Nicholas wasn't sleeping well lately. Three months ago JJ had been taken from them, their unborn daughter in her belly. She had been returned, mostly unscathed, but Victor who had been through the wars with her, was still staying in their house. And she had still been taken. Their baby daughter had been taken too. Jesse had been taken. Before that, Nicholas had. Nicholas woke with every sound, sure it was someone coming to take one of them away again.
The house creaked, pulling him from sleep. When he noted JJ was beside him in the bed, but Jesse was not, Nicholas went in search for him. God, what if he was gone. He searched the entire house, panic growing as he did so. At the last second, he realised he should check the porch, and he exploded out of the house, falling to his knees with relief when he saw Jesse there. "Oh thank fuck," Nicholas hissed, pressing the palms of his hands into his eyes. "Thank fuck thank fuck."