"You look like shit," Brian said as Cam re-entered the house. Brian sat at the island counter in the kitchen. He had a cup of coffee in front of him and a news paper. His bright blue eyes looked as if searching for something.

"Yeah? What else is new?" Cam began making his way back to his room.

"Wait," Brian called after him. He set down his cup of coffee, folded the news paper and walked to Cameron. "Koko wants to have a dinner later."

"That sounds erotic. let me know how that goes."

"I was hoping you could come with," Brian nodded.

"Sorry..." Cam turned and made his way up the stairs. "I'm taking a trip to the city today."

There was a knock on the door, making the quiet house echo. After a few more knocks, Cam opened his eyes. Cursing under his breath, he struggled out of bed and stepped to the front door and opened it. Brian was on the other side of the door, holding a Tupperware. "What's that?" Cam asked as he eyed the dish.

"Uh, lasagna! Koko wanted me to bring some over for you."

Cam turned around and walked to the living room, leaving the door open so Brian could follow. Cam slouched on the couch and Brian watched him, his arms crossed. "You have to work tonight?"

"You bet."

"Be careful..."

"Thanks."

Brian let himself back out the front door. Cam had a feeling that Koko had sent him over. It was her idea of 'helping' him. She must not understand that he loved his solitude.

"I will never understand these late-night walks you insist on taking," Brian mumbled as Cam opened the door to his home. He had to remember at some point to take his older brother's key. Brian's check in's were getting annoying and repetitive.

"I believe it would be 'early morning walks'," Cam corrected, nodding his head toward the clock on the living room wall. "It's about 5 passed 6."

"I wanted to let you know that I got a strange call last night."

"And why would that interest me?"

"Because I think it was from someone you know."

"Oh really?" Cam smirked as he took the leash off Fry and let him run around the living room. He glanced up at Brian, one knee on the ground. "Who might that be?"

"Fox"

Cam kept his eyes on the wooden floor, not wanting to reveal his feelings towards the name that made his fist clench. Instead, he smiled slowly and let out a slight laugh as he slowly stood up to face his brother. "No kidding," he tried his best to sound half interested. Maybe that wasn't so hard.

"He wants to talk, Cam." Brian added.

"Oh, I was hoping you'd say that. Let me just get reservations for Apple Bees. Seven sound good?" He stepped into the kitchen, taking out a clear glass. Brian covered the glass with a hand, his eyes reflecting every color of brotherly love.

"You can't avoid him forever. Things need to be sorted out and don't you think it's a little early to be drinking?" Brian kept his eye brows knitted together and Cam glared into his brother's bright blue eyes.

"No, I really think I can." He reached into the fridge and grabbed a jug. "And it's a glass of milk."

"Are you okay?" Koko asked, her oven mitt-covered hands on her hips. Brian looked up from his breakfast of soggy bran flakes. Koko cocked a head at him, her red lips pulling into a welcoming smile. God, he loved her.

"Yeah," he said after a moment. "It's just, Cam isn't taking Fox seriously. What the hell am I thinking? Cam doesn't take anything seriously." He rubbed his eyes as if that would some how rub the sleep away. It didn't help.

"You can't save your brother from his own mistakes." Koko stepped towards Brian, as she slipped off her oven-mitts. She began rubbing his back. "We have our own things to worry about," she laughed lightly.

"That's right," Brian smiled happily. He swiveled in his chair and pulled his wife into a kiss.

When he got home, Cam was greeted by Tony and a very concerned Brian. "Where were you?" Brian asked as he stood up from his place at the kitchen table.

"Does it really matter?" Cam set his coat down and took out his phone. There was a missed call from Savaya. Just what he needed.

"Yes." Brian answered. "You could have been dead..."

"Shit happens." Cam stepped to the fridge and took out a beer and made his way up the stairs. "And unfortunately, you've killed my buzz."