Thanks for all the great reviews, favorites and followers, you keep me writing. I'm hoping to create a serious with Andy and the rest of the Reagan's. This story itself will have a couple more chapters before I start Story 2.

CH. 9 Spring Break

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"Don't forget you have to go pick up Nicky after lunch," Linda called down the stairs to her husband. "I'll remember," Danny said making a mental note to

himself. "Erin's going out of town this weekend and we're supposed to keep Nicky till Wednesday remember?" "I remember," Danny answered looking over at

Andy, who sat across from him at the breakfast table. "Don't let me forget to go get her," Danny whispered to his daughter. Andy smiled, "no promises," she

said shaking her head."You're a big help," Danny stood to refill his coffee cup. "Alright I'm leaving for work," Linda hurried into the kitchen. "Have a good day,"

Danny kissed her. "Are the boys still asleep," Linda asked heading to the front door? "Yes," Andy answered in between bites of her cereal. "I should get off

around 5:00, unless something comes up," was the last thing Linda hollered back into the house before hurrying to the car. Returning to his seat in the kitchen

Danny stopped, "I wonder if Linda ever checked on getting you registered for school?" Andy made a face at the word school and mumbled, "it's perfectly alright

with me if she didn't." Danny peered over his coffee cup, "well it's not alright with me." "I don't like school," Andy said shrinking down into her chair. "Neither did

I, but I survived, and you will too," Danny said matter of fact. Andy sighed, "can't we just say I'm a genius and I graduated years ahead of time." "No, and not

another word about it," Danny ordered reaching for his cell phone. "Fine," Andy mumbled leaving the table to wake her brothers.

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Later that evening as Jack and Sean played video games. Andy and Nicky sat at the table playing a board game. Danny was busily working on a few odd jobs

around the house when his cell buzzed. "Hey honey, are you going to be on your way home soon," Danny asked? "That's why I called," Linda mentioned. "One

of the other nurses called in sick and I'm going to take her shift, so I won't be coming home until late tonight." "Okay, well be careful," Danny said, "try to get

home as soon as you can." Linda chuckled, "isn't this a switch, usually you are the one calling me, telling me you're going to be late." Danny smiled, "I guess I

will have to be Mr. Mom tonight." "Think you can handle it," Linda asked joking? "I handle some of the toughest criminals in New York, I think I can handle my

own kids and niece," Danny was serious. "Just see what we have in the fridge and feed them that, and don't forget to make them take a shower and then go

to bed before too late." "Linda," Danny interrupted her, "I know how to handle 4 kids." "I know, I know and I'll see you when I get home," Linda added before

hanging up. Hanging up the phone, Danny called into the living room. "Kids, get your jackets, were going over to Grandpa's for dinner." "Shotgun," the boys

yelled simultaneously, racing to the door. "No way I got it," Andy past them up. "Why should you get it," Sean argued? "Because I'm older," Andy explained. "In

that case I get it," Nicki interrupted. "I'm older than all of you." Grabbing his car keys Danny interrupted, "everybody pick a number." "One" Sean spit out. "Ten,"

Jack answered. Nicki and Andy both glanced at one another and Danny urged, "it's just one number girls, it doesn't take ten minutes to pick one." "Eight," Andy

replied. "Nicki," Danny said, when she didn't answer. "Five," Nicki said finally answering. "Andy's got it my number was 7," Danny said ushering the kids outside

so he could lock the door.

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"Dad," Danny called opening the back door to his father's house followed closely by four kids. "In here Danny," Frank called from the study. "Grandpa," the kids

yelled rushing past Danny with the exception of Andy who held back in an attempt to avoid the mob. After hugging the three that rushed him Frank motioned

for Andy, "front and center young lady." Andy moved out from behind Danny and stepped in front of Frank. Frank reached out and hugged her just before

whispering, "are you getting used to the mob?" "I'm just trying to keep from getting run over" Andy admitted honestly. "And how's that working for you?" "Not

very" Andy shook her head. Frank chuckled, "you'll get used to it," he said before putting a hand on his sons shoulder. "How are you enjoying your time off?"

"Its good" Danny answered, "but it's a little too tame for me, and I'm ready to get back out onto the field." "That I can oblige you with my boy" Frank said,

"there will be plenty of cases on your desk awaiting your return Monday morning." A smile started to play across Danny's face as he tried to hide his

excitement. "Is Linda working late again," Henry asked joining his son and grandson in the front room. "How did you know" Danny asked taking a sip of from

his wine glass? "Why else would you come over here with all four of the kids a little before dinner?" "You know me too well Gramps," Danny laughed.

