"I didn't know rock stars took time out of their busy schedules to cook," Rachel came down the stairs, the smell of pancakes greeting her from the kitchen. Bobby hadn't been there when she'd woken up, and she'd found Ian had already bounded down the stairs in his spider man pajamas to help Jack with breakfast.

It was Thanksgiving Day, so the boys knew that it wasn't a smart move to begin their interrogation on the city of Detroit on a holiday. No one was around…they'd find a dead end pretty quickly.

But, of course, Bobby had found something to do at an ungodly hour of the morning.

"McDonald's is only cool for so long," Jack replied. He poured some more batter into the pan while Ian stood on a chair next to him, mixing the other bowl.

Rachel suddenly reached out and covered Ian's ears, "Don't say the 'M' word…" she warned. With a laugh she slowly released her son and kissed his head, "Morning babe…"

"Morning mama," he said, looking rather proud as he helped Jack with breakfast.

"Mmm…what's for breakfast- I'm starved…" Angel appeared down the stairs, La Vida Loca trailing slowly behind.

"Hey there Sofie," Rachel nodded her head to the other woman. Sofie gave a small smile, "Rachel…'s good to see you again."

Rachel nodded. She glanced back at the front door- hoping to see Bobby bursting through it. But not yet. He'd probably miss breakfast. And lunch. And dinner.

Just like Bobby.

The five enjoyed their breakfast together- but then proceeded to go their separate ways. "Ready to go back to school, big man?" Rachel asked. The next week was the start of Ian's school again after the break. He was a big, bad kindergartner.

He screwed up his face and made a disgusted noise, "No! School stinks!" he said, jumping to accentuate his point.

Rachel laughed a little, "Don't say things like that, Ian…" she touched his hair lovingly.

"But what if they're true?" Bobby appeared in the doorway with a smile. He looked a little disheveled but there was no blood. This was a good sign.

"Don't you go there, just because you couldn't make it through high school…" Rachel stood back up to her full height. She patted Ian on the head, "Go upstairs and play with Jack's stuff,"
she smirked. Ian bounded off for the stairs.

Bobby smirked, "God, I love you…" He said. He came forward and pulled her into him, kissing her. She let him but pulled away when the kiss broke, "You missed breakfast…"

"I ate on the go…" he said nonchalantly. Rachel gave him a look, "You know what I mean…"

"Don't worry…" Bobby assured her, "I wasn't out trying to get myself killed…."

"Bobby Mercer…you're normal actions can get you killed…you don't have to try…"

Bobby laughed.

Rachel did not.

"Alright, alright," he said. "I won't don't anything dangerous for the rest of the afternoon…"

Rachel sighed, "And tonight?"

"I can't promise I won't do anything dangerous tonight…I had planned on getting into your pants…it'll just depend on how you're feeling…" Bobby smirked.