It's fifteen minutes later when she finds us. My back is against the door when it opens and she comes in. I couldn't get up or move to look at Dinah because David is already sleeping soundly in my arms, snoring softly. It's the cutest sound in the world and I can't help but smile. She closes the door gently and walks towards the bed then I feel the bed dip behind me and her chest pressing against my back as she hugs me. She rests her chin on my shoulder and watches David with me.
"I love watching him sleep too." She says as she reaches forward to touch our little boy's face and play with the curls of his hair.
"You were right, Love." I whisper. "He will come home to me. To us."
"He always will. We always will. You, me and David..." She snuggles closer to us and hugs us tighter. "This is
