Suke’s Point of View
“There you are” I said softly as Dylan opened her eyes and looked at me.
“I feel like I got hit by a train.”
“I’m sure you do sweetheart” I said as Laa carried Jones over so he could see that Dylan was awake. I was still holding her; I knew she was going to be sore and, to minimize moving her around more than was necessary I thought it better to hold her until Rowan got home and we were able to clean her up. Jones started to cry as he reached for his mother.
“Hi baby, what are you doing up in the middle of the night?” Dylan said weakly.
“He knew you were hurt; your little man had a very traumatizing night” Laa explained as she tried to settle him down again.
“Please put him on my chest” Laa did, and Jones immediately snuggled under Dylan’s chin and clung to
