Aisleigh sat on the couch in her mother's living room holding a prescription. The doctor's words still echoed loudly in her head. Then her phone call with Sebastian flooded her mind. Her heart began to race as she waited for him to get to her mother's house. Her mother had left her alone to go shopping for somethings. She said she would be back late, giving Aisleigh and Sebastian enough time to talk about what they needed to.

Suddenly, a knock came from the front door, causing her heart to leap from her chest. That was fast, she thought. Carefully, Aisleigh stood, walking to open the door.

"Hey," Sebastian greeted, his face in pain.

"Hey..." They stood in the doorway starring at each other, not knowing how to speak. "Thanks for coming…" Aisleigh said weakly, stepping out of the way for Sebastian to enter.

"Yeah… So…"

"Do you want something to drink? To eat? I think my mom might have something in the kitchen."

"Water would be fine. Is she here?"

"No," Aisleigh explained as she walked to get Sebastian a glass of water, "She said she was going to be out, to give us time to talk… You can sit on the couch, if you want."

"Thanks." The air between them felt heavy, as if everything between them was fading away. "I talked with my mom," Sebastian started, "And told her she had no right to tell you that in her note…"

"I apricate it," Aisleigh said as she handed Sebastian the water. She watched as he gulped the water quickly. When he was finished, Sebastian gasped for air. "Do you want some more?"

"Yeah." Aisleigh quickly made her way back to the kitchen, thinking of how to start her explanation.

"So… My dad told you about my… history." She struggled get water the second time, her hands were shaking. Never in her life did she want her past to back to her. It was something that she herself wanted to forget. The months of therapy. The heartache that it caused everyone. The walking on eggshells around her. Aisleigh just wanted everyone around her to see her as she was now; someone who was happy all the time. But, Sebastian knew. She could feel things change between them. Her eyes began to water as she thought about all the times when she and Sebastian had been together, all the times that she felt that her past wouldn't be able to touch.

But everything had changed. Her memories and her future had been corrupted. Everything, she felt, was coming to an end. There was no way that Sebastian would be able to look at her the same way. She was tainted. She was ruined. No one in their right mind would take her ever again. The glass fell to the ground, shattering into millions of pieces.

"Aisleigh?" Sebastian called out, coming to see her. "Here," he said getting a broom, "Let me help." He swept up the glass shards around her feet as Aisleigh stood, unfazed. As Sebastian finished, he noticed blood began to pool around her feet. He stood silently, getting paper towels to soak up the water and clean up the blood as it rolled down her legs.

"You must think I'm pathetic." Aisleigh whispered through her tears. "I can't even get water without breaking something."

"It's alright. It's all cleaned up now," Sebastian said as he guided Aisleigh to the couch so that they could sit together. He pulled her legs onto this lap so that he could wipe away the blood that stained her skin as it began to clot. "So, what did you want to talk about?" He asked, his mind thinking the worst.

"I don't remember." Aisleigh began to cry once again, feeling as if her world was spinning around her, leaving her behind. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry, for leaving without saying anything… I wanted to tell you about what happened in high school… I wanted to tell you everything, but I was so scared that you would think something was wrong with me. And that you would run away. Treat me different. Just like everyone else."

"Everyone else?"

"After the incident, no one looked at me the same. They smiled and seemed to care. But, behind their eyes, they always look so scared that I might do something like that again. I didn't want to see that when I looked at you. I wanted you, to always… To always…" Her voice was too shaky for her to continue.

"Aisleigh…" Sebastian set next to her, not knowing what to say or how to act. "You remember what you said about shells? And how it seemed that I saw through yours, to your very core? I did… I thought I did. But, Aisleigh, this changes nothing. I still care for you."

"I know you do… But, that'll eventually fade away as you start to pick up on the little things. And then those little things become big things… So, it will change things Sebastian. Do you really want this? All of this?" They sat together in silence as Sebastian thought about Aisleigh's words. Her father had told him the same thing. He had told him that it was alright to leave. And, it was. Eventually the pain in his chest would fade away. The feelings that he had for Aisleigh would become nothing more than a memory. He would find someone else that would make him feel as if the world stopped on a dime when he would look at her.

He picked her legs off of his lap, standing. His face was emotionless as he walked to the back of the living room. As he opened the sliding glass door, he stepped out taking out a cigarette. He tapped it against the pack in his hand, thinking. "So, what you're saying is, that you're giving me the opportunity to leave? To pretend that nothing ever happened to us?" He lit his cigarette, taking a deep drag.

