Just a fluffy chapter to keep you all going. Thank you for all the suggestions, I'm currently working on one where Christian will accidently hurt Thomas so thank you to the people who suggested it. Please review, and I hope you enjoy.

It's on rare occasions we can all just sit together without any arguing, hostility or tension. We used to do it all the time when we were younger, but as we got older things changed.

I watch my family laugh at my expense, all of them grinning at me so I can't help but grin back.

"I can still remember the look on your face when you came running down to me," Theo reminisces with happy tears in his eyes. "Theo! Daddy is doing something to Mommy!" He mocks trying to act out me as a 5 year old.

I smirk over at him, and respond. "I was an innocent little boy, who walked in on his parents having sex, what did you expect?"

"That was some good sex," My Dad says on a wolfish grin directed at my Mom, who blushes and gently shoves him in the shoulder. They are sitting on the large couch together, their arms around each other. I'm perched next to them, making sure to keep my distance though because they occasionally get a little too handy with each other for my liking.

Theo, Phoebe and I make gagging noises earning amused smirks off my parents. "Quiet you three, that's how you were all made." My Mother chastised but she's grinning.

"Did you plan us all?" Phoebe asks curiously from the other leather couch where she sat with my brother. They both look over at our parents with intrigued expressions.

My Mom shakes her head slowly. "Actually, none of you were planned. Which is why we had you quite young."

I scoff. "So it's not because you were both frisky as fuck?" I ask with a grin. My brother and sister laugh. My parents send me a glare.

"Watch your language." My Dad warns but then his face softens again, "But yes we were extremely frisky, still are." He adds and we all pretend to gag again. This time my parents laugh.

Phoebe looks over at my Dad grinning. "I bet you absolutely freaked when you found out Mom was pregnant with Theo." She teases and my Dad tenses slightly.

"Yes, I was shocked" He mumbles warily and my Mom giggles over at him, stroking his cheek.

"That is the understatement of the century." She retorts and he grins over at her, shaking his head.

"Fine, yes I completely freaked out. My 23 year old wife, whom I'd been married to for a few months tells me she's pregnant, what else could I do? But as soon as I held Teddy in my arms for the first time, I knew I was going to love him for the rest of his life. He was my first born, my pride and joy." He recalls smiling his proper smile, the one he only saves for his family.

"Just remember that the next time I do something wrong," My Brother comments with a smirk. My Dad rolls his eyes.

"What about when you first held me in your arms Dad?" Phoebe asks him. He smiles over at her and takes her hand across the gap between the couches.

"I remember looking down at your brown hair and thinking you were the optimum of beauty, the spitting image of your mother. Both of you, were and still are the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. Then you opened your eyes, and I realised you had my grey ones and my heart melted. I wanted to lock you away forever, you were just too perfect, too good for any boy. I still think that, you know." Phoebe looked like she was about to cry at his words.

"I think that too," I comment, agreeing that no boy would ever be good enough for my sister.

"As do I," Theo adds. My Father smiles at both of us with a nod. Phoebe rolls her eyes.

"What about when Tommy was born?" She asks with a grin over at me. My Dad looks over at me with a grin, and I raise my eyebrows expectantly.

"Bear in mind by the time Thomas was born we already had a 5 year old son, and a 3 year old daughter," My Dad begins "We didn't plan on having any more kids for a while, but then Thomas came along and obviously we couldn't get rid of him."

I raise an eyebrow and smirk. "Geez sorry for the inconvenience Dad,"

"Well, I suppose it was partly mine and your Mom's fault," He jokes reaching his hand over and ruffling my hair "But anyway, so Thomas was born and I was holding him in my arms, and he opened his eyes. I was amazed by them, these intense blue eyes. I thought your Mom's eyes were blue but then I saw his, they were like the ocean,"

"Tommy, you do have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen." My sister interrupts smiling warmly over at me. I roll my eyes at her.

My Dad smirks over at me before continuing. "Just as I was about to place him in your Mom's arms he gave me the cheekiest grin I'd ever seen, the exact grin he has on his face now, and I knew then he was going to give me trouble, and I was right."

"So, was I the cutest baby?" I ask with a grin.

"You were all beautiful babies," My Mom boasts happily "And you all still are very beautiful, even though you drive us crazy." She adds with a wry look over at me. I grin innocently.

"So, who's your favourite?" Theo asks jokily, leaning forward from his seat and grinning at my parents who shake their head in amusement.

"Obviously, you'll be Mom's favourite and Phoebe will be Dad's favourite," I muse, trying to hide any hurt from the truth behind the statement.

My parents look over at me with sad eyes, and my Mom pulls me closer to them so they could both wrap their arms around me. I tried to pull away but they both pulled me back into the middle of them.

"That's not true Thomas. We love you all equally." She promises stroking my hair "Although, there are times when we favour one of you over the other." She adds teasingly. She looks down at me, and I know she thinks I don't believe her when she says she loves us all equally. She's right.

"I'm pretty sure when you were younger, you were Dad's favourite," My sister says softly, and I don't know if she's saying it to make me feel better or because she meant it.

I scoff anyway. "Yeah right was I."

My Dad eyes me and smiles. "You used to be such a Daddy's boy." He teases and I nod my head in disagreement.

"I have never been your boy, and I never will be. I'm my own boy." I reply smirking.

"You and Theo will always be my boys," He replies soothingly and I smile.