Title: Growing Pains
Chapter 4 – Growing Pains

Casey looks at Heather in shock as her eyes rest on Severide and then dart back to him. "Heather? What's going on?"

"How many women does he have around my boys?"

"What?"

"Does he smoke around them also?"

"Heather, no…what…listen no matter what lies Hadley has sai…"

"I know Kelly Severide," Heather lightly hisses. "In this place…all I do is sit and think about my boys and what's best for them. I worry Matt. And then Kevin comes here and says thing to me…Kelly's always been a womanizer Matt you know that."

"First off, Kelly and I set some personal ground rules and…"

"So no women at all?"

"You've give me care of the boys right? Now you need to trust me to do what's best for them. I know you did it alone for a year but…Heather, I work long hours and Christie is helping out as much as she can an…"

"And for that I'm grateful but Matt…"

"Hadley is wrong. He's bitter and jaded and there's been a lot happening since…"

"He told me what Kelly is accusing him of," Heather states flatly.

"He…told you?"

"He told me everything Matt. How Kelly's walking around accusing him of setting fires and deliberately hurting people."

"Hadley is on the Arson Investigations suspect list," Casey informs her truthfully.

"Matt…"

"Kelly is helping me and I need his help. The boys adore him. We haven't turned it into some frat house. Trust me," Casey lightly implores. "Please?"

"Okay but if the boys complain about anything…"

"They won't," Casey assures her with a small smile. "Now…this is over so let's let the boys talk to their mom one last time before we go, okay? I think you all need that. Let's end today on a happy note for all of us."

"Happy?"

"Heather, that isn't fair. You made…" Casey starts and then stops. "Positive. A positive note. Please? For the boys?"

"Okay."

Heather looks at Casey with a strained expression but finds herself pasting on a tight smile and then nodding in agreement. She looks over at her boys and gestures for them to come close, Casey standing up to allow the two children to talk to their mother as he slumps back down beside Severide at the empty table.

"What's that about?"

"She's being a protective mother an…"

"Matt…"

"I'll tell you later," Casey replies in a quiet tone.

"Tell me now."

"Promise me you'll react…normally."

"What the hell?" Severide looks at him in question; Heather fully ensconced with her boys.

"Hadley was by."

"WH…" Severide starts as Casey narrows his eyes and he quickly clamps his mouth shut.

"Told you so?" Casey huffs as he raises his brows.

"That…jerk."

"It's stuff you've already heard. Trust me it was no big deal. Let's…talk about it later."

Heather finishes up with her boys and then is directed by the guard that it was time to go back. She gives both adult males a strained smile as she stands up from hugging her boys one last time and then turns and heads back toward the area her empty cell was waiting.

"Who wants to go for ice cream?" Casey asks; three voices instantly chiming in… "me!" as they near the public visiting area, a guard giving them all an amused glance; especially the older adult male. They sign out, re-collect their things and then head back toward the waiting vehicle.

"Tell you what…ice cream's on you…dinner's on me," Severide suggests as Casey looks at him with a questioning expression. "I got this."

"Okay. There's an Applebee's just by the docks…not too far away."

"Applebee's it is," Severide gives Ben's hand a small squeeze as Casey's grasp on Griffin's shoulder tightens a little. The four of them pile into the truck; this time it's left up to the younger males to make conversation, the time spent driving to the family restaurant filled with questions about their mother and what would happen to her going forward.

They all file into the family restaurant, taking a booth at the back and each adult male sitting beside a younger one but opposite each other. However, they had agreed to keep the Hadley discussion to nothing in front of the boys; why worry them for nothing? Both of them know that, while Hadley is on the current suspect list, he hasn't been officially charged and so could just be trying to stir the pot and cause contention simply because he could.

"Welcome four musketeers," the eager young waiter greets them as he arrives to take their order. "So…what can I start you all off with to drink?"

For the next hour and a bit, the dinner time conversation is kept strictly neutral, both Casey and Severide learning more about what types of food the boys liked, disliked and ate because they had or were told to. After dinner is complete, they forego dessert at the restaurant in favor of taking a nice walk in the cool but clear evening and getting some ice cream to cap the busy day.

"So that's one cherry supreme, one blue bubblegum, one tiger and one…salted caramel."

"Salted?"

"Renee got me hooked on the da…darn stuff," Severide smirks as he takes his cone and offers Casey a small shrug as he pays for ice cream. "It's actually pretty good. Try some."

