A/N: Here is just a quick little thing to celebrate National Sibling Day once again. Though, this time, it's from a different perspective. If you have siblings, you'll understand this moment. Enjoy!

"You ready to get down, Hayley-Ro?" Austin asks, rounding the corner to check on his still pouting daughter.

"No," Hayley grunts, not looking at her dad. She's been in time-out longer than she should have, but she's strong-willed that one; no idea where she gets it from

"Well then you're going to have to stay there until you're ready," Austin shrugs, turning to leave.

"But I play! I play!" Hayley whines, her voice cracking.

"Not until you're ready to apologize to your brother. You know we don't hit, even if you thought it was a game."

"I play!" And now she's crying again, and Austin leaves the room, simply answering "she wasn't ready" when his siblings ask why Hayley wasn't with him.

Five minutes later, Austin tries again to collect his daughter. She must have gotten up and snuck into the playroom because a baby doll is in her arms that wasn't there before. Hayley is still pouting, but Austin can tell she's ready.

"Hayley?"

"Daddy." her tiny whisper of his name softens his frustration a ton.

"Baby, we miss seeing your face outside. Are you ready to come play with us now?"

"I ready," Hayley nods, sliding down from the high chair, that was part of a set once belonging to Christine's grandmother that was split between the kids and grandkids after her passing, and taking his hand. "I sorry, Daddy. I be good."

"I know, baby. Take a breath; a fresh start." They emerge onto the back patio and all the adults herald Hayley's arrival with cheers and excitement of missing her so much in the past twenty minutes. "Go play," Austin says, scooting his baby girl off to be with the other kids. "And say sorry to your brother."

The adults watch the little blonde girl in the sunny yellow dress, baby doll in hand, walk across the grass and hug her older brother in an apology before showing the doll to her cousin Chyler and getting pulled into an imaginary world; the fight from earlier now long forgotten.

"Reminds me of us when we were little," Danielle observes, still watching the kids.

"Yeah; all that's missing is a blue lightsaber and about six couch cushions," Austin smiles, remembering a similar fight from their youth.

"Mom was so mad at us that day," Dani chuckles.

"She was. But when it was all said and done we all ate popcorn and watch a movie like it never even happened."

"Yeah," Danielle nods. They both understand Hayley and her brother; how fights between siblings can end in a second and ten minutes later, you're loving on each other like it never even happened.

It was that day that Austin knew having his kids so close together in age was more blessing than curse, and Danielle knew she wanted her daughter to have a sibling; to know what she and Hayley knew.