They all looked up at another knock on the door, Robert pushed himself up off the arm of the chair he was sitting on and answered it. 

“Hi,” was all he said as he moved aside and let Sarah in.

“Such a warm welcome,” Sarah raised an eyebrow at Kitty. 

“Bad day at work,” Kitty replied.  “What you doing here?”

“I’ve finished reading Angela’s Ashes and I remember Jason had said he’d like to read it.” She delved into her bag and brought out a copy of the book handing it over to Jason, “Kevin’s said he has to work late, so I thought I’d drop it off and see if you wanted anything?”

“Thanks Sarah.”

“No problem.  Do I smell lasagna?” She asked sticking her nose in the air like a bloodhound. 

“Mom’s here.”

“Ah.  That means you obviously don’t need anything food wise.”

There was another knock at the door and as Sarah was still on her feet so she turned round to open it.

“Hey, Tommy.”

Jason looked up in disbelief, another Walker?

“Hey, how you doing Jason?”

“Err…I’ve felt better.”

He tried not to look at Robert whom he was fairly certain had just muttered, “It’s like Walker central in here.”

“That good, eh?  Kev said you were still ill so I brought round that film for you.”

Jason’s eyes widened slightly in disbelief as Tommy handed him a copy of Who Framed Roger Rabbit?

“You’ve never seen Roger Rabbit?” Sarah asked incredulously.

“Um, no?”

“You’ve never seen Who Framed Roger Rabbit?” Kitty asked.

“They didn’t live with Justin.”

“That’s not the point, Tommy.  I thought everybody had seen Roger Rabbit.”

Sarah turned to Robert, “What about you?”

“Nope,” Robert shook his head, “Never seen it.”

“Right, give me that DVD.”

“Sarah, what are you doing?” Kitty asked as her sister took the DVD from Jason and strode towards the DVD player. 

“Putting it on; I can’t believe you two have never seen this film,” she shook her head at the McCallister brothers in mock disgust. 

Jason looked at Robert who merely shrugged. 

Sarah put the DVD in and they all settled around the TV either squishing two into a chair or curling up on the floor. 

Jason got the couch to himself and was told to lie down and make himself comfortable when he offered to share.  Nora declined their offer to sit through the film for the hundredth time, deciding that her time was probably better spent making more soup, pasta, stews, and pies to put in Kevin’s freezer.

“Hey Jase, I have tickets for the game next week, you want to go?” Robert queried.

“Game?” Tommy asked.

“Yeah, soccer.”

Tommy stared at Jason, “You like soccer?” he asked in disbelief. 

Jason shrugged his shoulders in an ‘it’s not a big deal’ kind of way.  “One of my exes was a soccer player.  After a few weeks I realized I liked the soccer a lot more than I liked him.”

“Does Kevin know you like soccer?”

“I’ve told him but I don’t think he believes me.”

“Yeah good luck with that.” He snorted, “I got a DVD last Christmas with some great games on it- all British sides but you might like it; I’ll give it to Kevin tomorrow.”

“Thanks, Tommy.”

“No problem- God it’s been years since I watched this.”

“You can come over and watch it with Cooper then, he loves it.”

“If we’re watching Roger Rabbit then I need Ice-Cream, anyone else want some?” Tommy inquired.  He left to brave his mother and soon returned with 5 spoons and the carton Jason and Kevin had made serious inroads into the other day. 

“You sure you don’t want some?” Tommy inquired. 

“I’m sure,” Jason replied.

“You must be ill if you’re turning down ice-cream,” Robert quipped. 

Jason laughed but stopped as Nora approached him with a bowl of soup.

“Nora, I’m fine really.” She gave him one of her ‘just do as you’re told’ looks that he had seen directed at Kevin and various other family members on a number of occasions.

“Thanks Nora.”

His back was starting to hurt again so he reached across and picked the pills up off the table before he started to eat.  “You ok?” Robert asked, his voice full of concern, he failed to notice that the concern in Robert’s voice was also in every Walker’s eyes.

“Back’s aching, it’ll be fine in an hour or so.”

“You need a back-rub?” Kitty grinned at him. 

Sarah rolled her eyes and jabbed her in the side, “You’ve got your own McCallister to play with.  Besides, I’m sure Kevin will fill all his needs when he gets home.”

Jason heard Robert choke on his ice cream and he could feel a blush creeping over his cheeks.  Do not look at Robert.  Do NOT look at Robert.

“Jason, are you alright?   You’ve gone a bit pink.”

“This soup’s a bit hot.”

“Oh, okay,” she didn’t believe him for a second.

“Leave him alone, Sarah, he’s not well- just watch the film.  It was your idea to put it on.”

“I’m watching it.”

“No you’re not.”

“I am.”

You’re not.”

“I-“

“We’re trying to watch it, even if neither of you two are.”

“Shut up, Tommy.”

Jason sat and listened to the Walkers good-natured bickering with delight.  It never failed to amuse him, especially as he knew they would instantly join forces if somebody else tried to attack them.

“Here I’ll take your bowl for you if you’re finished, Jason.”

“Mom he’s got the flu, he’s not incapable of putting a bowl in the dishwasher.”

“I know that, Kitty, but seeing as how I’m not allowed to mother my own children I’m going to mother the next best thing.  At least until they learn to tell me to leave,” she grabbed Jason’s bowl and left with a flourish and a smile on her face.  

Jason grinned and settled down further under his quilt, enjoying the sounds of people talking.  He couldn’t believe that less than a week ago he felt out of place with these people; now they were here bringing him films and books that he had briefly mentioned sounded interesting. 

He lay on his side and rested his head on his arm.  Nora’s soup really was delicious and it was making him feel warm and fuzzy, it was so tempting to close his eyes, just for a few minutes…

Robert turned to face Jason, intending to ask him a question and closed his mouth before he had even started to talk.  He nudged Kitty’s knee with his elbow from his resting place on the floor, “What?”  “Shh,” he pointed at Jason.  Kitty grinned at the sight in front of her: Jason had fallen asleep, one hand resting under his head, the other cuddling into his cover. 

Kitty motioned for Sarah to stop the film, she grinned and nudged Rebecca with her elbow and simultaneously kicked Tommy in the back.  This was impressive as she was managing to hog the ice cream at the same time.  They all trooped into the kitchen, grinning at each other, leaving Jason to sleep.

Chapter 5 here