A/N: Scott is literally amazing to write with Ked. So, of course, I just had to write this type of chapter haha. Usually, I try to put the ages for each character if I can, but this jumps around a bit so I didn't see the need. I hope you all enjoy it! xx Mariah


The first time Scott accidentally stumbled across—quite literally— Ned and Katie fooling around was completely not his fault.

It was early afternoon, and they'd made plans to have a quiet dinner at their place with Scott because he couldn't cook for his life. He'd been knocking on their front door when movement from behind the curtain caught his attention, and he peered inside. And blinked.

Then he rubbed his dry, bleary eyes, not entirely convinced he wasn't hallucinating.

Ned had Katie pinned against the refrigerator, his mouth on hers as he practically devoured her. She had her jacket still on, but the school bag lay at her feet, forgotten, her head tilted toward his in willing acquiescence.

This all would have been innocent enough if Scott hadn't caught the movement of Ned's hand up her skirt. After another moment, he watched as his partner kneeled down and pulled off his wife's panties before sneaking his face up between her legs.

Scott couldn't hear much, but every now and then a soft, mewling moan from Katie would float on the light breeze in his direction. Fucking hell, these two. He'd just go order a pizza.


The second time, however, was entirely his fault.

He was late to a patrol due to heavy drinking with his buddies the night before and hadn't checked his phone to see that Ned had texted him saying he'd gotten someone else to cover their patrol, and so he sped over their house, letting himself in with the key they kept in a plant by their door.

Scott barged through their front door with zero forethought—it was early in the day, anyway, what was the worst he could see? Katie was to be at work since it was almost nine and Ned was probably just showering, having called LeTrai to let him know they'd be a little late on the road.

He skidded to a stop at the kitchen entrance, startling the two who were sprawled naked on the dining table. More accurately, only Katie was, with her leg thrown over Ned's shoulder as he hunched over her at the edge of the table. Breakfast laid just inches from them, having probably been pushed away from later.

Katie shrieked at the sight of him, and Ned hastily gathered her in his arms to shield as much of her body as he could.

"Scott!" They both screamed.

Maybe if he wasn't so agitated from the effects of the alcohol leaving his body, he would've been embarrassed. He just held his hands up in from of his eyes. "I didn't even think you'd be home Katie, and I was late for patrol. I'm sorry—" The words weren't even out of his mouth when he turned around so that he didn't see any more of Katie's breasts and have Ned get the wrong opinion of him. He was his inferior officer after all.

"Get the fuck out of here already, for fuck's sake, Scott!" Ned bellowed, and Scott started to walk out. "I texted you about getting my shift covered and that you didn't have to be in until ten. I wanted the day off for Katie's birthday."

"I'm going, I'm going," he conceded, keeping his eyes averted, but then he stopped in the entryway. "But I'm never eating on that table again unless you two douse it with some alcohol."

"Scott!" They yelled.

"Happy Birthday Katie," Scott said, but then he was gone, slamming the door behind him as he rubbed his forehead. He was going to need a lot of alcohol to scour the image of Katie from his brain.


The third time was their son, Asher's fault—no, he wasn't above blaming a 4-year-old.

Ned had dropped him off at his house for the night so he could have some quiet time with Katie. They were trying to have a second baby, unofficially. He was the only one who knew besides Katie and Ned as far as he was aware.

Scott had been pleased to spend some time with the little boy when Ned asked him to. He was like the nephew he never had a chance of having.

Really, he was his nephew, for all intents and purposes.

But a day alone with him was his limit. Scott wasn't equipped to entertain a small child for an entire day. He'd tried to take him to the park so he could amuse himself for a few hours—and he had—but now that idea was exhausted, and he was back to pestering him, muttering things about how he couldn't play videos games because his mommy says that would make his brain go to mush.

"Alright kiddo, you ready to see mommy and daddy again?" He said, clapping his hands together. He nodded enthusiastically, his eyes lighting up. "Okay, we're going to bring you home."

"Yay!" Asher squealed as he scooped him up into his arms and carried her out of his house and to his car, buckling him in and then soon getting in his own seat and driving off.

Ned and Katie lived across town and luckily Asher loved car rides and the music and view outside his window kept him entertained for the whole ten minutes.

Scott raced to the door and practically kicked the door open in his haste. Really, it was his inability to knock that was always causing him problems.

The sight that greeted them in the living room made him pull up short: the two were naked, again, on the couch, Ned kneeling behind a bent-over Katie. Their moans died in their throats at the sound of the door flying open, and they froze.

"Whoa there!" Scott yelled, quickly shielding the little boy's eyes. Luckily, the back of the couch concealed the graphic parts. "Hey, you two."

"Scott, what are you doing here? You're not supposed to bring him back until dinner!" Ned yelled, scrambling to cover Katie. He was pretty well hidden behind her and he wasn't about to let his son or partner see Katie like this. "I told you I'd text you.

The little boy clawed at his hand, trying to pry it away from his eyes. "What's going on?" Asher giggled, and Scott shook his head. "I hear my dad!"

"Hey bud," Ned muttered as he held a pillow to his crotch. Katie was wrapped in a blanket as Scott took his hands of Asher's eyes. "Scotty is gonna take you to a movie, okay?"

"Honestly, you two—do you ever use the bedroom?" He asked, feeling the glare from Katie as she sat on the couch.

"Shut up," Ned muttered.

"Have fun with Uncle Scott, baby," Katie came around, the blanket tightly wrapped around her.

"Why are you wearing the blanket mommy?" Asher blinked curiously at her and smiled at her. "I missed you so much, you know."

"I missed you so much too, but I'll see you later and I'm just cold," she kissed his cheek and then stood up, eyeing Scott as she turned around.

The little boy bought what his mother was telling him because he was too naive to think otherwise, but he just chuckled at those two. As he shut the front door behind him, the little boy pouted up at him. "Wanna go see that new superhero movie and eat lots of candy?"

"Mommy says I shouldn't eat too much or I'll get a bellyache like last year after trick-or-treating." The boy replied, crossing his arms at his uncle.

"What your mommy doesn't know won't hurt her," he winked and smiled at him.

"Then I guess we can!" The boy giggled.

Crossing back to his car, he grinned despite himself. At the rate those two were carrying on, Asher was gonna have a little sibling soon just the way they wanted. Then Scott's smile faded. That was when he realized he'd have two kids to help look after.

Ah, hell.