Raphael had missed a few nights out - several really. To say Chuck's warning had scared him was an understatement. But he'd made a habit of doing loops through the island after Darkness and he had found he missed it. Tentatively he had gone off, often flying from wherever on the island he was back to Michael, but for now, he was perched on the edge of a barely together rooftop, watching the family inside.

He watched them regularly, not that they knew that. Something about the older teenagers siblings raising the younger ones compelled him and he kept watch.

Satisfied for the night that they were all inside safely, he opened his wings and flew off to a near by building.