"Oh no, I'm definitely teaching him how to drive."

"Oh please, you ran a red light yesterday. I'm doing it."

"We were chasing down a Chinese cyber terrorist!"

I heard my sister come up behind me. "Are they still…?"

I turned to her. "Good luck, Cal. When it's your turn, I won't be here to save you from this."

She laughed. "Save me? Please, Max. I can take care of myself."

I smiled. "Of course you can."

"How long have they been going at this?"

I looked at my watch. "15 minutes, so far."

"How long 'til they start making out?"

I thought for a second. "10 more minutes."

"No, no," Callie laughed. "5 minutes maximum. The usual bet?"

"You're on, girl."

She crouched down next to me in the kitchen. I could she Mom and Dad better than she could, but that didn't stop my little sister. Her ear was pressed up against the wall and she was practically on top of me straining to see.

"Kens, he's going to learn to drive from his dad. It's a dad thing."

"Is not!"

"You know you're impatient."

"You're a terrible driver!"

"You call and ask Nell who's teaching Samantha how to drive."

The mere mention of Sammy made my insides melt just a little. I tried to zone back in.

"Sammy won't start driving until next year, leave them out of this. And it'll probably be Nell."

Dad rolled his eyes. "I want to do it, Kensi."

"There we go."

"You know I didn't have best fath…"

"I know you didn't. You're a… decent driver. You just have to tell me what you want. That's what I was getting at. I'm pretty sure Max would die if I tried to teach him. He definitely wants you."

"He loves you too, Kens."

"I know that. But Deeks?"

"Yeah?"

"He has a relationship with you like I had with my dad. That's all I ever wanted for my kids."

Dad blushed, bowing his head in a little laugh. Her lips found his and her hand tilted his chin. Callie started to cheer, but I stopped her. "Not yet."

"I can't believe our baby boy is driving," he said.

"Where has time gone?" she asked. "Seems like just yesterday Callie was home with the chickenpox and Maxwell was off to his first week of marching band camp."

"I don't know where time has gone, but at least I'm spending it with you."

I looked at Callie. She was smiling, and I shook my head in defeat. With that statement, the makeout session began. 4 minutes and 52 seconds. I lost… again.

I walked over to the cupboard and got out four glasses. Normally I'd only have to get one for our bet, but something about Mom and Dad's conversation had me feeling generous. I pulled the ice cream out of the freezer, and began scooping it into the cups. Next I worked on the hot fudge and the cherries and sprinkles, and soon, four hot fudge sundaes lined the counter.

Mom and Dad heard the noises in the kitchen, and soon they joined us. We sat at the snack bar, laughing and smiling. Sharing more memories.

My family isn't normal, but we know how to make memories.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

"Verdict on the driving thing? Hope you're all still alive, :p, , Sammy."

I smiled and answered swiftly, shoving my phone back into my pocket. I tried to live back in the moment, Dad trying to steal Mom's cherry, Mom poking him with end of hers. I just hope that one day, I'll get to experience love just like my parents show Callie and I every single day.