"Hmm," Henry mumbled. "At least I'll have help with the dishes." This time it was Danny's turn to moan, until a vivid thought came to mind, "that you will

Gramp's, I have four kids that would be perfect recruits for you."

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It was close to 7:30 that evening after dinner and Frank, Danny, Pop, Nicki and Andy settled down for a game of poker. "Who's turn is it to deal?" Pop asked

after a couple of hands. "How about mine?" Jamie volunteered coming in through the front door. Frank looked up surprised, "What are you doing coming in

through the front door?" You always use the back door," Frank noticed. "It was locked," Jamie looked confused. "Which one of you locked your uncle out?"

Danny called into the living room. "Sean," Jack turned his little brother in, without a moments hesitation. "Trader," Sean looked menacingly at his brother.

"I thought he was a robber," Sean replied trying his best to look innocent. "A robber," Jamie looked at him, "Really, in a house full of cops." Sean shrugged his

shoulders, "you never know." "Tell me something," Jamie leaned over to the boys eye level. "If I was a robber, would I do this," he asked swatting his

nephew's backside? Sean jumped and looked up at his uncle, "probably not." "Good answer," Jamie ruffled the boy's hair. "When are you going to come have a

sleepover at my place?" "Anytime you say," Sean looked excited. "Do you want to play Uncle Jamie," Nicki interrupted shuffling the cards? "Deal me in," Jamie

called into the dining room while un-tucking his uniform shirt and kicking his shoes off over into the corner of the room. "Oh man what's that smell," Andy waved

a hand in front of her face acting as if a horrible odor filled the room? "I don't smell anything," Jamie took a seat next to her. "You don't," Andy looked at him

shocked, "I only started smelling it a few seconds ago, ever since you took your shoes off, come to think of it." Danny laughed out loud and Jamie looked at her,

"ha ha very funny." "What is this, gang up on Uncle Jamie day," he asked shaking his head. "Danny you are going to have to start teaching your kids some

manners," Jamie picked up for himself. "I know it," Danny laughed looking at his cards, knowing Jamie was only joking. Seconds later, Danny's cell buzzed. "It's

Erin," Danny noticed glancing at the phone next to him. "Uh oh" Nicki remembered, "I was supposed to call her half an hour ago." Danny started to reach for his

phone and Nicki spoke up quickly, "I'm not here." "Hey Sis how's the trip," Danny asked? "Its fine," Erin replied, "is Nicki there?" "She sure is," Danny answered

grinning at Nicki, "she's sitting at the table next to me." "Trader," Nicki whispered taking the phone. "Now I know where Jack gets it from." "I know mom," Nicki

tried to sound apologetically, "I was playing poker with Uncle Danny, Uncle Jamie, Andy, Gramps and Grandpa and I sort of lost track of time." "So how's the

trip," Nicki tried changing the conversation topic and repeated the same question her Uncle did only moments ago. "Looks like I win again," Andy grinned

pulling the poker chips to her. "This is unbelievable," Danny threw his cards in. "Are you sure you're not cheating," Pop lifted her arm and unbuttoned the

sleeve on her long sleeve shirt. Andy chucked, "what do I need to cheat for, I'm going to win anyways." "Listen to this," Frank nodded at his granddaughter. "It

sounds like someone is getting a little too big for her britches." Andy looked at him, "I'm not being cocky grandpa, I'm just being honest." "Is that right," Frank

questioned? "Mhmm," Andy shook her head. "I used to run a poker game out behind the school for those that skipped classes," Andy admitted, until she

realized that admitting to an offense wasn't the best nor brightest idea she ever had. "Is that right," it was Danny's turn to look at her suspiciously?

"Ugh," Andy stuttered." I shut it down after a year though honest," Andy squirmed trying to sound hopeful. "We will overlook it for now," Danny assured her,

"but I highly recommend it is something you leave in the past." "I kind of figured that one out." Andy admitted. "Did you make any money," Henry asked?

"Gramps," Danny looked at him seriously. "Can't blame a man for being curious," Henry picked up for himself. "I did alright," Andy admitted. "Although I think

that if the location would have been somewhere other than the school. I would have made a killing. "Most of the students were too afraid a teacher or staff

member would find out, so they stayed clear." "But that didn't stop you," Jamie questioned? "Heck no," Andy smiled. "What could they do other than expel me?"

