Shadow Men – 62 – Anders and Grant

"Someone's tired," Grant told Nicky later that evening as the movie they were all watching drew to a close. They were watching it because they couldn't discuss any business with his son there and Nicky refused to leave his side. Not that Grant minded in the least.

"Nuh uh," Nicky protested. Then he yawned.

"Uh huh. Come on, let's get you to bed."

Nicky's lip went out in a fearsome pout. "Not tired."

"Nicholas."

Nicky sighed. "Okay, Daddy." He slipped off the sofa and started to the stairs. "Carry, please?"

Grant bent to pick him up but stopped when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"I'll carry him," Anders stated as he picked Nicky up. "With your arm…" He started up the stairs.

Grant snorted. "Now you're doing it."

"What? Oh. Oh hell." Anders chuckled. "I'm doomed."

Grant heard Corrie mutter, "Yeah, I think you are," and shook his head.

* * * *

With Nicky safely tucked into bed the adults gathered again in the living room. Steele had joined them, the look on his face telling Grant all he or any of the others needed to know—Rafe was on his way to a full recovery. Corrie agreed, telling them the doctor had said it would take a while but all the signs were there.

Once they were settled with coffee or beer, Anders took over. "For starters, Steele, you're staying here. What has to be done, Grant and I can handle and Rafe needs you now."

Steele started to say something before he nodded. "Agreed." He didn't look as if he minded the idea in the least.

"I can come in his place," Corrie told them.

"Honestly, I don't think it's necessary and you know more about what Rafe needs in the way of day-to-day care than Steele does at the moment. Besides, there's Nicky to consider."

She nodded. "Good points. All right."

Anders turned to Grant. "You're okay with this?"

"Yes, sure, why wouldn't I be? From what the two of you said on the way back here, all we have to do is get the papers to the attorney-general and convince her to do something with the information. The hardest part, I suspect, is going to be getting past her secretary."

Anders chuckled. "Probably."

"When are you leaving?" Corrie asked.

"I'm aiming for noon or thereabouts. That'll give Grant some time with Nicky first."

"Thanks for that."

Anders' lips curled up in a grin. "Hey, I don't want you grumping at me that you hardly got to see him."

"Uh huh. You just want to sleep in for once."

"Got it in one." Anders stretched. "Anything else we need to talk about?"

The others shook their heads and soon they disbanded.