Scarlett couldn't help a small smile when Terence leaned down, kissing Gwen's forehead. Their little girl turned in her sleep and wrinkled up her nose in an almost-waking glance before rolling over. It had been scary for all of them with her being sick so far from home, but Scarlett managed to keep a cool head to get her daughter home safely.

Now that she was out of danger, and they were all happily at home, she could relax. It seemed that her husband felt the same as he sighed under her touch and kissed her softly. Her eyes opened dreamily and she heaved a sigh of her own, wondering just how glad he was to have his family home.

They walked out of Gwen's room, letting her rest and strolled down the hallway arm in arm. "He should be. You know how he gets though after a trip. Needs to check on his dragons and warriors and once he counts them all..." Scarlett opened the door to their son's room and found him lying on his pillow, above the covers and clutching a plastic Chinese Fireball replica to his chest. "...and then he falls asleep."

Scarlett wandered in and tucked her half-asleep squirming boy underneath his covers, touching his nose lightly and kissing his temple. "He helped so much when Gwen was sick. You would've loved it - taking charge the way he did." Scarlett was whispering as she closed the door and joined her husband in the hallway yet again. "Have you eaten yet?" She touched the side of his face and could tell that he had had 'one of those days'.