Rupert smiled, glad Fred liked his idea. After they had kissed, he slipped back out of the bathroom and got into bed again after pulling on a pair of pajama bottoms. When Fred joined him once she finished, he wrapped his arm around her, holding her close.
"It has been," he agreed. But at least she was still there with him. That was all that truly mattered. Ethan hadn't taken her away from him, and he never would.
Certainly not after tomorrow.
Which came rather quickly once they fell asleep. Most of his dreams were filled with him and Fred taking out Ethan in any number of painful ways. When Brahms batted his chest, Rupert opened his eyes and looked over at the clock, chuckling softly.
"Time to feed you, eh?" he asked. Leaning over, he kissed Fred before slipping out of bed. "I'll be right back."
He jogged downstairs and got Brahms his food before changing out his water and cleaning his litter tray. Once the cat was happily eating, Rupert headed upstairs.
"Going to take a shower if someone wants to join me," he offered with a grin before he went into the bathroom.