It wasn't unusual for the Davis children to be found at the Summers home and vice-versa. With most of the Davis-es having grown up and gone away, it was becoming less of a common scene to have all...thirteen? children of various ages running amok in one house. Still, Julian stopped by once in a while to see the younger kids or to bring Jordan by to play video games with Kyle, when the older boy was feeling generous enough to play with the younger. For some reason, the younger Davises were not as close as he and August and Trent all had been. Then again, the alpha-beta-twin bond was possibly a deeper one than most pseudo-sibling relationships. At any rate, sometimes Camilla watched the twins when neither Julian or Christopher could take them. They were still not ready to play nice at preschool, so Camilla kindly watched them on occasion.
Today had been a mess. Julian was stronger than your average veterinarian but there were dogs that were so difficult to manage that Julian just wanted to stick them with a sedative and be done with it. Not to mention the fact that Julian was the only full-time male doctor so they tended to give him all the big, difficult dogs to begin with anyway. Goliath (aptly named) was a 210-pound Great Dane that had given Julian a run for his money this morning. So, weary and miserable, he cut the engine of his truck in their garage and started walking over. He was still going over the inventory of his aching muscles when he stepped onto the back porch, completely unaware that the nonthreatening scent he'd smelled was only familiar because he'd nearly attacked its owner a few days ago.
To be fair, Julian felt bad about that day. In a way. His father, however, had been completely unmoved by Julian's moral dilemma. Instead, he'd gotten a lecture on what a beta's duties were, especially to his alpha's family. So the guilt was lectured away until right now. "Hey," Julian nodded, hands in his pockets. "How are you settling in?" he asked, trying to make nice. He didn't really want to apologize over how he'd behaved (after all, it would send the wrong idea until Julian and he were better acquainted) but Julian could start to be nicer to Sam. After all, August had clearly found him all right enough to stay at his own home, with the children around. Camilla was a tough one herself, but that didn't mean that August was still going to let her take care of a threat. Sam must've passed then.