"Salt…belongs on fries not on ice cream," Casey retorts as the four of them take their cones and head down toward the docks, the cool night air nipping at their skin but not enough to make them feel the cold – yet.

"Wimp," Severide goads as Casey finally tries it and then wrinkles his nose in childish fashion, making Severide roll his eyes and both boys laugh. Griffin takes Ben toward the railing to show him something; allowing Casey and Severide to sit and watch and talk briefly.

"Heather looked pissed."

"She's feeding of his angry bias," Casey reminds him. "He wanted you to get mad and accuse him in front of her…it would have given him power to his accusations and made her rethink me having the kids."

"Who else could take them?" Severide retorts in sarcasm as Casey looks up just as both boys laugh.

"I know. They have no one. Heather knows that also," he looks back at Severide with a small frown. "She doesn't want them to become wards of the state and we both know that would have killed Andy…sorry."

"No, you're right," Severide agrees as his gaze pulls away from the dark water to resting on the boys a few meters away. "It would have killed him," he whispers his agreement. "But…"

"But what?" Casey presses.

"Nothing."

"But Hadley found out because I told him?" Casey dares to inquire as Severide nods in agreement.

"I don't blame you for his actions. He's an ass and you didn't know…I just…man how'd he get like this. It's so messed up," Severide huffs as he looks up at the boys as they whisper to each other. "What's going on?"

"I don't know," Casey shrugs as he watches the boys for a few seconds. "Everything alright?" He calls out to them. Both men watch as the two young boys head toward them with uncertain expressions.

"What's going on?" Casey gently prods. "Griffin?"

"He wants you to promise you won't go away," Griffin replies as Casey looks at him in surprise.

"What?"

"Like mom and dad," Ben adds softly as Casey's gaze shifts to the younger boy; his back feeling Severide's gaze boring into it.

"I'm right here guys, I'm not going anywhere okay," Casey tells them both in a serious tone as he offers them a firm nod.

"You promise?" Griffin asks in an uncertain tone.

"I promise," Casey assures him with a tender smile.

"And I promise also," Severide assures both boys wondering expressions.

The two boys break into warm smiles and offer both adult males warm hugs before pulling back and hurrying toward where they were before. But it doesn't take long for Casey and Severide to get fully ensconced in their own discussion about Hadley, they fail to see the boys climbing on the wooden pier railings, laughing with each other but not paying much heed to the dark murky waters below.

"Hey Uncle Kelly!" Ben's childish laughter is heard.

But mere seconds later a scream follows and both males look up in horror just as Ben topples over the edge and splashes into the waters.

"UNCLE MATT!" Griffin screams.

"KELLY!" Casey shouts in horror at not seeing Ben anywhere on dry ground.

It takes only seconds for Severide to drop his ice cream to the ground, give Casey his phone and wallet and bolt for the edge of the pier and jump right in; not caring about calling for extra help as he knows that's what Casey's there for.

"Wait right here and keep an eye on Uncle Kelly's things."

"Uncle Matt I'm sorry…" Griffin starts to blubber.

"I know. Wait here."

Casey's eyes frantically search the darkened area for a life preserver, knowing that the best man for a water rescue was in the water with the small boy; if anyone could save Ben Darden it was Kelly Severide. He looks into the water and sees nothing; his heart rate instantly exploding at the horrifying thought of losing a friend and the child of a friend.

"Kelly!"

But he soon hears Kelly's voice calling to him and his mind settles a little.

"Matt!" Severide shouts as he struggles to swim back toward the pier. "Hurry!"

"Hold on! I found a life ring!" Casey calls out after Severide shouts his name. He breaks the glass with his foot, clears off any jagged pieces with his jacket sleeve, grabs the ring and charges back toward the edge, tossing the ring into the water and then pulling back on the rope; pulling his friend and the young boy back to the edge of the dock.

"Got it!"

"I'll pull you both to shore!" Casey tells them in a loud tone as he starts to maneuver the rope toward the edge of the dock, pulling it alongside as he directs Severide to a shallower area; Severide's left arm clinging to the ring while his right holds onto precious Ben.

"They're there!" Griffin shouts excitedly as he races down the wooden docks after Casey, waiting at the top while Casey goes down to the water's edge, plucking a shivering Ben from Severide's icy grasp and wrapping him in his jacket.

