Nick froze, grinning awkwardly as he saw Sean rubbing his eyes, staring at him with a sleepy expression. *Damn*, he thought. *I didn't realize the little guy was awake. Amelia's gonna hate me if Sean tells her where he picked up that curse word*.
"That wasn't 'bastard,' buddy. I said... uh, something else. You probably misheard," Nick said, trying to play it cool, though he was sweating a bit. "What do you need, Sean?"
"I want my mom's honey lemon drink," Sean mumbled, still half-asleep. "But I can't find Mom, or even Sally."
Nick sighed in relief. *Crisis averted*. "Your mom took Maddie to the hospital, and I told Sally to get some rest. If you need anything, ask me." He walked to the fridge, pulling out lemons and honey. Holding them both in his hands, he stared at them, unsure.
"You sure you know how to make it right?" Sean asked, sounding doubtful, his sleepy eyes narrowing.