A/N: Things are hectic in RL, I'm trying to get huge portfolio done so I can student teach next fall and next spring and then Graduate next May, so my posts may be a little bit more spaced then they have been sorry.

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Chapter 5

Sara groaned and woke to a rustling sound coming from across the room. She peeked through one open eye and saw Jeremy digging frantically through his bag. Frustration was painted on his face and he suddenly started throwing things from the bag around the room. What had once been a tidy and perfunctory place was rapidly becoming a war zone.

"Hey! What's going on?" Sara shook her sleep fogged head and sat up in bed. Glancing beside her she ran a gentle hand over that softly snoring child that lay curled into his pillow. Owen was still fast asleep, and showed little sign of waking.

"Somebody stole my DS! It's not here!" Jeremy was yelling now both frantic and angry.

"Hey, calm down." Sara carefully stood and walked over to where he was digging through his bag. "What is it that you are looking for?"

"My Nintendo DS and my game!" He huffed loudly, his face flushed with exertion.

"Well is it in your brother's bag?" Sara reached into Owen's bag and started going through it. She had needed to do this anyway to find out what the kids had, but hadn't intended on doing it whilst looking for Jeremy's game. Her hand hit something smooth and hard, she pulled out the slim black system from Owen's bag. "Is this it?" She asked dangling the object in front of the boy.

"Yes!" He quickly grabbed the game from her and plopped on the floor turning it on.

"You're welcome," Sara said grinning at the boy.

"Oh, sorry, thanks Sara." He pulled the charger out of his own bag and plugged it into the wall then into the system. "I need this to calm down."

"You aren't calm now?" She stared at him curiously, hoping that by studying his behavior she would get the point where she would know simply by glancing at him, how he was feeling.

"Not really." He left it at that.

"Well I'm sorry that you aren't calm, but I'm glad that something can help. I thought your medication was supposed to help with that." She moved over and sat next to him on the floor watching him play his game.

"It does, sometimes, it depends on the day and what is going on. If I have something else to concentrate on it helps though, when I feel closed off in my space." He didn't even look at her, his attention fully riveted on the item in his hands.

"Jeremy, where I live right now isn't very big. Only two bedrooms, you'll have to share with Owen for a while. Is that going to be ok?"

"Yeah, the three of us shared a room at dad's. You ever played this game?" He asked quickly redirecting the conversation.

Sara sensed his father was still a tentative subject for him. The fact that he was dead had to be thoroughly traumatic, though she wasn't sure as to the nature of their relationship. Her brother had never been one to be terribly responsible, or outwardly affectionate. She shook her head slowly. "No, I'm not good at video games."

"Oh," he seemed disappointed.

"Maybe you can teach me, though. Okay?" She asked trying to raise his spirits. He seemed almost as if he was in a manic state at the moment and she really didn't want to see him hit bottom anytime soon.

"Really? That would be cool." He turned back to his game and was immediately and thoroughly engrossed.

Sara stood and headed back to the bed and at that moment Olivia decided to make her presence known.

"Bubba!" she cried for a bottle.

"Hey darling, did you have a good nap?" Sara asked the babbling girl and reached into her bag and pulling out the remaining bottle. She then pulled Olivia out of the crib and sat with her on the bed next to Owen who was still in dreamland.

"Bubba!" Cried Olivia eagerly grabbing the bottle from Sara's hands proceeding to drink it down.

"This is the last one kiddo. I think we are going to have to make a run to the store before our flight tonight." While Sara had been waiting for the children at the lawyer's office Mrs. Joffery said that the easiest way to get them to Las Vegas would be to fly, so Sara quickly booked the three tickets. Olivia was still young enough to be allowed to sit on Sara's lap for the flight, which saved her the unnecessary cost of a fourth ticket.

Jeremy looked up from his game. "We are flying?"

"Yup, our flight is leaving in about three hours actually."

"Oh," the boy seemed a bit concerned.

"Have you flown before, Jeremy?" Olivia was contentedly resting her body against Sara's chest as she sucked the last bit of milk from the bottle. Sara's hands unconsciously moved to the little girls hair and she carefully stroked her soft curls.

"No, I've never even seen a plane before. Up close I mean."

"Well, then you are in for a treat, flying can be fun." This time Sara was lucky enough to get seats on an exit row where there would be a little more room, but Jeremy was going to be across the aisle from them. "You will be in the same row as us, but you will be across the aisle. Is that ok?"

"I'll still be near you and Owen?" By this time he had shut off his game and had moved closer to where Sara was sitting. His concern was evident on his face.

"Yup. I'll still be able to reach you." Sara replied calming his fears.

"Oh, that should be ok then." He nodded and turned his attention back to the toy in his hands. Carefully, removing a soft pack from his back pocket he shoved the DS system inside of it and stuffed the whole thing into his bag.

Suddenly a rotten smell made its way through the room.

"Oh! You little Miss Stinky!" Sara laughed holding the girl out from her body. Olivia just giggled and waved the empty bottle her brother's way. Sara stood then lay the little girl down on the bed. Jeremy was quick to hand her a diaper and wipes. "No powder?" Sara asked, and he just shook his head no. She removed the little girl's pants and then pulled the tabs on the diaper unveiling her present. "This is lovely Miss Olivia, just lovely." The girl just laughed again. Sara cleaned her bottom and removed the diaper, but before she could put on the new one the baby was off across the bed giggling all the way. Sara laughed in response as she grabbed the girl's leg and pulled her back to where she was standing, and a slight tussle ensued. Sara won, but she knew her victory would be short lived.

"Oh no miss, we aren't done yet." She quickly finished diapering the girl, but was unable to put her pants back on before she was off again. Sara just shook her head and let her go. Placing a fresh pair of pants on the bed and shoving the dirty ones into a separate pocket, she started repacking the bags, instructing Jeremy to do the same with his own.

Owen was soon sitting up and watching his aunt busily packing his bag. She smiled at the boy and pulled out two cars from it. "These are for later," she told him and placed them in her purse for the flight. This time she was going to have to check some things because there were far too many bags to bring on board. Plus dealing with all the bags as well as carrying the children would be a task she knew she wasn't up to.

"Hey, buddy." Sara said winking at Owen. "Are you ready to get going?" He scooted to the end of the bed then walked into the bathroom.

Sara grinned, at least she only had to deal with one child in diapers.

A few minutes later they were ready to go to the store, where Sara needed to pick up some formula for Olivia as well as a diaper bag and a couple other things to keep the kids amused during the flight to Vegas.