Chapter Seven.
The open fire crackled, as Leon and Matt roasted some chestnuts in the flickering orange and yellow flames. Leon was determined to make something of the few hours left with his family during the build up to the festive period, enjoy the time like he would have if not going on a babysitting mission.
“There is always next year, mate,” Matt said with a sigh. For all the brothers would still tease each other, they had a bond, which was not only from being siblings, nor because of their joint training, but forged by the experiences they had when they were only children, but that was another story, from a time long past.
“Ever the optimist,” Leon laughed.
The chances of everyone getting leave together again over the Christmas holidays, were slim, at best. Leon sighed. He ha