"Yes," Aisleigh whispered. Her heart was destroyed. She wanted to say no. She wanted to scream that she never wanted him to leave. She wanted nothing more than for Sebastian to stay by her side when everyone else had kept their distance. But, she had to give him a chance. She had to give him the opportunity to hear her side, and to make his own decision.

"You pulled away from me, Aisleigh. I tried so hard to figure out what was wrong. So, that I could fix it. I shared my insecurities with you, bared my chest so that you could see everything that I felt. So, you could understand, why it was so hard for me to let you in. I wanted you to do that for me. I gave you so many chances, and yet, you refused all of them. Then, you ran away." His back was facing her as he spoke, "I just wanted to understand what was hurting you so much so that I could help you. Why did you pull away?"

"It's a natural reaction for me," Aisleigh explained, her voice soft.

"Natural reaction? Aisleigh, when you hurt, don't you want someone to help you? To make you feel better? To take away your pain?" He waited for her to answer. When she didn't, Sebastian sighed, "Aisleigh, answer me. Do you or do you not want someone to help you?" When she refused to answer again, Sebastian turned to face her. She had curled up into herself on the couch. He flicked his cigarette out before coming inside. When he asked for a third time, his voice was more forceful, angry. "Tell me, Aisleigh!" She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Do you want someone to make you feel better?!"

"Yes!" She cried out, "I want to feel like me. I want this pain in my chest to go away. I want to stop feeling that everything I do is going to destroy everything that we have together. I want you, Sebastian!" His shoulders softened as he walked back to Aisleigh, taking her in his arms. He held her tightly, letting her cry away all of her pain. He didn't say another word until it seemed that she calmed down.

"Aisleigh," he started, his voice soft and soothing, "When I asked you to marry me, it wasn't because of who you are. Well, no that's part of the reason. But, what you do for me is why I want to marry you. You make me into a better man. A man that has grown secure in his life that he has just started building with you. We all have moments when we feel like the world is crushing us. And, it completely fine to feel that way. But, Aisleigh, I just want you to tell me. So, that when you can't walk, I'll carry you. When you can't get out of bed in the morning because you're having a bad day, I want to stay in bed with you. When everything is going right in the world, and we've reached a point in our lives when everything we have worked for is completed, we still have each other.

"I want to be by your side when you are sick. I want you by to be by my side when I finally make enough that we don't have to worry. In sickness or in health, for richer or poorer. I want you to be by my side through everything. And if that everything means that you break down once in a while, that's okay. I just want to see you smile, hear your voice, feel your skin against mine. Aisleigh, I love you."

"I… I…" Aisleigh stumbled with her words as she tried to adjust herself in his lap. When she did so, her foot hit the prescription she had been holding before he arrived. As it fell to the floor, the contents rattled. "I still have something to tell you…"

"Okay, what is it? It's that you love me and still feel the same way, right?"

Aisleigh smiled, "I do, but no that's not it." Her attention was focused on the bag on the floor. Following her gaze, Sebastian picked it up, reading the label.

"Some pills to make you feel better? I don't care about that."

"You might… What your mother had said was a trigger, yes. But, because of the way that I reacted, the intensity, was caused by something else. I didn't think anything of it, until I came here…" She paused trying to figure out what she wanted to say. "She took me to the doctor to figure out what was wrong with me…"

"What did they say?"

"Well…" She stopped again.

"Aisleigh?" Sebastian asked, concerned. Her gently touched her face, making her look at him, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, really. Just more or less reactions to certain chains of events…"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that the way that I reacted to your mother's note, not eating, falling into a depression were all a part of something else."

"Okay? Which would be?"

Aisleigh took a deep breath, closing her eyes. "I'm… We're pregnant."

"I'm sorry, what?" Sebastian asked, blinking forcefully as he tried to understand what she had just said. "We're pregnant."

"Yes. Almost two months." Aisleigh kept her eyes closed, waiting for Sebastian to say something, anything. "Sebastian?" She asked, opening her eyes. When she looked at her soon to be husband, his face was white. His eyes glazed over. Just when she had believed they had moved passed their problems, Sebastian closed himself off.

"You're going to have a baby. My child. You're pregnant."

"Yes." Her head fell as she could hear the disbelief in his voice. She began to move, to do anything so that she wouldn't feel so broken. It seemed that he didn't want to be a part of what was to come. She picked up her phone to tell her mother that it was alright to come home, but as she texted away, she was pulled in Sebastian's chest. He held her head against his shoulder tightly.

