Sara felt the bed dip, then a prod in her side as she woke from her nap.

She slowly opened her eyes one at a time to be greeted by a smiling face.

"Hello." Sara said.

"Sara."

"And you're Louise." Sara said.

"Time to wake up."

"Did Uncle Nick tell you to come and wake me up?" Sara asked.

"No I woked up and came to find Mommy."

"But you found me instead." Sara finished for her. "Is your little brother still asleep?"

Louise nodded.

"Do you want to lay down here with me for a while?" Sara asked.

"Want milk."

"You want a glass of milk." Sara said. "Okay, time to get up anyway." Sara crawled out of bed and slipped her shoes back on. She ran a hand over her hair to flatten it down. "Let's go and get some milk." Sara helped Louise off the bed.

Sara and Louise made it downstairs without running into anyone and went into the kitchen.

"Do you know where you grandma keeps the glasses?" Sara asked. Louise pointed to one of the kitchen cabinets.

Sara got out to plastic glasses and got the milk from the fridge and filled the glasses half full. She placed them on the table and helped Louise on to a chair so she could drink it.

Louise noticed her uncle sneak into the room and signal for her not to say anything as he crept up behind Sara.

"Don't even think about it Nick." Sara warned causing Louise to giggle.

"How did you know it was me?" Nick asked.

"Because you're a bigger kid than Greg sometimes." Sara replied.

"So did you ladies have a nice nap?"

"I was thirsty." Louise said. "Sara got me milk."

"Well that was nice of her." Nick smiled. "Should we tell her she has a milk moustache angel?"

Louise shook her head, as Sara wiped it away.

"I guess she heard." Nick winked at Louise.

"Who is Greg?" Louise asked.

"A friend of ours from where we live." Sara explained.

"My friend is called Daisy; she has a brother called Mark."

"Daisy is a very pretty name." Sara smiled.

"I'm gonna find Mommy. Thank you for the milk."

"You're welcome." Sara said.

"She woke you up didn't she?" Nick guessed when Louise had gone.

"Yes."

"Sorry."

"It's okay." Sara replied. "I do have one question though."

"Only one that must be a first for you."

"Hey." She protested.

"Sorry. You had a question."

"Why do you all call Louise angel? It seems to be something more than a term of endearment."

"The whole time we were growing up Emily insisted if she had a little girl she would be called Angel. She changed her mind when she was pregnant. Lou was born six weeks early and they didn't think she'd make it if for a few days, she stopped breathing twice. It was a miracle that she survived so we call her angel."

"She doesn't look any worse of for it."

"She isn't fortunately. Luke made up for it, he was two weeks late."

"That's boys for you." Sara grinned.

"Uh huh." He kissed her.

"Sorry I'm interrupting." Jack said when he walked in.

"No you're not." Sara replied. "Louise is a sweet little girl."

"Most of the time." Jack agreed. "She's been known to have a few temper tantrums in her time."

"Don't all kids?"

"You're probably right." Jack had to admit. "If you really want any time alone this weekend try the hay barn."

"That's the second time someone has mentioned that today." Sara remarked.

"At least a couple of the kids had to be conceived out there as far as I know." Jack said.

"Lara-Jo was almost certainly was." Nick pointed out.

TBC