Someone had broken in. Honestly, she shouldn't have been as surprised as she was, especially with how they'd been stalked these past couple of weeks. But she felt like... like she could have prevented it somehow. Or like they didn't deserve this. She disallowed herself to pay too much attention to the fight happening behind her, focusing her energy on her son instead.
Admittedly, only part of the reason why Rae had turned around had to do with checking on EJ. She felt her eyes watering up—an unfortunate side-effect of being emotional and maternal, and having someone trying to hurt her son. She breathed slowly, listening to the exchange between Topher and the intruder, and brushed her fingers along EJ's soft skin. “It's okay, Lilja. Topher won't let him hurt you.”
She heard the uncomfortable crack of bone on bone and watched EJ stop in his motions, then whimper. Lifting him from his bassinet now that her hand had mended itself, she breathed slowly and rubbed his back, trying to calm him.
Topher addressed her, and she nodded her head in response to his first question, then swallowed thickly at his second one. “I, uh...” she muttered, and then nodded her head. “I think so...” she didn't meet his eye, so that he wouldn't see the dishonesty in her words. “We should be.” When she looked back up at him, she flashed him a weak smile and let EJ lean against her shoulder.
As much as she wanted to ask him to stay, as afraid as she was, she had to let it go here. She had to think of what the right thing to do was. “Just...” she swallowed nervously and blinked back any further tears until he was gone. Until she was alone with her son. He was dealing with enough right now; the last thing he needed was her sniveling like a little kid. “Just be quick?” she asked, not crying, but desperately voiced.
Once he left, she sat on the bed with her son in her arms for a little while, thinking about everything that had transpired. Why had Samson—because she was sure that he was the one who'd sent this guy—wanted EJ's blood? What did he want to know? She looked at her son with desperately apologetic eyes and sniffled. “We're lucky that Topher was here, Lilja. We're lucky he saved us,” she whispered. “I don't know what I'd... I don't know what we'd do without him. We're lucky, you know that? No, you may not get to know your daddy, but he's...” she smiled sadly, “he's a pretty good one. He'll keep us safe.”