"Cough it out," Casey coaxes as he gently pats Ben on the back, looking up at Severide in concern as the young boy spews out a few mouthfuls of water. "You okay?"

"Cold."

"Right. Griffin let's go."

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry," Ben whimpers as buries his chattering teeth into the folds of Casey's jacket; Casey's arms encircling him a bit tighter as they hurry back toward the truck.

"Uncle Kelly we were just paying," Griffin whimpers as he holds Severide's cold, wet hand.

"The pier is not a place to play," he looks down with a heavy frown.

"Uncle Kelly's right but we'll talk about that at home," Casey lightly reprimands.

However, what any of them failed to realize is there was someone else watching…not only watching but recording certain seemingly incriminating footage; footage that would be used against them another day. Shown to an already nervous mother by a man bent on personal revenge.

"Okay…let's get the heat turned up…" Casey's voice trails off as he looks at Severide with a frown. "I'll drive fast," he slightly smirks as he realizes that he and Griffin wouldn't generate enough body heat to keep them all warm at the start and the temperature was dropping rapidly.

"Now…" Casey asks in a low tone. "Want to tell us what happened?"

As they head for home, Griffin recalls the sad tale of how they were just playing by the edge and then one bumped the other as he was on top without holding on and fell in. Casey sternly reminds them that the dock isn't a playground and they were lucky that Uncle Kelly was there to make a swift rescue or it could have gone much worse; one of them lost, possibly drown.

"Don't tell mommy," Ben begs Casey with a tear stained face. "Please?"

"Guys…"

"We promise we'll never do it again!" Griffin rushes with a tear stained expression. "Please?"

"Please?" Ben also begs as Casey finds his frame sagging into the front seat a bit further; his mind racing to find the right answer.

"Okay," Casey promises as he looks up at Severide with a frown; not realizing that fate had already been sealed by a vindictive opponent and hiding the truth would only hurt them more. As soon as they arrive home, Severide takes Ben with him up to the bathroom and helps him get out of his soaking wet clothes and into a warm shower; leaving Casey to remain outside the bathroom in case needed as he too headed for the next unoccupied bathroom to warm up.

"Wouldn't have been so bad if I didn't just have ice cream," Severide lightly groans about half hour later as he and Casey sit down stairs with two hot coffee's in hand; both boys upstairs in bed, asleep.

"I saw him go over and…all I saw was Heather's expression that I had failed her by letting her son die," Casey moans as he looks at the small gas fireplace and shakes his head. "I was distracted."

"It wasn't your fault. They should h…"

"Have known better?" Casey interjects as Severide purses his lips.

"Fine…they're kids, I get it. But even still. I'm sure Andy when over all that dangerous stuff with them right?"

"They need reminders. I think they were caught up in the moment…they saw their mother in jail…their father's dead…we made the promise and then it was back to being kids, forgetting the danger because the adults are there. I think Andy would have told them."

"I miss him," Severide huffs as he takes a sip of his strong coffee. "I miss his…his stupid jokes, his goofy expressions…he knew how to have fun and yet…he made a success of his family."

"Something to envy," Casey agrees softly as he looks down at his coffee with a frown. "Well…"

"Yeah on that note I guess we should call it a night. They have school and we have the day off tomorrow. Any chance we can sleep in?"

"We?" Casey retorts with a smirk. "Ever tried sleeping in with a bunch of kids around?"

"That was rhetorical," Severide tosses back in sarcasm. "Goodnight."

"Yup….night," Casey nods as he watches Severide take his leave. He thinks back to their ordeal from earlier and could only imagine the scolding he'd get from Heather for taking his eyes off her kids for even a few brief moments and allowing one to nearly drown. Yeah…we'll keep this one to ourselves. With that thought, he turns down the fireplace, puts his empty mug in the sink and heads for bed; sinking in to the dark realm of sleep, seconds after his head hits the pillow.

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The plan to sleep in was rendered moot very early as Severide got a fun wakeup call by Ben jumping on his stomach and Griffin asking Casey if he had and decaffeinated coffee he was allowed to try.

"Damn…what time is it?" Severide groans as he stumbles into the kitchen; both young boys watching him in amusement. "What?" He looks up to see three faces looking at him with grins.

"Two words…bed head."

"Bed head!" Ben roars as Severide ducks into the hallway and shakes his head at his mussed hair with a small post-it stuck to one side.