"We're going to have a family together," his voice was quiet, as if there was something around his throat. "I wanted nothing more than to be a father. To be able to raise a child and give them all the love in the world that I never got. Thank you, Aisleigh, for giving me that." He cried as Aisleigh wrapped her arms around his back. She felt at ease. Everything that had caused her heartache over the past few weeks melted away as Sebastian accepted everything; who she was, what happened to her, what could happen again in the future that they built together, their child. Everything was accepted.

As they continued to sit together in an embrace, the front door opened.

"Aisleigh, baby. I might have went overboard with the shopping. I hope that's okay. I'm just so—" Her mother stopped as she came into the living room seeing Aisleigh and Sebastian holding onto each other, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt."

"No, momma, that's okay." Aisleigh stood, Sebastian following her, "This is Sebastian." Her mother dropped her bags onto the ground as she raced towards the two of them. She held out her arms, pulling Sebastian in to a hug.

"It's so nice to meet you. Aisleigh has told me such wonderful things about you."

"It's nice to meet you too, ma'am."

"Does he know?" Her mother asked excitedly.

"He does," Aisleigh answered smiling as she watched her mother enthuse over her news.

"Wonderful! I hope that you two can stay for dinner, I wanted to have a celebratory thing. I invited your father and Grace over too."

"That would be nice," Sebastian said, as Aisleigh's mother let him go.

"Will you two be staying the night, or would you leave to go home afterwards?"

"That's up to Aisleigh," Sebastian said as he grabbed her hand tenderly.

"I think I would like to go home, if that's okay."

"Of course, it is baby. You do what you need to."

Hours passed as Aisleigh, Sebastian and her mother talked in the kitchen, cooking dinner. The air around them was light, as if days before they had not been clouded by their pasts. When Aisleigh's father and Grace finally arrived, in their hands they carried a new bundle of joy.

"Welcome you two," Aisleigh's mother chirped, "And who is this little guy?"

"This is Preston," Grace cooed. The baby slept in her arms. "Aisleigh, would you like to meet your brother?"

"Would that be okay?"

"Of course," Grace said as she adjusted her arms so that Aisleigh could take him.

"Hi Preston," she whispered, "I'm your big sister." As she held him in her arms, Aisleigh rocked back and forth.

"You're a natural," her mother said.

"I hope so."

"Sebastian, a word?" Her father said as the woman talked happily over Preston. Quietly, the two of them walked outside to the porch. They stood silently, looking up at the night sky. "So, I take it everything was resolved?"

"It was," Sebastian said. Aisleigh's father nodded, glad that the two of them had fixed what was wrong.

"I'm glad to hear it."

"Me too… I just hope in the future that she'll be able to talk to me about things when they go wrong."

"It's a process, but if you're able to talk to her, and guide her I think everything will be alright."

"I hope so," Sebastian said as he folded his hands into his pockets. The two of them stood outside for a moment more before her father continued.

"So, now that it seems that the two of you are back on track, do you have a date for the wedding?"

"No. I was hoping that we could talk about it on our way home tonight."

"Alright. Well, whatever you two decided to do, we'll support you." From inside, they heard Grace scream. Aisleigh's father walked back inside as quickly as he could. When he came into the kitchen, he saw Grace in tears holding onto Aisleigh tightly.

"What happened?"

"Well…" Aisleigh began as she awkwardly patted Grace's back, "I just told her some news that we received recently. And, I guess it was a happy shock?"

"They're pregnant!" Grace screamed as she looked at her husband. "Can you believe it! Oh, this is so wonderful!"

"Pregnant? I'm going to be a grandpa?"

"Yes!" Grace yelled once more, now weeping uncontrollably. With all the excitement, they had woken Preston. As he cried, Aisleigh's mother rocked him back and forth to calm him down. As everyone cheered and congratulated them, they sat together at the table. The feast was something simple, but the amount of love quickly filled their hearts as happiness filled the air.

"Goodnight," Aisleigh said as she hugged her mother goodbye.

"Call me tomorrow, okay?"

"I will, Momma." As they said their goodbyes, Sebastian and Aisleigh got into her car to drive home. They didn't speak much while they drove through the city. But, that was one thing that they loved; the comfortable silence between them as they held hands.

"So," Sebastian began as he turned onto the highway, "Your dad asked when we were going to get married… But, honestly Aisleigh, we could wait forever if you wanted."

