normalcy... somewhat {katherine}

[benjamin]

"No Daddy!" Jack shrieked with laughter. Benjamin was currently holding him upside down, his arm wrapped around the boy's knees as the boy giggled so hard it seemed he couldn't take in a normal breath. "Oh, you mean I shouldn't put you down like this?" said Benjamin, lowering Jack closer to the ground, so that the tips of his hair just brushed the floor. He squealed with laughter, and again repeated, "no Daddy!" Benjamin chuckled to himself, hoisting up his son again and turning him the right way round before setting him down on his feet. Without warning, John then came running, attempting to tackle him by the knees.

Or rather, knee. The leg that was his bent at the force, though his prosthetic remained rigid so he managed to stay standing. Benjamin laughed, turning and scooping up John in both his arms, not able to hold his eldest son in just one arm anymore, he was getting too big. Needless to say, the kids enjoyed having their father home, and Benjamin was glad to be back, it was nice to have a little bit of normalcy back in his life. He and Katherine were working things out, the spark was coming back, though they still had their moments that seemed just a little tense. But he was settling back in, and though he wouldn't admit it, he slept better beside Katherine.

He'd even been sitting out Order missions, though he still felt the itch to go out for them, they needed him out there, but Katherine and the boys needed him here. "Think you could get away with that, eh?" said Benjamin, now giving John a turn to be held upside down, hooking his legs over his shoulder, his arm tight around the boy's middle as he began to tickle his sides mercilessly with his free hand. John roared with laughter, harder even than Jack had. "Help... Jacky..." John gasped as his little brother watched. The younger then went to push at his knees, though he didn't have enough mass or inertia to move his father.

Though for the boy's sake Benjamin pretended to be knocked down, carefully plopping John on the couch before he fell to the floor. Both his sons then made identical war cries before going to "attack" him. Benjamin laughed, working on restraining them each in an arm. "Your sons are killing me, Katherine!" Benjamin called to his wife.