"Taking notes in your sleep?" Casey smirks.

"Apparently. Just means…the bed head monster will get you!" Severide shouts as he lunges at Ben, the smaller boy uttering a playful yelp as he darts out of the kitchen, Griffin watching with an easy smile as Casey lightly frowns. Being around children came so naturally to his friend…he was the more playful of the two and children of course loved that. One of you needs to be serious, his brain correctly reminds him. Still it made him feel some remorse inside.

"You can go and join them if you want," Casey suggests to Griffin who merely shrugs and looks back down at his homework.

"I gotta get this done."

"Okay," Casey nods as he turns back to the coffee.

"Ben should be getting ready for school instead of goofing off."

Casey hears his sour words and glances back to see Griffin looking wistfully at the door, hearing the playful laughter and looking back down at his homework with a downcast expression. He knows he might not have all the correct words when it comes to playing parent but this was something he was sure about.

"You know I remember the first time my Uncle came over after the funeral…he gave horsey rides to my sister, who although was a teen and I thought way too old to be goofing off, she still found it funny. I was angry with her because it wasn't our father and I was angry at him for not being there and I was angry with my Uncle for doing that in the first place, but I wouldn't want to tell anyone. I kept it all inside. But inside I knew I was missing out," Casey explains as Griffin looks up with a mournful expression. "I know you miss your dad. I've been there. I was older but still missed mine. I still do. Hearing Ben play with Uncle Kelly makes you want him back but he's not coming back so why should he have fun right? It's okay to have fun. He'd want that. Your mom wants that."

"No she doesn't."

"Yes she does," Casey replies firmly. "She loves you both very much and that includes wanting the best for you. Go and have some fun in there. Don't miss out like I did okay? I'll call when breakfast is ready."

"Okay."

"Good boy," Casey states warmly as Griffin gets up off his chair and hurries into the other room. Within a few minutes Casey pops his head into the room to see Severide on the floor with the two boys on top of him.

"Matt, a little help here!" He calls out with a chuckle as Casey shakes his head no. "I'll…remember that," he laughs as both boys try a uniformed tickle attack. It's not very visible but Severide's able to see Casey's tight jaw and almost exasperated expression as he turns away and silently heads into the kitchen.

'Come play with us Matt!'

'I'm too old to play!'

He hears his sour tone calling out to his sister; it being a week after their mother was incarcerated and their uncle was checking up on them. He remembers hearing the laughter and the fun banter and wondering why she was wasting her time doing that stuff when they had a day to get ready for. But it makes sense now with Griffin and he could only learn from his own past misery and help the young boy to see that it wasn't wrong to have fun or enjoy life especially with those closest to him – in this case his own sibling.

"Breakfast!"

"YAY!" Three voices call out at once as they all charge into the kitchen and take their respective places. They all make small talk before it's time to pack up the lunch boxes, the knapsacks, get jackets on and get out the door to school; Casey taking them while Severide unpacks a few more personal items.

On the way back from school, Casey stops by the Firehouse to get something from his locker. But when he heads back outside to his truck, he spies a note on the windshield tucked under the wiper.

'You had no real father, who's example are you gonna follow now? The kids like Kelly better anyways.'

Casey's mind starts to swirl with the angry words as his lips curse under his breath. His eyes narrow as he looks around the surrounding area for signs of the person he suspects of writing the angsty words. Nothing. "Hadley…" he hisses as he shoves the crumpled note into his pocket and then gets into his truck; his mind racing with contemptible thoughts for a few seconds until he takes a deep breath and tells himself to focus.

"Hadley's bitter and jealous and…bitter," he reminds himself out loud; the sound of his own voice making a bigger impact on his ears as he slowly pulls away from the firehouse and heads for home. But the words were designed to cause emotional agitation and as he sits in silence and starts to mentally digest the meaning behind the words, his heart sinks. My father…no I had a father as a small boy and I loved him and we…we had a good time…don't let these words get to you, his mind implores as he reaches home.

He stops his truck a few feet behind Severide's car and stares at the blue mustang with an agitated expression. 'Have fun looking after your three children!' Hadley's mocking words start to come to the fore. Kelly is like a big kid…I'm the father here he's….STOP IT! His mind yells in haste. Hadley wants this division…this resentment. Kelly's your friend and was Andy's friend first. You need his help! Don't let Hadley divide from afar! NO!