"Let's do it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah," her voice was soft as she gently stroked his hand with her thumb, "I never wanted a big fancy wedding. Just some small." Sebastian smiled to himself as he sped on the empty road. Aisleigh let out a small giggle as her body was pushed back into the seat. As she giggled, she began to laugh. Then she began to cry.

"What's wrong?" Sebastian asked, his voice soothing.

"I'm so happy. When I left, I thought that you wouldn't want to see me anymore. Even as I wrote that I didn't want to see you anymore. But, you constantly reaffirmed your love for me. Constantly showed my family how much you care. Even when my world was its blackest, I wanted someone to save me. To prove that I was worth it, to be followed into the abyss. It makes me so happy, that my heart hurts."

"Why so?"

"It's so full, with a love that I never thought that I would be able to have. And yet, here you are, giving me everything I've ever wanted." Sebastian pulled her hand to his lips, pecking it lightly.

"Just say the word."

They stood together in the Mayor's house, waiting for their witnesses to arrive. Sebastian fettled with the buttons on his shirt, nervous about what was about to happen.

"You're sure you want to do this?" He asked Aisleigh as she stood quietly next to him. Her face was tired, and she had gotten sick that morning.

"Of course, I do."

"I meant this morning," he said with a chuckle. Aisleigh lowered her head as she smiled, holding onto Sebastian's hand comfortably. "Right."

"Sorry we're late," Sam said as he entered the house.

"It's no rush, Sam," the Mayor said as he sipped his coffee.

"She was taking forever, we almost left her behind."

"I'm right here, Sam," Abigail called behind him. "I would like to see you try to leave me behind."

"I could never," he said, pulling her in to kiss her forehead.

"Shall we begin?" Sebastian asked.

"Wait," Abigail said. Behind her, Spike walked on her leash. "I think she wants to be with her mom."

"Spike!" Aisleigh cheered. She all but ran to pick up the cat she had left behind. She knelt down to hold her in her arms tightly, "I'm so sorry I ran away and left you behind. Can you ever forgive me?" She asked as tears ran down her face. Spike licked her cheeks. She nuzzled Aisleigh's face as to say that everything was alright, that she understood. Sebastian looked as his about to be wife. He could see that with patience and an overwhelming understanding, that he would always be able to make her happy and smile, and see the world with beauty. That it wasn't something to be feared but embraced. That no matter what happened, no one would ever be alone if they allowed people in in their darkest moments. That love would always heal broken hearts. That love could always heal the hurt.

"Okay," Aisleigh said as she stood, wiping her eyes, "I'm ready." Sebastian and Aisleigh stood together holding hands as the Mayor officiated the wedding. It was simple and sweet, taking only a few minutes. But, those mere minutes felt like an eternity as the future sped past Aisleigh's eyes. She saw her spending her days, nights and everything in between with Sebastian by her side. She saw the birth of their first child, the birth of many more. She saw them old and grey, still holding each other's hands as they looked back to this moment when their lives became one.

"You may now kiss the bride," the Mayor said as he finished his words. Delicately, Sebastian took Aisleigh's face in his hands, touching her lips gently as she smiled. "Now, that this one is done, Abigail?"

"Thanks," Abigail said, grabbing Sam's hand tightly. The two of them quickly took their spots as Aisleigh and Sebastian stood as their witnesses.

"Wait, you planned this?" Sam asked, confused.

"Yeah," Abigail said nonchalantly, "So you can never run away from me. And I mean, we've already spent most of our lives together. Why not spend the rest?"

"You never asked me about it," Sam argued. Abigail sighed.

"Sammy. Would you do me the great honor of being my husband?"

"Duh. Why do you think I'm here?" He questioned playfully. Abigail shook her head, a smile curling up on her face.

After the quick, informal weddings, Sebastian and Aisleigh went home. They walked slowly down the forested path that left the small town. Their hands were intertwined tightly as leaves floated to the ground. In front of them, Spike ran ahead, chasing the leaves, chirping along with birds that flew overhead.

As they entered their house, Sebastian continued to lead Aisleigh towards his office. "I want to show you something that I've been working on."

"What is it?" She asked as he opened the door into his workspace. She realized, that this was the first time that she had actually seen the inside of his office. As she looked around, she saw her artwork pinned to the walls. On his desk was a drawing that she had done from the first night that they had actually talked to each other. She picked up the frame, tracing the lines in his face. Sebastian sat in his chair, opening his laptop.