Jamie shrugged, "you got a point." "Things sure have changed within the school system since we were growing up," Danny admitted. "I lost count of the

several times in the catholic school that I got whacked across the knuckles with the ruler." "That was something I didn't feel much of," Jamie picked up the

conversation. "That's because you were mister goody two-shoes," Danny interrupted. Frank chuckled, "you know very seldom did I ever have to go pick up

Jamie from school for bad behavior. Then again they just about burned my phone up calling me to go pick up Danny." Andy laughed, "Really dad," Andy looked

at him shocked, before turning to her Grandpa, "you got any more stories, they could come in really handy during a lecture." "Don't count on it," Danny

interrupted, "because the story continues on to what happened after we got home." Andy chuckled, "it still makes a good story," she muttered under her

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Linda had been working all night and most of the morning before her relief finally came in and her shift ended allowing her to finally go home for some much

needed peace and sleep. Pulling into the drive way of her home and opening the car door, Linda could hear faint sounds of children yelling. Linda shrugged

figuring it was the children down the street and continued to the front door. The noise was getting louder but again Linda did not believe it was coming from

her own home, there's no way Danny would allow this, Linda pushed the thought aside until her hand was on the door knob and the sounds were coming from

straight ahead. Linda closed her eyes, she was afraid to open the door and see the condition of her once clean home. Stepping through the door and into the

room, Linda was indeed greeted by a sight she had never expected to see. The kids were yelling at one another, Nicki tackling Jack to the floor, his arm

wrapped around her neck. On the other side of the room was Andy and Sean hitting each other with her decorative couch pillows, the couch cushions

themselves were everywhere but the couch and there was stuff all over the place, including pieces of popcorn kernels covering the floor. In the middle of the

room, she found Danny leaning back in the recliner appearing as if he was in a serene environment, oblivious to the chaos surrounding him. Earplugs and dark

tinted safety glasses in tack on his face. "What is going on in here," Linda yelled! The kids froze, Andy and Sean immediately dropping the pillows to the floor,

all the while Danny never moved a muscle. "Now I don't know what happened, nor do I want to know" she added. "But what I do want is this place cleaned up

and looking spotless, you have one hour," she said with emphasis sounding as if she was a drill sergeant in the marine corps. "Now move," she ordered. The

kids snapped to, hurrying to do Linda's bidding, while Linda's eyes fell to Danny who still had made no attempts to move, and she was beginning to wonder if

he was even alive. Sure he could handle some of the toughest criminals in New York but perhaps the kids seemed to be too much for him and he had a heart

attack. "Danny," Linda nudged him. Again there was no response and Linda finally pulled the earplugs from his ears. "Alright that's it," Danny stood up in a

hurry. "All I asked was that you leave me alone, but no you can't do it," he continued on with his rant. "Danny it's me," Linda pulled his glasses and blindfold off.

"Oh, hi honey," Danny greeted before making his way into the kitchen for a drink. "Danny what is going on here," Linda followed him? "It looks like a combat

facility in here." "You get used to it after the first hour," Danny assured her taking a long drink from his beer. "Danny, how could you let this happen?" Linda was

annoyed at the state of her house. "Listen Linda they were bored and driving me close to putting them in handcuffs alright. So I told them that as long as they

didn't break anything in the house or kill one another I didn't care what they did," Danny explained. "And was that a good idea," Linda argued pointing into the

living room. "No," Danny agreed. "But at least I still have my sanity," Danny made a point. Linda sighed and shook her head falling into one of the kitchen

chairs, she was too tired to argue anymore. "How did you not hear any of the noise they were making," Linda wondered? "I could hear them from outside the

front door." Danny held the earplugs in the palm of his hand, "NYPD special," he grinned at her. "I'm going to bed," Linda stood wearily. "That's a good idea,"

Danny agreed. "And I promise to keep the kids quiet." "Oh Yeah," Linda said half-believing him, "and just how do you plan on doing that?" A menacing look

crossed Danny's face as he reached behind him. "There's more than one way to skin a cat," he held out a couple pairs of handcuffs. Linda shook her head, "so

we adopt a child and now you're going to get her and the others taken away from us for abuse." "That isn't child abuse," Danny explained. "That's part of

Reagan survival training." "Why don't you just take them ice-skating again," Linda recommended? "No way," Danny said immediately. "I still have that bruise on

my back from where Sean fell on top of me, and that was three days ago." Linda hid a smile, "why don't you take them to your dad's house then, they can

play basketball or with Frank's pool table while you visit with Pop and Frank when he gets home." "I can live with that," Danny replied waiting for the kids to

finish with the clean-up.

