When Rose slid into the bed next to him, Jimmy couldn’t help his smile. He pulled her close to him, both of his arms wrapped around her, his hand resting on her stomach. He pressed a gentle kiss to her temple as he let out a bit of a sigh.
“I’m glad you’re safe,” He said gently, “both of you.” It was still weird to him to think that he was responsible for the little bump inside of her, that there was a baby there that he was going to love and protect and hold and feed. But he was going to. He was going to be there for as many moments as he could. He snuggled a little closer. He was worried. He was worried about their safety, about his baby’s safety, but more importantly, Cyril was on his mind. He didn’t want Cyril getting hurt now, and with everything being crazy, and Cyril not staying with them, he couldn’t help but picture the worst. He tried to push the thoughts out of his mind and focus on the good things. There was a lot of good things.