“Isn’t that just adorable,” Jaime asked sitting beside Basil on the bench.

“What?” he grunted scooting over to give her more room.

“Your brother” she nodded towards where Chelsea and Gabriel were walking in the moonlight.

“I guess,” he shrugged uninterested in his brother’s love life.

“You can do better than that,” Iris snorted joining them on the porch followed shortly by Willow.

“I think it’s romantic,” Jaime sighed.

“Me too,” Willow added, leaning into Iris who wrapped an arm around her.

Jaime leaned into Basil resting her head on his shoulder. “I hope they fall madly in love and have the biggest wedding ever.”

“Not likely,” Basil mumbled, “we have to conserve our resources not squander them on frivolous things.”

“Good thing you’re not the group leader,” Willow groaned, shaking her head at her twin.

Andrew looked out the window keeping a watchful eye on the teenagers. “Let them be,” Charlie said, taking him by the shoulders and turning him away.

“They’re too young…”

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Resting her chin on his chest she nodded looking up, eyes shining with tears. “I’ll kick your ass if you die.”

Swiping a finger across her wet cheek he tilted her chin upwards “I’ll come back.” He pressed his lips to hers “I promise.”

“You better,” she stepped back when Iris called from the entryway. Wiping her hands across her eyes “that’s probably K.C.”

“I’ll be back,” he repeated, pulling her close, squeezing her tight. Taking several steps he stopped in his tracks “what are you doing here?” he demanded of the person Iris let inside his home.

“Yeah we get it,” Iris huffed irritated that her evening had been ruined by the annoying rug rat.

“Come here kid,” Jaime inclined her head to the boy.

Moving forward he cuddled into her lap “you’re not mad at me?”

“Nope,” she shook her head “just promise you won’t tell your parents what you saw us doing.”

“There’ll be chairs for you to sit on and Logan found an old wheelchair so you’ll have no problem getting to the cannery from here.” Azalea couldn’t help laughing a little at the girl’s dismayed expression.

“Once you two are settled I’ll take Jamie over to the store to get clothes for the two of you.”

“Why does she get to go” Iris whined “I want to pick my own clothes.”

“Because you have to rest” Jamie told her “besides I’m sure once your foot is better Azalea will take you to the store to pick out something pretty.”

The teenagers exchanged glances “what would we have to do?”

“One of you could assist me when I make my rounds,” Azalea said “the other would have to help out in the community garden.”

“I’ll take the garden,” Iris said before her sister could say anything.

“You’re only doing that because you don’t want to do anything” Jamie protested.

“You should have been quicker,” she smirked.

“If you ask me” Azalea said “I’d have picked being my assistant. That way you’d have gotten of canning duty.” Azalea looked steadily at Iris, almost daring her to say something. “Willow will come by tomorrow to escort you to the cannery.”