"What about watching alice in wonderland 2 this weekend? I always wanted to see it?"
Sylvie and Jimmy were sitting in the ambo after they returned from a call.
Being secretely together since 20 days, they used to spend the weekends together.
This time it was on Brett to choose how they could spend their day off.
"I'm sorry, but I can't."
Sylvie looked a little bit shocked, but kept driving until they reached the parking lot.
"If you don't like the movie we can…"
"No, it's not about that."
Jimmy sighed, closed his eyes and then started to speak again.
"It's about my sister-in-law. I promised Stacie to watch the kids from Saturday to Sunday. I would cancel it but it's her first day off work since Danny died and she really needs some time off."
"Can I join you?"
Jimmys face enlightened when he realized what she meant.
"Sure. I would love that."
"Great."
"You can come to my house as soon as possible."
"Done", she told him already happy about the upcoming time, when he tried to reduce her expectations.
"You will regrett that. Wait until you meet my nieces and nephew. That's all I'm saying."
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"I don't want to sleep", 5 year old Emily stood on her mattress, crossing her arms, giving her uncle a hard time.
"I forgot my blanket at home and Jamie is teasing says I'm a pig."
"You are a donkey", her 8 year old brother added, creating an even more angry expression on her face.
"Alright guys. It's bed time. No bad words or discussions anymore."
Sylvie Brett looked at her boyfriend, totally exhausted.
She had watched a lot of kids but this was something she hadn't experienced during the last five years.
"Can you read us a good night story, uncle Jimmy", the little girl asked, cheering her brother up.
"Yeah, come on. We want to hear a good night story."
Jimmy sighed when they started to scream.
"Goodnight story! Goodnight story! Goodnight story!", they applauded until Borrelli sat down next to them.
"Okay, alright. Which one?"
"The big red barn."
"Really? I thought you don't like that book", Jimmy told his nephew who picked another one from the shelf.
Sylvie watched the whole scene with a smile on her face. Not only that she loved this man. His way to treat children was unique.
With Jamie picking a book that Jimmy started to read while holding the children in his arms, Emily got more quiet within minutes.
In the middle of the book, Jimmy had to pause the story because her tears were wetting the paper.
"Hey, what's the matter, baby? Why are you crying?", he asked his niece.
Sylvie who also recognized the tears reached for a tissue from the drawer and handled it to them.
Jimmy was the one who grapped it, gentely wiping the tears from Emilys face.
"I know why she's upset. It's the book daddy used to read us."
Jamie hit the point. Thats when Emily used to cry harder.
"I miss him so much."
Helplessely Jimmy glanced to Sylvie wrapping his arms around the small body of his niece, so she could cry into hi schest.
"I know, baby. I know", Jimmy gave her a kiss on the forehead , what only resulted the opposite because she was crying harder.
"Shh…It's okay. It's alright. He's watching you. Where ever he is"
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Jimmy closed the door silently after both had been fallen asleep.
He looked at Sylvie in concern and sighed.
"They're still suffering. Emily was always a daddys girl. Very concentrated on her dad. They had a special bond."
Sylvie nodded in understandment.
"Must be hard. Losing a parent is always a tough thing."
Borrelli nodded and looked at the clock. From the expression on his face, it was easy to tell that there was something wrong.
"Where the hell iss he? She already should be at home since 8."
Brett who seemed a little bit irritated glanced at her boyfriend in disbelief.
"Stacie? I thought she would pick up the kids by tomorrow."
"No, Savannah. My 13 year old niece. Sorry, I think I forgot to tell you. It's Dannys daughter from a former relationship. She moved in with them around 6 months ago after her mom lost her battle with cancer. Since Danny died and Stacie took the responsibility as her guardian she is freaking out completely. Always on something. Always with a guy that is having a bad influence on her."
"And you said she's 13?"
Jimmy nodded seriously.
"Yeah. She is."
Around 30 minutes later- Jimmy already wanted to call the cops- it knocked on the door.
Borrelli rushed tot he entrance and opened.
"Hey, uncle Jimmy. Nice to see you", she greeted him like nothing happened. From the smell of her breath he could tell that she was drinking too much.
She already wanted to enter the house, when Jimmy held her back.
"Wait, wait, wait. Not so fast. You know how late it is?"
She shrugged her shoulders.
"I lost my watch."
"Yeah sure", Jimmy said ironically, shaking his head in disbelief.
"It's 10. You should have been at home at 8."
"Come on. Don't make such a big deal out o fit."
"You're 13. And you are drunk."
"No."
"Don't lie to me, Savannah. You have. I'm not stupid", Jimmy said in a loud voice that Brett had barely heard before.
Even the teenager winced.
"Who is she?", Savannah asked, noticing Sylvie staying at the floor.
"My girlfriend."
She got a devilish glance on her face.
"Uncle Jimmy has a girlfriend. That's funny", she started laughing and walked into the house like nothing happened.
Her moves seemed unsteady. She wasn't able to walk very good.
"Savannah?"
The 13 year old walked to the kitchen and stopped during the middle of her way.
Within seconds her legs were giving in and she collapsed to the ground.
Jimmy and Sylvie watched the scene with wide eyes and ran to her like maniacs during seconds.
They both kneeled down on the ground while Jimmy patted on her cheeks.