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"Alright boys settle down its time to eat." I call to Ryan and TJ. Sam and Will have already made it to the table. The boys come sliding into the kitchen. Literally sliding with their socked feet. Both boys are wearing jeans and t-shirts. Ryan's got his hair tucked under on of TJ's ball caps.

"Thank you Uncle Jamie. Thank you Uncle Brad. Thank you Uncle Con." Ryan says as he sits down. He's gotten more comfortable with us.

"You're welcome Ry." Con tells him smiling. We all start to eat.

"Oh I almost forgot." Brad says looking up at me. "We have an appointment this afternoon. We can take one. Can you handle the other three yourself?"

"Course." I tell him. "We'll be fine. You just come home and tell us that little angel is alright." I say looking at Connor. He grins patting his almost five month belly.

After lunch the kids head back out side to play and Connor, Brad, and Will get ready to leave. As I clean up the kitchen I hear the car doors shut and the engine drive off. A few minutes later I hear my phone ring. I answer it without looking at it figuring Con or Brad had forgotten something.

"Hey." I say.

"James?" The person on the other end says and it's neither Con nor Brad.

"Adam? Hey, what's up?" I ask.

"He's awake." He says simply.

"What?" I ask shocked stopping what I was doing.

"Tris he's awake. You need to get down here." He tells me.

"Okay let me get the kids together and we'll be down." I tell him before hanging up. Three and a half months he's been in a coma. I collapse into one of the dining room chairs.

"Uncle Jamie?" Sam asks concerned as she walks in the room. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" She puts her little hand on my cheek. When I don't respond she runs back to the back door. "TJ! Somethings wrong with Uncle Jamie!" TJ and Ryan both come running in.

"Daddy?" TJ asks coming to a stop in front of me. I look at my son and force myself to snap out of it.

"We need to go to the hospital now." I tell him.

"Is Papa okay?" He asks worried.

"Papa woke up baby." I tell him. He immediately grabs my hand and tries to pull me up.

"Come on Daddy we have to go." He tells me. Sam grabs my other hand and starts pulling too.

"Let me get my shoes and my keys." I tell them. "Do you all have your shoes?" I ask as I put mine on. They do. "Last one to the car is a rotten egg." I tell them grabbing my keys. I'm the rotten egg.

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