Franklin had a bad feeling.

He just couldn't shake his nervousness, this feeling that something was going to happen, something bad.

He and Sammy had been walking, but the boy had stopped as he got to the hedges that ran up the walkway to his mansion. He liked to skip a head, so Franklin was certain he was just waiting for him to catch up.

But he wanted to go get Kelly who should be on her way back from The Silk Road, Sammy, on the other hand, had other ideas.

As soon as he got close, he reached up and grabbed Franklin's hand. "Aren't we going in?"

Franklin had jumped. Only because he wasn't used to Sammy touching him, even something as innocuous as holding his hand.

"No, we're going to get Kelly first."

He took half a step away and Sammy let go of his hand. Franklin turned back to find that Sammy was now wearing a worried look on the young boy's face.

"We can't!" he said altogether too quickly. Franklin cocked an eyebrow at him. "I need to pee."

Then, as if to add dramatic effect, Sammy crossed his legs and began to wiggle. Franklin highly doubted that it had suddenly become an emergency.

"Didn't you go before you left?"

"I didn't have to go then!" he cried, wiggling some more.

Franklin groaned. He had really wanted to go looking for Kelly, make sure that she got back alright, but he couldn't just let Sammy pee himself. Even if he doubted whether or not it was an emergency.

If he was wrong and Sammy soiled himself, Kelly would be livid and he was certain the boy wouldn't forgive him.

"Alright, let's go," he said and the boy dropped his hand and sprinted up the walkway and into the mansion, with Franklin quickly following.

He had stopped short of the stairs and waited for Franklin to join him.

"Go on, you know where it is."

Sammy rushed up the stairs with Franklin following. He then rushed down the hallway to the washroom door. Franklin got his office unlocked and then glanced back to find that Sammy had not gone in. Instead, he had stopped just outside the door to the washroom and was looking at him again.

"I thought you had to pee."

"I do... but... Kelly always goes with me," he said softly.

Franklin left his office door and walked towards him. There clearly wasn't time to discuss this cause Sammy was still wiggling.

"Right, I don't think I can go in with you, cause you know, I'm a stranger. But I'll stand right outside the door, how about that?"

"What if I need help?"

Franklin winced at him. "Do you need help often?"

"No. Not ever actually. Except for the time I forgot to take my underwear off before sitting down."

Franklin almost laughed thinking of how Kelly no doubt would have had to clean that up for him.

"Right, well don't do that," Franklin said. "You go in. Holler if you need me. I'll come and help. Okay?"

"Okay."

Franklin opened the door for him and ushered him inside. "But don't get used to this," he warned. "This isn't going to become a common occurrence."

"What's an ock-ur-ince?" Sammy asked and Franklin paused. Right, kid was little, he didn't know all the big words yet.

"Just go inside," he ordered, because he was not going to deal with a pants-wetting situation when Kelly was there to help him.

"Okay Franklin," Sammy said with a giggle and then let him shut the door behind him.

He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but smile. Turns out he was good with kids after all.