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The week continued on, and to Frank and Henry it appeared that Danny had done all but move in with the four kids. Considering that after several nights of

Linda working and Danny cleaning the house, cooking meals and keeping four kids entertained, things were beginning to turn crazy or in other words up to the

usual canter of tricks. It was nearing dinner time and Linda was just coming in from working the evening shift when she was greeted by the banter of four kids

and husband. "No I didn't!" She could hear Nicki arguing with Jack, "the snake in Uncle Danny's bed was all you." "What's all this," Linda was confused?

"Nothing," Danny looked at her. "It sure didn't sound like nothing Dad," Sean was laughing. "Am I missing something," Frank asked from his place at the table?

"That's what I want to know?" Linda agreed with her father in law. "You were working late that night Aunt Linda," Nicki enlightened. Linda nodded and Danny

glared at his niece. "So what happened," Jamie asked getting intrigued? "It was Wednesday night," Nicki started before Danny cleared his throat. "Do you have

something in your throat Dad," Andy was laughing. Danny's glare turned from Nicki and was now fixed on his oldest. Andy squirmed still trying to get used to

the highly uncomfortable, yet famous Danny Reagan glare. "It's nothing, absolutely nothing," Danny cleared his throat again. "You know something," Jamie

spoke up. "I wish you kids would tell me before you pull a prank on big brother Danny here, I'd like to be involved in it." "Now who asked you to interrupt,"

Danny turned his attention to his kid brother. "It's my duty," Jamie grinned. Andy and Nicki exchanged smiles, glad to be rid of Danny's glare and laughed out

loud thinking of Danny's screams when he found the snake in his bed, despite Danny's returning glare. "So where did you get the snake," Henry asked? "I

found it out in the yard," Sean answered "it was just a garder snake." "And how did it end up in Danny's bed?" Andy and Jack choked, both trying to swallow a

swig of water. Neither of the kids said a word, as they returned to their plate of good. "Well," Frank asked, not getting an answer? The kids exchanged silent

glances all over again, but neither spoke. Frank cleared his throat and Nicki finally spoke up, "we thought it would be a funny joke." "And was it Frank" asked

when Nicki stopped short? "It was," Nicki admitted, "at least until Uncle Danny found out?" Frank hid a smile, and Henry stifled a laugh. Danny smiled in

satisfaction and Frank continued. "You have turned quiet all of a sudden Andrea?" Andy jumped at the sound of her name and looked over at her grandfather,

"Yes Sir" she replied quickly. "And what may I ask was your fathers reaction?" The kids squirmed, "it was terrible" Andy moaned. "He made us change the

sheets on his bed, and all the others in the house. Then he made us clean out his car, vacuum it and wash it, it was so dirty it took 2 hours and that was with

four people working on it." "You kids are acting like this week was all tough on you, when in reality you should be considering my feelings and how hard it was

on me. Because with all honesty, I can't wait to go back to work on Monday," Danny interrupted. "Just admit it Uncle Danny, you just can't hack it." "Yah Dad

admit it," Andy picked up on her cousins pattern, "taking care of four kids is hard work." "Don't you two have something else to do or even better have some

body else to pick on," Danny looked at them. "Not really," Andy shook her head. "Can't think of anyone," Nicki added. "I just found two dish washers for you

Gramps," Danny outwitted them, nodding at the two girls on the opposite side of the table. "You know technically we didn't argue or fight with anyone, so we

really shouldn't have to wash the dishes," Andy noticed. "That's partially true," Danny agreed with her. Andy smiled in satisfaction, but it was short lived when

Danny raised his hand. "Yet, you forget one small detail," he pointed at her. "I am Dad, and what I say goes, so start moving you two," this time pointing to the

kitchen. Nicki sighed, "I knew this wasn't going to end well." Leaving only the adults at the table, Danny looked over at Frank. "You know I can't believe I'm

saying this, but the job is easier than raising kids and I can't wait to get back to work." Frank agreed, "I could have told you that a long time ago son, raising

kids is no easy task," he couldn't help but chuckle. "I ought to know, I raised four."