Dominic heard her repeating his name, and he sighed again in relief because it was her, he knew it, but more, he felt it. Swooping her up into his arms was more awkward than it had been when she was a little child, but he didn't care, didn't even notice, she was home.

"Daddy's got you," He said, repeating it several times, each time more determined. He was going to keep her safe, make certain that she never got out of his arms again.

Reaching the still ajar French doors into the kitchen, he nudged them open with one foot. "HESTIA!" He called, not caring that the doctors had insisted that she needed rest, or that she had just dozed off a short while ago, because this trumped sleep any day and when they all finally did sleep, it would be the sound sleep of knowing that Hannah was home and sleep rather than the restless one of worrying and nightmares that they had all been having. "Hestia, come quickly!"

He sat Hannah at one of the barstools in the kitchen, his hands still tightly gripping hers, as he drew back just enough to look her over. There were no cuts, no bruises that he could see, and her clothing did look sufficiently warm. She looked thinner, smaller somehow, but perhaps that was just an after effect of him missing his 'baby' for over a week.

"Merlin but I missed you," He said, his voice low and rough, as he wrapped his arms around her again, hugging her tightly.