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Tim's smile grew hearing the growl in Daniel's voice, knowing the man was so incredibly concerned, he'd displayed it more than once or twice. "I brought you coffee from the break room." he said, offering the mug. He laughed as the other put it on the desk and hugged him.

House life did not affect work, he reminded himself, hugging back, chuckling still. "I'm fine. My doctor's appointment ran a little late is all." he felt his arms lifted and checked. "He says if I continue eating at my normal diet I'll fill out my suit by the end of the month. Does the business still have its baseball team?" he asked curiously, letting Daniel fix his suit after he'd gone and ruffled it up. "You're looking a bit stressed. I really suggest that you drink your coffee."

"A feeding schedule? Does this mean I have a feeding time?" he laughed, though he felt it was a bit, intrusive? A little more in his personal life than they should have been?

But it was incredibly kind of them, it warmed his heart nonetheless. "I would hate to hurt their feelings. Eating out will definitely give me my pounds back." Daniel must have been planning this out since the party. Now if only he put this much energy into his part of the business.

"Pie?" a giant apple pie was retrieved and placed in front of Tim. "Can I eat some now?" but the fork was presented and he took it, unsure where to start first. "Oh! yes please I'd love to be put back onto the roster! I miss the guys on the team."

"It's all right. You guys beng too much is what I'm used too. I'd be more shocked if you were all detached." and looked down at the pie before looking up with a smile. "I need to see what the previous accountant has done with the finances, check for errors then fix what it necessary. I'll be working long and hard today. I may need another pie."

Timothy nodded. "Thank you again for the pie!" And walked out to his cubicle, setting it down and taking a bite before working. He looked at the past accounting records, browsing back to the last day he worked and pulled out a calculator, slowly doing the numbers while eating the pie. He paused though, reaching a number that didn't make sense so he looked back up at the screen, fork in his mouth before pulling out a sheet of paper and slowly doing the calculations before standing up and leaving to go to a different room, coming back with a few folders.

"Mr. Brooks." Andy said, knocking Daniel's door. "It's been thirty minutes." and pointed to Tim who was walking back with a much larger pile of folders, a nice castle already surrounding his cubicle as he went back to work. "I think he's fixing numbers, but he made me hold his pie because he didn't have room on his desk." and the pie looked like it only had the three initial bites before it was abandoned. Then Tim stood up and left again, looking like he was going to murder someone as he went back to the back and returned with more folders, opening those and throwing them somewhere on the desk. "How long is he supposed to work today?"

The liability accountant did as he was told and set the pie down. "I guess it's not too strenuous, but he gets really into his work I forgot that." and moved out of the way as Daniel took the pie. "All right. I'll go get his table." and walked out behind him, turning down the walkway.

Tim's head flinched back as the pie was placed in front of him, glancing at it before up at his boss. He looked around for his fork, finding it under a few opened folders and dug his fork into it, taking a bite. "I'm still eating it. I asked Andy to hold it at his desk though. Mine's crowded."

"Oh? You didn't need to." and gave a small chuckle. "No, I only found one bad thing and now I'm extremely worried if it affected the hard-copies as well. I've been going through them quickly to make sure they weren't affected." I've marked, small discrepancies, but I'm sure the other departments noticed it and fixed it. Just some receipts is all."

Tim chuckled. "I'll be sure not to overwork myself, Daniel. I might take a power nap but I won't overwork."

"It's heavy." Andy whined, waddling with the fold-out table. He placed it down the and quickly unfolded it. "My arms hurt. That was heavy. You should let normal sized people do that."

"Why did you prop a table next to my desk?"

"You told me to get it don't change the blame." he responded just as his hair was ruffled. He waited a couple seconds before smoothing it out, more than a few strands popping back up.

"Oh." Tim looked as Daniel and Andy filled up the secondary desk. "That was thoughtful of you. Quick question, though. I was going through my work email and I didn't recognize some names. Did we employ new people?" Well of course they did that's what businesses did. However he'd been gone so long he never attended any welcoming thing.