And a sweet slashy ending! *bounces*

"Shouldn't you have your hand under cold water right now then?"

Aw, concerned-Danny! (And, um, awkward phrasing. Try moving the then to the start.)

"I would have understood," Dan insisted untruthfully as he ran the water until it felt cold enough to suit him.

*snerk* I like that. That Casey and Danny both know how annoyed Dan would be. It's just... sweet that they know that and accept that stuff.

"And to think you called me mom!"

"If the apron fits."

*giggles* Too cute!

"Cute?" Casey's voice really had a remarkable range. It was amazing how high it could get. Maybe it was the cold water affecting him.

*chuckles*

If you'd said it looked cheesy I would have understood that it was just you being distracted and substituting cheese for the right word."

"You're never going to let me live that one down, are you?"

Bwahahahahaa! Oh, I love the cheese jokes.

Dan could see Casey's mind whirring. It was actually visible in his eyes.

*snerk* The amusing thing is that sometimes it is visible.

And he needed Casey to call him on it someday, so he wasn't going to make the reasons too good or too convincing.

Aw! Have I mentioned how sweet and happy this fic is? Have I? Because it's so delightful, Signe.

And it was, not for the bricks and mortar, or whatever was under the plaster and paint, but for Casey.

Now I've got Danny in my head. Saying that he would tear down Rebecca's "wall of pain", that it was made of bricks and mortar and the third thing.

Dan wondered if it was time to say that. He almost thought it was.

After all, Casey had made him cupcakes, and that had to mean something.

Just adorable! *swoons*