"Wait just a minute, I have to pull it up." He typed quickly, clicking his mouse. As he worked, Aisleigh walked around, looking all of her artwork. She was so captivated by his private museum, that she hadn't noticed that he had taken a picture. She heard few more keystrokes, a click here and there. "There. Come sit down," he said standing up, pulling out his chair. "Wait, close your eyes."

"How am I supposed to sit down, when I can't see where I'm going?" She asked with a smirk, closing her eyes.

"Trust me," Sebastian whispered into her ear as he guided her to his chair. Aisleigh giggled as his breath tickled the back of her neck. As she sat down in the cushioned seat, Sebastian pushed her so that she rested her hands on his desk. "Open your eyes."

Aisleigh slowly opened her eyes, looking at the computer screen in front of her. The website that Sebastian had been working on for weeks was up and running smoothly. She looked at the title, tears stinging her face. She scrolled through her works, reading the annotations that Sebastian had written. The last entry had only been posted moments before. It was the picture of Aisleigh gazing at her artwork intently.

This woman, finally became my wife today. We have had our disagreements, our relationship not always sturdy. But, I wouldn't have it any other way. She is the light of my life, the air that I breathe. My reason for living, for getting up in the morning. My everything. She is passionate about her work, passionate about making sure that I never go without.

A few days ago, she left. My world crumbled, my life shattered. I had no idea what was going on. But, I knew I had to figure out what was wrong. I had to find a way to make her see that even if she wanted to run, that I would always be by her side, running with her.

She has a history with depression. Now, most people would leave after finding out, because it is such a hard thing to see your significant other in such turmoil. But, I couldn't leave her. What she does for me, is worth it. When she called me the other day, I jumped at the chance to see her. Though it had been a day since I had not seen her, it felt like years had passed. I went to visit her, and we talked about everything.

She told me that she ran because she was afraid. That she was her own worst enemy. But, that didn't matter to me. I was ecstatic to see her. This woman has changed me that much, that I didn't even care about the reason as to why she left. I just needed to see her again. To hold her. To breath in her scent. To feel like the man that she had made me to be. She then told me, that she was pregnant. That we were going to be having a child, that we were going to be bringing new life into the world.

Through everything that she had done and been through, I have not been more proud of her than when she bared her soul to me, exposing the darkness within her soul. Only to see a new speck of light shining through.

Aisleigh touched her lips as she read his words. They were passionate. They were raw. They were true. They were his thoughts and feelings put out for the entire world to see. He wasn't ashamed to broadcast her past, he embraced it for what it actually was. Everything she was, he knew. He held it close to his chest, holding on to it for as long as he could.

"You… You did this? Why?"

"Because I thought the world should see your work. Your process, the reason why you do your artwork. It was my way to show the world how much you mean to me. How lucky I am to be able to find someone like you." Aisleigh held her face in her hands as she cried. Sebastian rubbed her back as he continued, "I've gotten emails and comments about your work. Some people asking to buy some of it. Others thanking me for showcasing your talent. But, a few of them, have thanked me showing you as you are. Your ups, your downs. To them, they said, it was real. It was scary. But, it's also hopeful. If I hadn't shown them who you are, all of you, they said that they didn't feel so alone. That someone else had shown them that they too would be able to find someone who could see past their imperfections.

"Aisleigh, you are, without a doubt, some people's saving grace. When they read what I've said about you, they have hope to continue on. And, sweetheart, I hope that you continue to do the same. To continue on."

Two years passed since Aisleigh and Sebastian had said their vows. As Sebastian worked in his office, Aisleigh cooked dinner as their son wobbled around, trying to walk. She hummed to herself as she stirred a pot of stew, sniffing the air making sure that everything melted together.

"Where is he?" Sebastian called out playfully, his arms extended towards the ground. Their son giggled loudly as he reached up towards his father. "There's Edmond!" He quickly picked up the toddler, twirling about. Sebastian spun around as he made whooshing noises. Edmond laughed, his voice squealing in excitement as he flew around.

"Don't get him too excited. Sam and Abby will be here soon. Then it's going to be bed time after dinner and bath time."

"Uh-oh," Sebastian said as he pulled Edmond in closely, "Mommy said its almost bed time!"

"Uh-oh!" Edmond copied, slapping his chubby cheeks with his tiny hands, his eyes wide.

"And bath time!"

"Eww!" Edmond screamed. Aisleigh and Sebastian laughed as knock came from the front door. "Door!" Edmond screamed, practically leaning out of Sebastian's arms. As he put the toddler on the ground, he ran to the door, trying to reach the door knob. "Is it?" He yelled.

