Hmm... So no Rudy or Sandra, sorry. I'd like to thank Zoey2012 for reminding me of this stories existence. It took a while to track down this chapter and it turned out a bit more complicated than I had anticipated. Anyway, a quick recap:

Dorian found a small android girl named Cat while on a mission with John. Not wanting to abandon her they took her back to Rudy. After scanning her and looking at her programming they found that she was very much like a human, requiring all of the essential elements to live. So John and Dorian indirectly adopt a small child while Rudy tries to find what happened to the original recipients. Eventually Sandra calls and has Dorian move in with John, much to John's displeasure. The next day at the precinct they have a case, involving two children (one male, Spencer-17, and one female, Oz-10), a house fire, and a man in black. After explaining what happened before and after the house fire Dorian has Spenser tell him more while John takes Cat and Oz to lunch.

Dorian watched as John left with the two girls. He turned back to Spenser. "There's something else isn't there?" He watched Spenser's expression closely noticing that the grey haired boy was chewing on the inside of his cheek.

"Yeah..." He took a deep breath. "There's a lot more."

"Do you mind telling me?"

"That's why I'm here isn't it?" Spenser said as he leaned back in the chair and crossed his legs.

"Yeah." Dorian smiled lightly. "I guess it is."

"Yeah..." Spenser seemed to trail off on what he was thinking. "I'm sure that someone, or something, hacked the programming of my bot."

"Why do you think that?"

"I've created bots for my friends and they've been perfectly fine. Now I'm worried that whatever happened to my bot will happen to theirs."

"You seem to be putting a bunch of pressure on yourself." Dorian said.

"You don't know what it's like to do something so great that everyone looks up to you and then something glitches out then everyone hates you!" Spenser's breathing was short and panicked.

"Calm down." Dorian said soothingly. "That's what happened to the DRNs. People looked up to us and then something in our systems seemed to glitch out so they shut us down."

"Really?" Spenser asked through his fingers.

"Yeah. Is there anything else?"

"I... saw this guy. He was clad in black and he seemed to be watching me as I ran from the house with Oz. I'd seen him before, he'd never been looking at me though, and thought nothing of it. Now I'm starting to think that... that maybe he's behind what happened." Spenser shivered slightly. "What if he was sent to kill me, or worse, to kill Oz?"

"We'll make sure you're safe." Dorian assured. "We can put you and your sister in a safe-house so there's no chance of anyone hurting you."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Papa?"

"What?" John looked into the rearview window and into Cat's violet eyes.

"Do you really like Papa Dee?" Cat's voice was small.

John blinked. "Y-yeah kid. I mean, he is the reason I adopted you."

"Are you sure? You don't seem happy when he's around." She stopped toying with Richard's jacket cuffs.

"What? No that's not it, he sometimes irritates me but it's not that I don't like him."

"Then why do you act cold towards him?" She shifted in the car seat.

"That's just it, an act." He smiled softly. "I'd never truly show him my feelings, the others would call me names."

"And you'd take their bullying?" Oz asked as she shifted her gaze from the window.

"Not exactly." The corner of his lips twitched upwards. "There'd be a lot of punches and plenty of blood."

"Gross." Cat's nose scrunched up slightly.

"I never said it would be pretty." He smirked.

"Not funny!" Cat whimpered.

"Oh calm down." John chuckled lightheartedly. "I was only teasing." He took a deep breath, not entirely understanding why he was telling the two girls. If he'd been speaking to anyone else he'd have shot them down in their questions with a harsh glare. "It would mostly be Richard who would tease me."

Cat raised a slim eyebrow and tilted her head. "Why would uncle Richard tease you if you showed your feelings?"

John raised an eyebrow. What reason would they have? "Because that's what people do," John answered simply. "People may have grown more lenient towards people of that lifestyle but that doesn't mean all of the accept them."

"So you're saying uncle Richard is one of them?"

"Not necessarily. What I'm saying is that he'd tease me, even if he was indifferent." John scratched the back of his neck as he pulled up to a noodle shop. "It's just something we do, we've never been close."

Cat looked thoughtful for a moment, the violet light twinkling on her cheek. "I don't think he's actually like that."

John turned to look at her. "What makes you say that?"

"That's his way. Some people find it necessary to mask their true intentions. Like you, you act cold to Papa because you're scared of your emotions–scared of being teased." She watched John get out of the car and open the door for herself and Oz.

