Yassen hated the insomnia that plagued him every night. He could never convince himself he was safe enough to sleep longer than four hours before waking up in a cold sweat.

Harry was not helping, crying every time Yassen was even remotely close to falling asleep. Most of the time, our of fear.

Yassen knew fear, so comforting a small child was not hard. However, when Harry needed a diaper change, he would always call in Black or Goon. Neither he nor Nile could get past the smell of baby poo.

One time they had called Julia Rothman for help. Of course, she was more than willing to help, finding it somewhat amusing watching the two emotionless men squirm.

"Why is it that two of the best assassins that Scorpia has."- Julia turned from Yassen to Nile after Harry had been changed. -"Can not handle the smell of a simple poop filed diaper? You deal with killing people, that makes no sense."

"I am known for being sence sensitive. All five of them, normally it helps. That is just too much." Yassen had been trying to explain, but his voice was small and it was taking everything he had not to black out.

"Alright, he's going to black out. Whats your excuse?" Julia shook her head as Goon lead Yassen to bed.

"I did not sign up to do diapers. I just find them gross." Nile shrugged half-heartedly. "Dad never was with me either so, I might get it from there."

"Get one of them to do it next time. I am not your personal babysitter." Julia's voice was emotionless, save for a small chuckle she let slip true.

Needless to say, Julia wasn't called for anything less than an emergency. Yassen was pretty sure what he was seeing counted.

"Julia, you should know I am not someone who jokes," Yassen said, forcing his voice to stay calm.

"So, I'm in the middle of a meeting Yassen." Julia sighed, giving the council an apologetic glance. "So this better be important."

"Yah, you're in the glass room right?" Yassen seemed scared and uncertain. "If so just look up, I don't think its hard to miss."

Deciding to humour Yassen she did and almost screamed. Several others glanced up to see the same frightening sight. Harry was on the roof, four stories up.

"Yassen, is there any reason that he's up there?"

"I don't even know how he got there. I just put him down for a nap, I turned to grab his blanket and he was gone. I looked everywhere only to get a message from Nile. Do I call Julia? I think Harry is on the roof of the glass room." Yassen's voice was audibly trembling now. "Why is fate such a bitch?"

No one was able to react when Harry simply slid down the roof and floated to safety. No one even breathed until Harry was back in Yassen's arms giggling.

"Perhaps you should keep an eye on you children Yassen. That could have ended really badly." Julia ordered as Yassen turned towards his house.

Of course, Yassen would tell people that he had no idea how Harry got onto the roof, but that was a lie. Harry was exceptionally magic, a wizard like he was. Things were going to get really interesting.