Neville was sat on the couch, a young Frank asleep beside him. He knew Hannah would be home soon, probably angry at something he did. Neville had made sure he had finished everything, made sure everything was tidy, made dinner... Everything was good. But that seemed to never be enough... That's when he heard the door click open. Neville turned off the TV swiftly to make sure he could hear her, in case she needed him.

"Neville." She called to him.

Neville got up slowly, making sure Frank was okay before he walked through, "Welcome back."

"Why is it on the couch?" Hannah questioned, gesturing to their son.

"Frank?" Neville raised a brow.

"Yes." Hannah rolled her eyes.

"Because he fell asleep after his dinner." Neville answered her.

"Then put him in bed or something." Hannah pointed.

"Yeah, well Hannah- He's tired, i didn't want to move him."

"Is that backtalk?"

Neville closed his mouth, "No."

"That's what I thought." Hannah brushed past him,"I'm going out with Susan."

"Hannah, don't you think we could go shopping tomorrow? We're getting low on food and I had to look after Frank all day so I couldn't." He slowly spoke.

"You can go, I'm busy tomorrow." Hannah shrugged.

Neville sighed, "Yeah... Have fun with Susan, hun."

"I will." Hannah smiled.

"Would you like some dinner? I made some for us-"

"No, I'm not hungry." Hannah walked upstairs.

Neville watched her as she went upstairs before he slowly got his phone out and messaged... Erica.

'Are you busy?'

'No, why? Is something wrong?'

'You had dinner?'

'Would you be angry if I told you I haven't eaten?'

'Not angry, upset. Want to come over in 30 minutes?'

'Sure, I'll be there soon.'

Neville smiled to himself before he put his phone in his pocket.

**

It had been half an hour. Hannah was gone and soon, there was a knock on the door. Neville put Frank down on the couch and put on some cartoons before he went and opened the front door. There she was. Erica.

"Hey." Neville smiled.

"Hi, Nev." Erica brushed some leaves off her head.

"Why are you covered in leaves?"

"I had to hide so Hannah wouldn't see me." Erica shrugged.

"Like... Ten minutes?"

"You should've came in."

"I had to be doubly sure Hannah wasn't here."

"She left to go out with Susan." He rolled his eyes.

"And you've been left with Frankie?" Erica raised a brow.

Neville nodded, "He's watching cartoons in the living room."

"Can I go see him?" Erica asked.

Neville nodded, "I'll heat up dinner."

Erica smiled and walked through in, making her way over to the small boy. Frank was on the couch watching some Mickey mouse.

"Hey, buddy." Erica hummed, sitting beside him.

"Hi Er." Frank waved.

"Who's your favourite character?" She asked, ruffling his hair.

"Pluto."

"Ah, I like Goofy." She told him.

"Goofy is goofy." He giggled.

"That's the point." Erica chuckled.

"Having fun?" Neville walked through.

"We are, aren't we?" Erica looked at Frank.

"Mhm." Frank nodded.

"So, what are we having?" Erica asked.

"Lasagna." Neville answered.

"Oh, I love lasagna." She smiled.

"Me too!" Frank sat up.

"Thanks for inviting me." Erica told him.

"Of course." Neville smiled softly.

"Well, is something the matter or did you just want to see me?" Erica asked, taking a plate.

"Just... Hannah being Hannah. And I wanted to see you." He nodded.

"Well, I was planning on sneaking in at some point." Erica shrugged.

"Yeah?" Neville chuckled.

"Yeah." She nodded.

"I would've liked that." Neville hummed.

"Well, how about we put this little man to bed and then keep talking." Erica smirked.

Neville looked at her and nodded with a small smile, "Yeah, Frankie?"

"Not... Not tired." He yawned.

"Mhm, I'm sure." Neville lifted him up.

"Night Frankie." Erica waved to him.

Frank waved before he was put to bed by Neville.

"Okay bud, close your eyes and go to sleep. Daddy and Erica are gonna... Hopefully play some games." Neville whispered.

"She'll win." Frank closed his eyes.

"Oh, I hope so." Neville muttered, "Night buddy."

"Night night, daddy." Frank yawned as he fell asleep.

Neville tucked his son in before he went and looked for Erica. She was sat on his bed, waiting expectantly.

"Erica?" Neville raised a brow.

"Oh, hey." She fiddled with her sleeves,"You want to talk about anything or...?"