"No," Casey whispers as he gets out of his truck and heads for the front door to his home. He pushes the door open, hears the music and stops.

"Hey, you're back early," Severide grins as he carries a few times from an open box in the living room into the small spare bedroom; Casey watching in wonder. "Wanna help?"

"I think…who's CD is that?"

"Mine. That's okay right?"

"Yeah…sure…fine," Casey rambles in haste as he pastes on a tight lipped smile and heads past Severide into the kitchen.

"Okay…what'd I do?" Severide asks with a small smirk as he lingers in the entranceway to the kitchen.

"Do? Uh…nothing," Casey replies with the same tight lipped smile as he pulls open the fridge door. But a few seconds later the door is closed, prompting Casey to look up in surprise. "I need to make a list of stuff we need if we're…what is it?"

"You tell me. You've been kinda mopey since last night."

"I don't mope," Casey argues back.

"You do at times. What's up? You're mad about the CD?"

"No. Look it's nothing."

"What is it?" Severide presses as Casey's jaw hardens.

"Look it's…it's nothing really," Casey resigns as he pulls the fridge door open again; muttering to himself as Severide watches with arched brows.

"Okay, Mr. Serious," Severide snickers as he turns to leave.

"Everything is always a joke to you!" Casey mutters under his breath as Severide stops mid-stride and turns to look at Casey in shock.

"Okay now you better tell me what's wrong?"

"Or what?"

"Or…or I'll give you a noogie…come on Matt what's going on?" Severide lightly implores.

"A noogie? You are a child!"

"What the hell?" Severide asks in surprise. "A child? Really? For having a bit of fun? Teasing my friend? Maybe I should have checked the strict tight ass rules before I moved in here!"

"Maybe you should have an…" Casey stops and then bites his tongue, his face offering an outward wince.

"What the hell is going on here? What happened this morning? And don't tell me nothing because you were fine before you left. Did you see Hadley?"

"What?"

"Did you?"

"No," Casey replies firmly. "It's….it's nothing. Really I'm just…it's nothing," Casey shakes his head as he watches Severide turn and leave the kitchen. But a few moments later the music is turned off and Severide reappears.

"Seriously don't make me wrestle you away from that fridge because you know I can," Severide lightly warns as Casey closes the door and leans against it; looking at Severide in agitation. "What…happened?"

"I'm not a good father…even a sub father I'm just not…"

"Who said something?"

"Kelly I don't…"

"WHO?"

"I don't answer to you!" Casey growls as he pulls away from the fridge and storms toward the doorway opening, his hands trying to pull his truck keys from his jacket pocket. But at the same time, the crumpled note falls out, landing at Severide's feet as Casey ambles past.

Severide quickly picks up the crumpled paper and opens the note, narrowing his eyes at the hateful words and then hurrying after his friend. "Wait a sec!"

"Let go," Casey groans as he tries to pull his arm free of Severide's grasp.

"Where'd you get this?" Severide holds up the piece of paper and wags it in front of Casey's face. "Hadley right?"

"Kelly…"

"RIGHT?"

"NO!"

"No? Then where?" Severide presses once more. "Where!"

"I found…never mind…give that…back," Casey grunts as he tries to snatch the paper back. "That's mine."

"Where'd you get this? No way…yo…." Severide huffs as Casey's arms wrap around his as he tries to wrestle the paper back.

"That is mine!"

"These are lies and you…Matt I don't want…to hurt you!"

"Then give it back!" Casey shouts as he steps back with a flushed face and racing heart. "I found that on my truck. They might be from Hadley but they aren't lies!"

"You said he wants this…this arguing and bickering…and you were right! Don't let him win!"

"I don't care!"

"Yes you do!"

"Maybe he's right!"

"He's a conniving liar!"

"I'm failing those boys!" Casey argues back.

"No you're not!"

"I nearly let one drown…I feel like I'm only the rule enforcer and you're the fun one around here and…give that…back!" Casey grumbles.

"No. Listen to me," Severide snatches the paper back and steps away from Casey's advance. "Listen! You were given this responsibility by Heather as a surprise with no warning…."

"I have no example of…"

"My father walked out on me when I was a kid because he didn't want the burden of being a father. Your father was around when you were Ben and Griffin's age. You have a great example! This…this is a lie. Kevin Hadley is a liar! He's a bitter and resentful liar."

