Chapter 2

Sawyer was at the kitchen table eating his breakfast when he saw both his Uncle and Jane coming from his Uncle's bedroom. He was so shocked his mouth just hung open. The two adults sat at the table and Sarah brought some more slices of toast to the table to accompany the cereal, fruit, coffee and orange juice. Thankfully she didn't make pancakes thought Kurt. Everyone tucked into their breakfast apart from the youngest person at the table, his mouth was still wide open.

"Sawyer close your mouth, we do not want to see your breakfast thank you very much!"

Sawyer still sat there as if he didn't hear his mom.

"Sawyer!"

That brought the youngster out of his daydream.

"Huh?"

At a look from his mom he realised what he said.

"I mean excuse me?"

"Why are you in shock?"

Sawyer just pointed to the two other adults.

"Sawyer, you know Jane sometimes spends the night here…"

"Of course I do…"

"So why is this morning so different?"

Sawyer pointedly looked at his Uncle and Jane and his Uncle's bedroom. Kurt's ears turned pink as well as Jane's cheeks, they refused to look at each other but they seemed to be on the same page that it was Sarah's duty to explain this to her son not theirs.

"Sawyer…you know when two people…care about…"

"MOM! I know couples share bedrooms! I'm 11 not two!" Sawyer said while rolling his eyes like only a kid can as if to say 'duh!'

"I know Aunt Jane stays here sometimes and every time she has, Uncle Kurt has slept on the sofa, I just assumed that he's always in trouble because it's always the guy's fault! And anyway you and Edgar always share a bedroom when we stay at his place and I have my own room at his place. It's cool having two bedrooms! Sebastian is jealous!"

All the adults were shocked that he referred to Jane as 'Aunt' as it was the first time he's ever mentioned it. The blush deepened on both Jane and Kurt. Sarah was more concerned with something else than the pink tint on the adults.

"Who told you it's always the 'guy's fault'?"

"I thought everyone knew?"

"Sawyer, a relationship takes a lot of work and both people need to talk about things ok? It's not always one person's fault ok?"

Sawyer shrugged his shoulders.

"Ok."

"Sawyer, your Uncle has always been a perfect gentleman…" said Jane

Sawyer scrunched up his brow in confusion and he opened his mouth to ask a question but his Uncle stopped him with a question.

"So if you're not shocked by me and …and your Aunt …staying in the same room why are you so surprised?"

"Uncle Kurt, everyone can see how much you love Aunt Jane you two look at each other like mom looks at Edgar…"

Another roll of the eyes from the pre-tween made the adults smirk.

"…when you two get married Aunt Jane will be my Aunt officially! For some reason you and Edgar seem to like making googlie eyes at Aunt Jane and mom, sometimes you two remind me of the cartoons where the eyes turn into hearts! Aunt Jane and mom are just as bad! What I don't get is the fact that you think no one can see how you look at each other. I'm never falling in love!" Sawyer made a point to nod his head as if that made it binding.

Jane looked down trying to keep the smile off of her face, Sarah was grinning at her son's declaration and Kurt covered his mouth with his hand to try and stop laughing outright.

"So I ask you again, why are you so shocked?"

Sawyer just looked at Jane again.

"Sawyer you may have to explain a little more than looking at Jane." Declared Kurt

"I'm not looking at Aunt Jane!"

"Yes you are!" Sarah said

"No I'm not! I'm looking at her shirt, well Uncle Kurt's shirt!"

Jane looked down at the baseball jersey she was wearing and couldn't understand the fascination Sawyer had but it seemed as if the Weller siblings did. Sarah couldn't stop giggling and Kurt turned a deeper shade of pink. Jane looked to Sawyer for an explanation, Sarah was crying with laughter and Kurt was just staring ahead.

"That's Uncle Kurt's FAVOURITE shirt! Ever! I mean I'm not even allowed to touch it. If I want to look at it I have to wait until Uncle Kurt is home, even mom is not allowed to show me, then and only then I have to wash my hands three times in front of Uncle Kurt then I have to sit on my hands on his bed and then he'll take it out of his wardrobe. He's only worn it once. He'll hold it 30 cm from my face, he actually uses a ruler, and so I can look but not touch! It's signed by his favourite player. Not only did he allow Aunt Jane to touch it, she's allowed to wear it, sleep in it and eat breakfast while wearing it, of course I'm in shock! Is that what love is?"

Kurt turned to look at the questioning eyes of the love of his life and shrugged his shoulders and had a sheepish smile on his face. Jane had a lovely smile on her face as she took in Sawyer's words and looked at the man she loved with all her heart. They had a conversation just by looking at into each other's eyes. Jane lifted an eyebrow in question to ask if Sawyer was telling the truth hence the sheepish look from said Uncle to say yep, his nephew was not lying or exaggerating in any way. They both could still hear Sarah snorting away in the middle of her giggles.

"Huh?!" exclaimed Sawyer

"What buddy?" Asked Kurt

"I wonder if I'll ever love a girl enough to let her wear my Star Wars hoodie?"

Sawyer looked around at the adults and thought about his own question. Kurt bought Sawyer the hoodie for his birthday and Sawyer wore it all the time. It became clear to both brother and sister that they should buy another one but it was a limited edition (an Uncle's prerogative) and they had sold out by the time they looked for another one.

Sawyer looked around the adults again and answered his question.

"Nah! I don't think I'll ever love a girl enough to give her my favourite hoodie…"

The look he gave his Uncle said a lot to everyone in the room to what Sawyer thought about his Uncle letting Jane wear his favourite shirt, he thought his Uncle was a traitor to the male gender.

"…although I'd let her use my Star Wars mug…"

Another present from Uncle Kurt.

"…unless she's has butter fingers then she can use a plastic cup!"

The other three just laughed at the logic while Sawyer just carried on with his breakfast.

"Adults are weird!" mumbled the youngster.