"No, no. I am fine not talking." He nodded quickly.

"Plan B?" Erica smirked.

"Plan B." Neville nodded once again and got in the bed with her.

**

After the two had... Played their game... The two lay in the bed together, taking.

"Why would she do that to you?" Erica shook her head.

"I don't know." Neville sighed, "She just... Does."

"I swear, when I get my hands on her-"

"No, no. We won't do anything like that."

"She deserves it, Nev." Erica pouted, resting against his shoulder.

"I know, but we don't hurt people."

"Why not?" She asked.

"Because... She's still Franks mother." He sighed.

"She doesn't care, Nev. Not about you, not about Frank and not about anyone else." Erica pointed.

"I know, I know." Neville cursed.

"Do you think it would be safe for me to stay the night?" Erica raised a brow.

"In here with me?" Neville turned to her

"Yeah.." Erica nodded slowly.

Neville smiled softly, "Yeah, I think you'd be safe."

"Thank God." Erica smiled.

"Just... Be careful. Just in case."

"I'm always careful when it comes to you." Erica reminded him.

"When it comes to me. Not anything else." Neville chuckled.

"Your point?"

"Nothing." He smiled.

"Well, good night, Nev." Erica yawned.

"Good night Erica." He gently kissed her cheek.

Erica smiled softly as she closed her eyes.

**

The next morning, Hannah still wasn't back but Erica woke up in the bed beside Neville, just like she wanted. This moment, the perfect moment. She slowly sat up and pulled herself out of bed, putting on on of Neville's jumpers. Neville shifted in the bed, turning onto his back. Erica snuck out of the room, choosing to make Neville some breakfast. That's when she saw little Frank in the kitchen.

"Oh? What are you doing here, little buddy?" Erica scooped him up.

"I came down to help daddy, mommy is mean sometimes" Frank told her.

"I know, hun." Erica nodded,"But... How mean is she?"

"She... Hurt daddy once." Frank nodded.

Erica froze, blinking slowly,"She... What?"

"Well, she said they were having like superpower fights, cause they have magic."

"What did daddy do?" Erica asked slowly.

"I no know, he went away somewhere." He shrugged.

"That's okay, bud." Erica ruffled his hair with a sigh.

"Is he okay?' He looked at her.

"He will be." Erica assured him.

"What game did you play?"

Erica thought for a moment,"Cards."

"Cards?" Frank asked.

"Mhm." Erica nodded,"Now, what about breakfast?"

"Bacon it is, then." Erica smiled.

"Oh! And eggs." Frank added.

"Of course." Erica chuckled.

**

After a while of cooking, Neville walked downstairs, "Hello?"

"Hey, Nev." Erica sat down a plate.

"Morning.' Neville nodded slowly, "What's going on?"

"We've made breakfast." Erica told him.

"Smells nice." Neville walked over with a hum.

"Good. Frankie was very helpful." Erica patted his head.

"I did." Frank nodded as he ate his bacon.

"Such a good boy." Erica chuckled softly.

"He is." Neville smiled, "Frank, can you put on the TV?"

"Okay!" He smiled and ran off.

"Hi." Neville smiled at Erica.

"Hey, Nev." Erica sighed,"Did you enjoy it?"

"The food? Or last night?" Neville put his plate down.

"Last night."

"I did very much." He hummed.

"Glad to know the feeling is mutual." Erica smiled.

"So... I was thinking-" Neville began until he stopped.

"Hm?" She raised a brow.

"It's Hannah." Neville looked at the door.

"Shit." Erica sprinted towards the door.

Neville quickly walked to the front door, stopping Hannah from getting in but also letting Erica leave.

"Hannah."

"Neville." Hannah slurred.

"How much did you drink?" He sighed.

"Like... This much?" She gestured with her hands.

"Come on." Neville helped her stand straight and helped her walk in.

"I'm coming." She slid onto the couch.

"No, no-" Neville lifted Frank so she wouldn't squash him.

Frank pouted and held onto his dad tightly, he wanted Erica to come back.

"Hun, you can't sleep there." Neville sighed as he rubbed Frank's back.

"Why not?" He asked.

Neville hesitated before he put a blanket over her, "Nevermind."

"Why can't Erica stay?" Frank questioned.

Neville put a hand over Frank's mouth to stop Hannah from hearing.

He rolled his eyes,Why?"

"Because Erica can't stay." Neville sighed as he walked off with him.