Mark and Mallory

Mallory: Mallory watches Petey and Billy play in the backyard. She'd offered to keep him while the President and Miranda were in the hospital for Helen. She sighs, putting together lasagna.

Mark: Mark walks behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her shoulder.

Mallory: She leans back, kissing him. "I'm making dinner. Shouldn't you be with the kids?"

Mark: "Shouldn't you be naked?" He's teasing her.

Mallory: "Mark!"

Mark: He chuckles, moving aside to make himself a sandwich.

Mallory: She watches out the window. "Maybe they shouldn't be playing." Billy was no longer in an immobilizer but was suppose to be careful.

Mark: "They're alright. Petey needs something to keep his mind off the thing."

Mallory: "Yeah." She's soft.

Mark: He nods, "You alright?"

Mallory: "Just worried about the kids." She watches the boys play as she cooks.

Mark: "They'll be okay."

Mallory: She sighs.

Mark: "Don't worry, okay?" He kisses her neck softly.

Mallory: "Think he will be alright?"

Mark: "Who?"

Mallory: "All of them."

Mark: He nods, "Sure."

Mallory: "Maybe he should be wearing the brace." She watches her son as she makes the lasagna. "Where's Angelina?" The little girl loved the plain noodles left over.

Mark: "Watching Elmo."

Mallory: She carries the plain noodle to her daughter. "Here Angel."

Mark: Mark smiles as the girl takes them without taking her eyes off the screen.

Mallory: Mallory walks back to the window to watch the boys as she puts the lasagna in the oven. "You don't mind having Petey here do you?"

Mark: He shakes his head, "After the second one, it doesn't matter who joins us."

Mallory: "Second one?"

Mark: "Second kid."

Mallory: "They look happy." She watches the boys. "Oh Mark." Billy was headed towards the trampoline.

Mark: "Tell him no, Mal."

Mallory: She sighs, walking outside. She yells to Billy who sighs but agrees. She walks back in as Billy makes a rude gesture at her.

Mark: Mark glares at his son, catching his eye as the boy backs off. He walks back to his wife, "You okay?"

Mallory: She nods. "I just want them happy."

Mark: "They are."

Mallory: She sighs, pulling out the things to make a cake.

Mark: "What's that for?"

Mallory: "I'm making a cake."

Mark: "For?"

Mallory: "Because."

Mark: "Okay."

Mallory: "Why?"

Mark: "Just curious."

Mallory: "You don't like my cakes?"

Mark: "I love your cakes. You usually only make them for special occasions."

Mallory: "I wanted him to feel special." She starts measuring ingredients. "Can you set up the double boiler?"

Mark: "The what?"

Mallory: She sighs. "I'll get it." She pulls out the pot set, pouring a little bit of water into the bottom pot.

Mark: He watches out the window as the security agents, usher the boys inside.

Mallory: "Can you melt the chocolate?" She starts making the batter.

Mark: "Why don't you just do the box kind?"

Mallory: "Because they aren't good for Billy." She used a recipe that didn't have tons of sugar in it for Billy.

Mark: "Okay."

Mallory: "The diabetes." She reminds him.

Mark: "I know."

Mallory: "Just checking."

Mark: "Alright."

Mallory: She puts the cakes into the lower ovens and then goes over to Mark. "I'll finish this."

Mark: He nods.

Mallory: She kisses his cheek. "Go play with the boys."

Mark: He smiles, walking to the other room.

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