Mark was pissed at the world when he navigated his truck to 714 Delaware Street. DJ answered the door when Mark knocked on it.

"Hi, DJ." Mark said walking in the house with his hands in his coat pockets.

"Hi, Mark." DJ said, wondering why Mark was there.

Dan saw Mark from the kitchen and came in the living room. "Mark, Mark, Mark, If Becky finds out you're here she'll know I'm home. I was going to wait for the weekend to tell my daughters I'm home."

DJ closed the living room door as Mark spoke standing behind the couch.

"I know Dan, it's just that we got into this huge fight and she locked me out." Dan and DJ could tell that Mark was upset.

Dan relaxed. "Huh, okay you can stay here, but you have to promise that you won't tell Becky." Dan pointed his finger at Mark.

"I promise."

"Okay, I'm making spaghetti for dinner." Dan walked into the kitchen. Mark followed him and saw Dan's special cookbook lying on the table.

"A cookbook? I didn't know you know how to cook." Mark said as he studied the back of the book. Dan came to him and grabbed it out of his hands.

"I don't. Jackie thought this would help me learn." Dan took the book and hid it in a cabinet.

"Oh." Mark had an uncomfortable look on his face and Dan sensed there was something he wanted to say. Dan stared at Mark until he got the idea.

"Is there something on your mind, Mark?"

Mark stood there, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. "I was just wondering…uh…if this means…I mean…uh…" Mark watched his son in law stutter himself silly.

"Just say it Mark." Dan found himself just a little annoyed.

"Are we not allowed to uh…drink here anymore?" Mark asked quickly then looked away, as Dan also looked away.

Dan hadn't really thought about his house being a dry state yet, so Dan didn't really know what to say.

"Uh, No I chose to quit drinking and I am not going deny my friends and family beer….especially when my mother in law is here…." Dan started his answer serious but went for a joke, just knowing that if the holidays were going to go on as normal (Which Dan wanted, in spite of everything, even Bev.)

"Oh, the guys wanted to know for poker nights." Mark was still trying to avoid eye contact with Dan, but Dan stood in his corner looking at Mark anyway.

"And you drew the shortest straw too, I bet." Dan said, just knowing that was how the question came about.

Mark shook his head. "No I lost the coin toss to Chuck." Mark saw Jerry in his playpen and went to play with his littlest brother in law.

He sat next to DJ on the couch. DJ was playing Super Mario Brothers.

Dan turned on the stove to boil the water, and came in to the living room and sat on the chair in front if the fireplace.

"You know it's kind of weird having a brother in law whose a baby." Mark said letting Jerry stand up on his knees while holding his little hands.

Dan smiled. "It's also kind of weird to have a brother who whose just about to turn eight, and a sister whose about to turn seven."

DJ looked at his dad. "Hey dad how come we hardly see Angelina and Little Ed?"

Dan looked at DJ. "Well Son, that's a good question. I can't really say for sure."

DJ nodded and unpaused Mario and started playing again. Dan took Jerry from Mark and Mark started to play with DJ. That night went by fast and everyone decided it was time for bed. Dan was amazed that he actually fathered a kid who kept a regular 9 hour sleeping schedule. Dan found himself forced to go (NOT) sleep in his own bed. He tossed and turned, contemplating the bed in the basement, but then was afraid of not hearing Jerry, so he stayed in his room.

As he laid there with his head on his pillow, he started to feel a very light weight behind him. A familiar weight….

Dan looked behind his shoulder. "Rosie, why don't you do me a favor and haunt you're mother. After all if you scare her she could die of a heart attack…" Dan's imagination stopped its game and Dan somehow felt the eerie weight on his mattress go away, leaving Dan to really believe his wife was haunting him.

Dan watched the clock and gave up on sleep (he did doze off a few times but always woke up like thirty minutes later) and got out of bed 45 minutes before his alarm clock.

He took a shower and checked on Jerry, and later found himself sitting at the kitchen table doing nothing at all. Just sitting.

Darlene tossed and turned in the bed next to David. David woke up and found his fiancée on her back staring at the ceiling.

"What's wrong Darlene?" David asked, rolling over and putting his hand on Darlene's stomach.

"I don't know. It's just I can't stop thinking about our house sitting there with no one living in it…" David listened to Darlene but was puzzled.

"People will live there; we just got to wait for your dad to get home."

Darlene nodded gently and turned towards David so they were cuddling. "David, I can't get that image out of my head with dad in the hospital and my mom in her casket…I close my eyes and that's like all I can think about…" Darlene had tears in her eyes.

David knew that this moment was probably happening because of Darlene's hormones but he didn't care and comforted her.

Mark woke up and saw Dan at the table. He could see that Dan had a faraway look on his face as he sat in his spot at the end of the table staring absent mindedly at a corner of the kitchen.

Mark got off the couch and went to Dan. "Are you okay Dan?"

Dan didn't answer or acknowledge Mark's existence while he replayed one of him and Roseanne's biggest fights on their marriage in his head.

"You want me to fix dinner? I'm Fixing Dinner." Dan saw himself go to the open door pantry and grab a great big can of creamed corn. He saw Roseanne's reaction as he did that 8 years ago. "Oh but honey, you just fixed dinner seven years ago!"

Mark watched Dan's facial expressions, as his went back and forth like he was watching somebody in the kitchen that only Dan could see.

Mark gently tapped Dan on his arm. "Dan?"

Dan snapped out of it. "Oh Mark, how'd you sleep?"

"Okay, I don't know how you could sleep on that couch."

Dan smiled and put his hand on Marks. "Well, Mark, I had too."