The DILF (Sebastian Vettel)

51. Moving On

Seb sat at the kitchen table absentmindedly spooning porridge into his mouth.  Myah was sat next to him chatting away but he didn't hear a word she said.    His thoughts were all centred on the police and what would happen next. 

Two  detectives had arrived just half an hour ago to talk to Casey. They were currently shut in the playroom, Savannah with them. 

"Daddy, can we go and see Barney?" Myah asked.  "Daddy?  Daddy!"

"Sorry, what was that Myah?" he asked, snapping out of his stupor. 

"I asked if we could go and see Barney."

"Not now Myah.   I have things to do and Sav needs her rest."

"Can I call Sav Mum? Casey told me that she's allowed to call you Dad."  Seb smiled at her. 

"That would be great, you'll have to ask her."

"I already did.  She said I had to check if it was ok with you."

"Of course it is."

"I think Max wants to call you Dad too."  Seb smiled again.   He felt proud that Max and Casey wanted to call him Dad.  

"Daddy! Oliver is squirting shampoo in the shower!" Heidi shouted.  Seb cursed under his breath and stood up, abandoning his half eaten porridge.  He headed upstairs and found Oliver in the family bathroom decorating the shower cubicle with shampoo.

"Oliver Michael! What have I told you!  That's very naughty."  Oliver began giggling.  "No Oliver!  It's not funny!"  He took the shampoo bottle off of his son and placed it on the side near the wash basin.  Then he picked Oliver up and carried him to his bedroom.  He placed him on his bed and squatted down so he was at eye level with him. 

"Oliver, you are a big boy now. You have to stop doing these naughty things.   Now I have to go and clean up your mess.   You must stay in your room until I say otherwise.  And don't think you're watching television."  The small boy began to pout. 

Seb picked up the remote control for the television and took it out of the room with him.   He went and put it in his and Savannah's bedroom and then headed back to the family bathroom. 

He sighed as he opened the bathroom cabinet and took out a sponge and the cleaning spray. 

Once it was clean he headed back downstairs.  Savannah was just seeing the detectives out.   He went into the lounge to wait for her.   A few minutes later she joined him.

"How did it go? Is she ok?"

"Yeah, she's fine.  She's pretty resilient.  It seems the biggest trauma she suffered was having to eat tuna."  Seb laughed softly. 
"Seriously, she seems fine, but they suggested getting her to see a counsellor.  I think it would be a good idea."

"Yeah. I agree."  He wrapped his arms around her shoulder and kissed her on the cheek. "Myah asked me if she could call you Mum."

"Yeah, she asked me yesterday.  I told her she had to ask you."

"I think it's great.  Is it ok with you?"

"Yeah.  I see her as my own anyway.  Heidi and Oliver too of course.   I'd be proud for her to call me Mum."

"She said something about Max wanting to call me Dad."

"Yeah, he does.  He really looks up to you.  I'm worried about him to be honest.  He was quite upset by all the Christian business I think, more than he lets on.  Maybe I should take him to counselling too."

"Do you want me to have a chat to him?"

"Would you?"

"Of course."   The gate buzzer sounded out.  Savannah stood up and went to answer it.  She came back a minute later.