"It's Abby!" Abigail screamed as she creeped through the door way, her hands fanning out from her face as she played peek-a-boo.

"Bee!" Edmond lifted his arms, wanting to be held. As Abigail picked him up, she grunted.

"You're getting to be so big!" Edmond mumbled as he rested his head on her shoulder, hiding in her hair.

"I hope you're not trying to steal her away from me..." Sam said as he peeked around Abigail's shoulder.

"No," Edmond said, turning away from Sam. From the kitchen, Aisleigh called out, saying dinner was ready. Slowly, she walked out, taking Edmond from Abigail.

"How are you guys?" She said, hugging her friends.

"Good, since the other day we saw you guys," Sam said with a chuckle. Sebastian smiled to himself as they all walked into the dining room to eat.

"It smells great," Abigail said as she pulled out a chair to sit next to Aisleigh.

"Thanks, I can give you the recipe if you want." The four of them ate dinner together, talking about anything and everything. As they finished eating, Aisleigh picked up Edmond, sitting him on her lap.

"So, you guys, besides being a weekly thing, Sebastian and I invited you over because we have some news."

Abigail took Sam's hand under the table, looking at him lovingly, "What a coincidence. We do too."

"You guys go first, then," Sebastian said as he pushed away his empty bowl.

"Well…" Abigail started.

"We're going to have a baby!" Sam blurted out. Abigail gave him a hard side glance, laughing at his excitement.

"Congratulations!" Aisleigh said, clapping her hands with Edmond's.

"Yayy!" The toddler cheered. "Baby!"

"That's right!" Aisleigh praised. Abigail laughed, her cheeks bright red.

"So, what was your news?" She asked.

"Pretty much the same thing," Aisleigh said as she tickled the toddler, her mouth gasped open.

"Really?" Sam questioned.

"Yeah," Sebastian said, "A girl." As the four of them congratulated each other, the sun set in the distance. As the warm spring day gave way to the night, they ventured out to the porch to look out at the stars. Aisleigh sat in front of Sebastian on the steps, smiling brightly as they all reminisced about how they all became friends. His hand rested on her shoulder lightly, squeezing it every so often. They talked about the first night Sam and Sebastian stumbled on to her land, drunk. They talked about the night the four of them sat looking at the stars for the first time. They sat there until the early morning, laughing and joking as if all the hurt and pain of their past was nothing more than a dream.

When Sam and Abigail left to go home, Aisleigh and Sebastian stood on their porch watching their friend's leave hand in hand.

"Can you believe that it's only been three years?" Aisleigh whispered as she looked up at Sebastian, the starlight hitting his face just as it did the night her heart began to beat for him.

"Jeez, that's all?" He joked. Aisleigh smiled as she tapped his chest. "Are you sure, you still want to spend the rest of our lives together?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," she said, pulling him inside their house to go to bed. As their door closed behind them, Edmond began to cry from his room.

"I got it, you go to bed," Sebastian said as he pecked Aisleigh's forehead.

"Alright, don't take too long."

"No promises," he said as he climbed the stairs. As Aisleigh got ready for bed, she turned on the monitor she had on her night stand.

"Hey buddy," she heard Sebastian whisper as he entered their son's room, "What's wrong?"

"Monster!" He cried.

"Oh no!" Sebastian said. He grunted as he picked up Edmond out of his bed, holding him tightly. Together they looked around for the monster that he had seen. "There's no monsters, buddy." Edmond cried quietly, as he held onto his father's chest. As Aisleigh heard the two of them together, she laid down, her head resting on the pillow waiting for the bedtime story she knew was coming. "Do you want a story?" Sebastian asked. Edmond grunted as Sebastian walked to the little book shelf, pulling out a book to read. He sat in the arm chair next to the toddler's bed heavily, making him giggle. "Ready?" He asked, making sure that Edmond was comfortable in his arms.

"Ready," he cheered. As Sebastian read the storybook, Aisleigh closed her eyes, imagining the scenes that transpired. Within a few minutes, Sebastian's voice was nothing but as whisper as Edmond had already fallen back to sleep. But, he continued reading until the book was finished, knowing his wife was still listening.

When Sebastian had finished reading and putting his son back to sleep, he walked downstairs to join Aisleigh. He entered his room, looking at Spike as she curled up at Aisleigh's feet. Sebastian walked over to his side of the bed as quietly as he could, laying down next to Aisleigh. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her in closely. He rested his head in her hair, listening to her breathing as she slept.

"I love you, good night, sweet dreams princess."