Sylvia sighed, but smiled. "The boys are very thankful for you, you know James?" She said, and her and James headed for the door.
"Sylvia, where do you think you're going!" Mrs. du Maurier said popping up from out of the library.
"We're going to the Park Mother, is that a problem?" She asked standing there holding James' arm still.
"No you're not! You're ill, you do not need to be running around!" Emma snapped, and glared a bit at James. "Mr. Barrie, I'd appreciate it if you would leave my daughter alone, obviously you're going to get her killed if she moves around so much!"
"Mother!" Sylvia cried, feeling embarrassed that her mother even said that.
James looked at the ground. He felt a bit of guilt in his stomach. But all he really wanted for Sylvia was for her to be happy before she died. Yes, he sensed that she might die, he knew her illness was too great to survive without proper medication, and she wasn't taking it.
"Mother! Maybe you need to go home, and leave my boys and I alone! Including James!" She snapped back, and turned to James. "Come James, let's go to the Park." She then walked toward to door, without listening to another word her mother had to say.
James stood there looking at Mrs. du Maurier, and felt he needed to apologize. Mrs. du Maurier looked at him. "Well," She said, and James made a questioning face. "Don't just stand there, go if you're going!" She said, and turned to the library yet again.
James then walked toward the door as well.
A/N: Wooot! I'd just like to say Thank you Linda, for Reviewing! It meant a lot to me! I don't get a lot of Reviews like that…It really made me feel like I wrote good! Smiles Well I hope this Chapter is good enough! I am trying my very best to make it interesting for you guys! I hope you love it when it's done, which hopefully won't be until, lots of chapters later! XD! Again thanks for your kind review Linda.