A/N: OKAY!! BRILLIANT BRAIN!! It got another idea and I just finished the last chapter. So I'm writing more today!! Be happy!! And Kevin 11,000 never happened. He's too good for that nao. lol

A Plan Including Devlin

Devlin looked at his parents. His mom had dinner in her lap. It was fast food since neither she or her husband could cook. Or at least cook well that is. He smiled remembering the last time their house had almost burned down. His mother's fault. His father had given up on trying anymore. Probably for the best. Anymore house fires and the police would have them arrested for starting the fires on purpose. Even if Gwen was the Ben 10,000's cousin, they weren't above the law. Especially when Kevin was involved.

"So any plans for tonight?" Kevin asked.

"Nothing. We can all just stay inside for once." Gwen let out a long sigh, resting her head on her husband's shoulder. "Finally. Some peace and quiet."

"Good." He put his arm around her and looked over his shoulder at Devlin.

Devlin grinned. Seeing his parents like that never got old. They always seemed so happy together in the worst of situations. Even when the house was gone (which was pretty often nowadays). Uncle Ben and Kenny always let them stay at their place. Sometimes not Kevin, but close enough.

Life was pretty good. Could've been worse in Kevin's eyes. They could all be stuck living on the streets. He would never let that happen. Yup. Definitely could be worse. There were fights, but it was always a brighter day tomorrow. That's what they all told themselves. So far, it was working.

Gwen ran her fingers through Kevin's hair, glad that they were finally together fifteen years later after everything happened when they were still a team with Ben. "Got any homework, Devlin?" she asked.

"Nope," her son replied quickly. He was ready for a peaceful Friday night. Some video games with Ken. Maybe watching some tv with his parents.

Kevin kept one hand on the wheel and placed the other on Gwen's knee. He reached sneakily for the bag of dinner even though he knew it was pointless to try. Nothing ever got past her.

Gwen swatted him away. "Don't even try."

"It'd be safer back here with me," Devlin pointed out, hoping she'd see things his way. He'd be able to get to his dinner faster.

"I'm not letting either of you have it, boys." Gwen smiled warmly. They could all have a good time even sitting in that old car. Just relaxing with a bit of time as a family.

Devlin nearly snarled aloud. He had to bite his tongue to keep it from slipping out.

The car slid along the road. Kevin would never give up that car even if they invented new cars that could fly and be fighter jets at the same time. Never in a million years.

"Ben's letting us stay at his place tonight, right?" Kevin asked his wife softly, taking his eyes off the road for only a minute to look at her lovingly. He adored her. She was all he wanted and he finally had it. And Devlin. The boy was great. Better than he was at that age. Good grades, less anger, and a better attitude.

"Yeah. He says we can come over whenever."

The only thing that sucks about being Kevin Levin's son: his powers. The whole Anodite thing skipped a generation. Again. Absorbing electricity was another issue about having the house gone every few days (good thing Kevin had enough friends to have it rebuilt quickly). Devlin tried to keep it under control, but it was all so much harder. How had his father been able to get by?

He even looked like his father. Deep muddy brown eyes. Slight build. Shaggy black hair hanging in his face. Then there's the added the legacy of being a total monster, making it harder to earn everyone's trust. If only it had been anyone else. Anyone. But then he wouldn't be Devlin. He'd be someone totally different.

And there's the suffering from normal tragedies that seem to occur everyday. House on fire. Something spontaneously combusting. It had become natural

Kevin was usually able to put a fire out in a matter of seconds. Gwen would grab Devlin and keep him away from the danger until she was sure it was all over. She hardly ever worried about her husband. He was a big boy. He could take care of himself. Most of the time…

In the worst of times, they always seemed to make it through. The boy liked that. They never suffered, never starved. Kevin would never let that happen. He always swore to it.

Gwen told Devlin of his father's past. Being bad and alone on the streets. Killing, fighting, stealing. But also of how he'd changed. Never had he heard anything from Kevin. The stories were only from his mother.

"How long till we're at Uncle Ben's?" Devlin asked.

Ben wasn't really his uncle. But close enough, right? There were enough lineages to go through without remembering specifics. Mostly on Gwen's side of the family. Kevin's, nothing. Just his grandmother and grandfather.

"A few more minutes," Kevin said from the driver's seat. "Just wait a little longer."

Devlin sank deeper into the seat, staring out the windshield.

His father looked over his shoulder and winked.

Time for 'Plan Devlin'.

It was fool proof. Even if the only two who knew about it were the fools.

So maybe it wasn't quite fool proof.

"Are you sure you don't want me to hold that?" Kevin asked one more time, gesturing to the bag in Gwen's lap. His eyes met hers.

"Yes, I'm sure!" she laughed, holding it just out of his reach. "Quit asking and keep driving! We would be there by now if you'd just get a different and faster car!"

"Just remember, this is the car that we had our first real kiss in and you loved this car."

"No, you loved this car."

"But you love it too because you love me, right?"

Gwen touched her lips to his for a moment. "Yes, Kevin. Now shut up and keep driving."

Definitely not fool proof.

Kevin looked back at his son and gave a little shrug. His eyes sparkled with disappointment and joy. Either way, they'd plotted it together. Bonding time. Something Devlin spent more with Kenny instead of his father and Kevin was always busy with some kind of new job. He couldn't keep one very well, but he wouldn't stop trying. Anything for his family.

At the signal of a little nod, Devlin smiled. "Hey, Mom?"

"Yes?" Gwen replied, her gaze flicking back to her son.

"Where do babies come from?"

Gwen face went pale for a moment and her green eyes grew wide and round before she instantly vanished leaving Kevin and Devlin alone in the car.

The two cracked up, finding it hilarious beyond belief.

"Did you see her face?!" Kevin laughed.

"Oh yeah!" Devlin chuckled. He gave his father a high-five. "It didn't work very well, but it was still funny!"

"It worked alright!" Kevin said with a snicker. "I never said we had to have the food. As long as she got that horrified look on her face!" He patted the passenger seat. "Get up here."

The boy jumped to the seat and yelled, "I call shotgun!"

"Now she can't argue!" Kevin said, ruffling his son's hair. He breathed for a few seconds before saying, "That was awesome."

"Love you, Dad," Devlin said softly.

Kevin leaned over and kissed his son's forehead. "Love you too."

The car rolled onward as Ben's house appeared in the distance.

A/N: this has been on my mind for a while. Kevin is amazing. He learned from his issues and this kinda showed how I picture him in about fifteen years. Still a delinquent. Still troublesome. And HILARIOUS!! R&R plz! And yush ik da title is very very sucky.