"Ben nearly died," Casey laments as his frame sags back against the wall. "These might be lies but there is still some truth to them."

"The kids do not like me better than you. You heard them last night. That promise to not go anywhere…that was first to you and second to me. They need you as the stabilizing force in their lives. They need you Matt. Screw Hadley. He's a bitter ass and you know he's going to do whatever he can to make sure we are too busy fighting each other to look at him as the arsonist. He wants this!"

"Kelly…"

"No. This…" Severide pauses as he rips the paper into a few pieces and the scrunches it up in his fist. "This is garbage and lies and you reading and dwelling on it is wrong. Andy wouldn't want this," his voice ends with a softer, almost pleading note. "If anything he'd want us at peace for the sake of his boys. He never liked Hadley, you know that."

"I know…I just…I see you with them and you're so easy around them…and I feel like a damn drill sergeant."

"This is your home, you have to set the rules and I'm the newbie. The thrill will wear off and they'll see us as both on the same page."

"Are we?" Casey inquires with a small frown.

"Yes we are. I support your rules and you know that. If they do something wrong and you get mad, they'll hear me backing you up and vice versa. They've been with you a week, just you and I'm here but in a week…trust me we can make this work. But if you get any more of these damn notes you gotta just tear them up and throw them away as soon as you get them. We can't let him win."

"I don't want him to win but I'm sometimes lost here."

"And you think I have all the answers? Have you met my old man?" Severide retorts as Casey's face finally softens and he offers him a soft smirk.

"I don't want to fight or argue…I just…those words hurt."

"Yeah I know but they are lies. Hadley won't get away with any of this for much longer. Was there anything else?"

"No and that's the truth. I came out, I saw the note…I came home…and nearly let him win," Casey sighs heavily. "Sorry for what I said earlier."

"Sometimes I am a child. Maybe living here will do me some good also," he states with a small snicker as Casey nods in agreement. "So…we still on track for today?"

"Yes…bed shopping. I need to do my weekly stop at Heather's to make sure everything is okay and then we can go."

"Tell you what, dad's bringing by that armchair I told you about. So go and check on her place and when you get back he should be gone."

"You sure?"

"Yeah going there…hey you're not the only one that struggles with bad memories," Severide confesses lightly.

"Okay. I'll be back in about half hour at the most," Casey tells him as he heads for the door, pausing as he reaches it. "For the record…you wouldn't have won."

"Wanna bet?" Severide chuckles as he watches Casey disappear outside. His smile quickly fades as he looks down at the crumpled bits of paper in his grasp and curses Hadley's name once more. But knowing to dwell on that is what their nemesis wants so, he heads for the entertainment center, turns on the CD player once more and then goes back to his business of unpacking, the crumbled bits deposited where they belong – the garbage.

About ten minutes later his phone finally rings and he turns down the music so he can get his father's ETA.

"You close?"

"Kelly, I thought I told you to stay away from Kevin Hadley."

"That hasn't changed. Why what's up?" He asks with rising panic.

"That sentiment would also apply to Matt as well."

"Okay…dad what's going on? I can assure you that we haven't personally interacted with Hadley after his stupid stunt at the firehouse."

"Well I just got a call from Joann Connors."

"Who? Dad if this is another girlfri…"

"She's Darden's neighbor."

"So? Matt's gone to check up on the place. Has something happened?" Severide asks as his core tightens.

"She wanted to know why there are now two men looking after the place when she was told by Matt himself it was only him."

"Two?"

"She described one as Matt Casey but the other…has red hair and…"

"What the hell…Hadley?" Severide's voice dies out as he drops the phone and races for the front door.

A/N: uh oh….! *evil grin* Okay so what is Hadley's real game? Just to cause tension or something more? Is Casey okay? What will Severide find when he arrives? And I had to get a small scare (yup a bigger one is coming) in there with the fall in the river. Will Heather actually find out? And what happens when she does? I had to get a few emotional growing pains in there for our boys b/c I think it would be natural for them to but heads a bit over Casey's silence and hope that was okay. so…would love your thoughts as always (they keep us working hard for you during this 3 week hiatus- yes our show is back on Nov 12th) so please do review before you go and thanks!

PS: Not sure there will be a new one shot this week as the last two were weaker compared to the ones before them *sigh* so am just gonna concentrate on another update. Have a great Sunday everyone!