honey.”
“Don’t be. I needed this. Thank you for knocking down the walls, baby,” he said as he headed down the hall toward the clinic.
“Walls? You knocked down the cave walls?”
I shook my head, “Nope. I knocked down his walls.”
“Excuse me?”
I smiled and hugged him, “You wouldn’t understand because you came without walls. You were easy.”
He grinned as his eyebrows went up, “Easy? Show me how easy I was.”
I hesitated, “I’d love to, but I was going to check on Jason. Is that okay? ”
“He’s fine. He said he was tired and was going to go to sleep.”
I definitely felt disappointed. I wanted to talk to him some more, “Oh. Okay. Then I guess it’s bedtime for us too.”
“Sweet,” he said as he scooped me into his arms. It only took him a few seconds to help me completely forget my disappointment.
My eyes shot open. “Something’s wrong,” I whispered to myself. I glanced at the clock: three a.m. Was it Carlos? I never saw him after he came back from the clinic. Maybe he was in pain. I quietly rolled out of bed, pulled on sweats and a t-shirt, then tip-toed out our bedroom door. I rushed through the main room to Carlos’ bedroom. I listened at the door, but didn’t hear anything unusual. I quietly opened the door and smiled when I saw him sleeping peacefully, with a brace on his arm. I walked over, bent down and gently kissed his forehead. He was sound asleep and didn’t stir at all. No, that’s not what woke me. But what was it? I quietly closed Carlos’ door and stood in the main room, thinking. Suddenly it hit me, “Jason,” I whispered. “Something’s wrong with Jason.” I walked out the door, crossed the hall and placed my ear to Jason’s door. I heard muffled crying inside. I tapped, gently, on the door, “Jason?” I whispered. The crying stopped as he walked to the door. He opened it a crack, “What?” he mumbled.
“Is everything okay?”
“Fine. Everything’s fine,” he snapped. He was trying so hard to be brave. He started to turn away and close the door.
“Jason? Would you like me to show you where we held your father?” I said, th inking that his father’s scent might help him feel better.
“Now? Isn’t it a little late?”
I smiled, shook my head and held my hand out to him, “No. It’s not too late at all.”
He looked at my outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the hall and took my hand in his. We made our way quietly down the halls to the holding cells. His hand gripped mine tighter when his father’s scent hit him. “We never harmed him, Jason. We just didn’t understand what the s eraphim ’s were doing. We held him while we were trying to figure that out.”
Jason nodded, then we rounded the corner and the cell came into view. He slowly walked up to the open door. He wrapped his hands around the bars, looked up and around the cell, then gave it a little shake. “This never would have held him . He chose to stay when he did.”
I nodded as I walked inside the cell to the back wall, “I figured as much. I knew from the moment I met him that he was much too strong for us.” I sat down on the floor and leaned my back up against the wall. Jason hesitated before stepping inside, which is exactly why I had walked in first. I knew that he was still worried that we might try to capture him. Trust still had to be earned. Finally, he took a deep breath through his nose and walked inside. I saw a tear glistening on his cheek as he walked over and sat down next to me. “We’ll find him Jason. I promise.”
He nodded, slipped his hand in mine then brought his head down on my lap as he quietly cried. “Shhhh,” I whispered as I caressed his cheek, “you’re not alone, Jason. We’ll find him.”
It took about an hour, but he finally fell asleep. I
“Don’t be. I needed this. Thank you for knocking down the walls, baby,” he said as he headed down the hall toward the clinic.
“Walls? You knocked down the cave walls?”
I shook my head, “Nope. I knocked down his walls.”
“Excuse me?”
I smiled and hugged him, “You wouldn’t understand because you came without walls. You were easy.”
He grinned as his eyebrows went up, “Easy? Show me how easy I was.”
I hesitated, “I’d love to, but I was going to check on Jason. Is that okay? ”
“He’s fine. He said he was tired and was going to go to sleep.”
I definitely felt disappointed. I wanted to talk to him some more, “Oh. Okay. Then I guess it’s bedtime for us too.”
“Sweet,” he said as he scooped me into his arms. It only took him a few seconds to help me completely forget my disappointment.
My eyes shot open. “Something’s wrong,” I whispered to myself. I glanced at the clock: three a.m. Was it Carlos? I never saw him after he came back from the clinic. Maybe he was in pain. I quietly rolled out of bed, pulled on sweats and a t-shirt, then tip-toed out our bedroom door. I rushed through the main room to Carlos’ bedroom. I listened at the door, but didn’t hear anything unusual. I quietly opened the door and smiled when I saw him sleeping peacefully, with a brace on his arm. I walked over, bent down and gently kissed his forehead. He was sound asleep and didn’t stir at all. No, that’s not what woke me. But what was it? I quietly closed Carlos’ door and stood in the main room, thinking. Suddenly it hit me, “Jason,” I whispered. “Something’s wrong with Jason.” I walked out the door, crossed the hall and placed my ear to Jason’s door. I heard muffled crying inside. I tapped, gently, on the door, “Jason?” I whispered. The crying stopped as he walked to the door. He opened it a crack, “What?” he mumbled.
“Is everything okay?”
“Fine. Everything’s fine,” he snapped. He was trying so hard to be brave. He started to turn away and close the door.
“Jason? Would you like me to show you where we held your father?” I said, th inking that his father’s scent might help him feel better.
“Now? Isn’t it a little late?”
I smiled, shook my head and held my hand out to him, “No. It’s not too late at all.”
He looked at my outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the hall and took my hand in his. We made our way quietly down the halls to the holding cells. His hand gripped mine tighter when his father’s scent hit him. “We never harmed him, Jason. We just didn’t understand what the s eraphim ’s were doing. We held him while we were trying to figure that out.”
Jason nodded, then we rounded the corner and the cell came into view. He slowly walked up to the open door. He wrapped his hands around the bars, looked up and around the cell, then gave it a little shake. “This never would have held him . He chose to stay when he did.”
I nodded as I walked inside the cell to the back wall, “I figured as much. I knew from the moment I met him that he was much too strong for us.” I sat down on the floor and leaned my back up against the wall. Jason hesitated before stepping inside, which is exactly why I had walked in first. I knew that he was still worried that we might try to capture him. Trust still had to be earned. Finally, he took a deep breath through his nose and walked inside. I saw a tear glistening on his cheek as he walked over and sat down next to me. “We’ll find him Jason. I promise.”
He nodded, slipped his hand in mine then brought his head down on my lap as he quietly cried. “Shhhh,” I whispered as I caressed his cheek, “you’re not alone, Jason. We’ll find him.”
It took about an hour, but he finally fell asleep. I
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