John was too deep in thought to make a coherent sentence so instead he let Cat drag him inside and push him into the booth. Oz crawled into the other side beside Cat. "I think you broke him," she whispered.

Cat shook her head. "He's just thinking." When the waitress came over she took it upon herself to order for the three of them.

John walked behind Cat and Oz as they returned to the precinct. He held the door for them and followed them over to his desk. Cat immediately went to his candy drawer.

Richard came over with two holo films and handed the to the girls. "You think you could draw me some pretty pictures?" He smiled down at Cat before crouching to be more level. She nodded fervently and he ruffled her hair with a soft smile.

"Uncle Richard?"

"Yeah kiddo?"

She scrunched her nose. "If Papa were to admit he had feelings for someone would you tease him?"

Richard looked shocked by the question but took on a thoughtful expression anyway. "We're talking about John right?" Cat nodded. "I probably would."

"Why?" She was genuinely curious and fiddled with the cuff of his jacket sleeve again.

"Because it's hard to imagine him being sentimental." Richard said.

"I could say the same about you, yet here you are." John said from behind Richard, Cat's eyes widened and it was obvious she also hadn't realized his presence.

"Shut up Kennex." Richard mumbled, rubbing Cat's head again. He turned to Cat and saw her hand playing with the sleeve cuff. "You can keep the jacket, I've got others at home."

"No you don't." Oz said.

They all turned to her with various expressions. "What?"

"You only have the one jacket."

"How would you know?" Richard was starting to become defensive but Cat's small hand on his made him calm down slightly.

"Because it's easy to deduct." Oz blinked rather amusedly at them. "Isn't it obvious?" Upon seeing their blank expressions she let out an exasperated sigh. "That jacket's well worn, implying that it's the only one you have or that it's your favourite jacket. As you're not fond of showing sentiment it's obvious that it's your only one, but why? I you didn't show sentiment why keep a single jacket as if it meant something more? The answer is plain, the embroidered J.P. on the collar says quite clearly that it's been handed down, whether by your father or brother it was obvious you were very close. Therefore it would be your favourite jacket, as it comes from a family member that would say that it's very dear to you.

"If it were dear to you, why would you give it away? The answer is simple, either the person who gave it to you has passed away or you've gotten into an argument with said person, as your eyes are sad and your posture is more poor that you would normally stand the former is becoming more liable. Also the fact that if you were not sad then you would not have been so carefree on showing sentiment towards anyone in the company of your coworkers." Oz raised an eyebrow. "Have I missed anything?"

Richard gawked at her for a moment, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water. "How did you...?"

"She's a genius." Spenser said as he walked over with Dorian. "I'm sorry, I'd forgotten to mention that. She doesn't talk much so it's an easy thing to forget to mention."

Richard composed himself slightly, nose twitching. He raised a hand and rubbed at his nose. "Jericho Paul." He looked at Oz. "My brother, his name was Jericho Paul. He's been in the hospital for a while now, he passed last night during the surgery."

Cat held his hand and he looked down at her with a sad smile. "Uncle Richard?" She glanced at John and Dorian, grimacing slightly before continuing. "Will you come have dinner with us tonight?"

Richard glanced at John who had started choking on his cup of coffee. With a raised eyebrow Richard spoke. "Kennex? May I?"

Still coughing, John tried to compose himself. "S-sure, but I ain't cooking."

Dorian beamed. "I'll cook. I may not be able to taste it, but I'm sure Cat will help," she nodded happily. "We'll need to do some shopping though. The only things you seem to have in your house are sardines, crackers, and beer."

John nodded slightly, absolutely lost on how he'd come to not hate Richard within the short span of six minutes. He glanced at Oz who was drawing a vase of flowers. Cat was drawing several figures. "Alright. Better start shopping then, shouldn't we?"

Dorian nodded and Cat grabbed another handful of candy, throwing a quick goodbye to the other three before following John and Dorian back to the cruiser.

Ha, an indirect direct reference to Sherlock. Ah... I watched the first episode of season two last night before bed, as well as the first episode of Firefly. So there's a bit of drama... If you have suggestions on what they have at dinner feel free to tell me, otherwise they'll probably have beef stew or pork roast or something like that. Sorry for the terribly long wait guys! I've been having writers block with this one and Almost Wolf (andhavebeenneglectingmyotherfandomsinfavourofHarryPotter...). But here I am! No need to fret! Merry Christmas incase I don't get another chapter up before so. ~Cat.