Sick Boy
Mara paced through her children's room anxiously, holding Logan in her arms.
"Logan," she murmured gently, rubbing his back and fighting panic. "Sweetheart, wake up."
Logan didn't respond, though his eyes were open. Mara closed her eyes and tried not to cry.
"Please, baby, wake up. You know how to do sheilds now, stop taking in the bad feelings, please," she begged, kissing his forehead and sitting. Suddenly a powerful wave of sorrow swept over her, and she was almost sick, cringing as tears fell down her face.
"Sweetheart," she murmured, then winced as baby Lily woke up with a startled wail. "Not your sister, Logan, she's too little!"
Logan didn't respond, and heartbrokenly Mara set Logan down and hurried to retrieve her youngest.
"Shh," she said, trying to calm the babe down, but Lily would have non of it as fat baby tears spilled down her face.
Mara sat by Logan, trying to rub his back and cradle Lily at the same time. After a moment she looked up at the ceiling, shaking with grief. Her whole world was falling apart faster than she could find ways to heal it. Bowing her head she gathered her children to her, then stood.
"Come on, babies, we've got to get dressed," she said weakly, going to their room to get them bundled in fresh clothing.
"Logan," she murmured gently, rubbing his back and fighting panic. "Sweetheart, wake up."
Logan didn't respond, though his eyes were open. Mara closed her eyes and tried not to cry.
"Please, baby, wake up. You know how to do sheilds now, stop taking in the bad feelings, please," she begged, kissing his forehead and sitting. Suddenly a powerful wave of sorrow swept over her, and she was almost sick, cringing as tears fell down her face.
"Sweetheart," she murmured, then winced as baby Lily woke up with a startled wail. "Not your sister, Logan, she's too little!"
Logan didn't respond, and heartbrokenly Mara set Logan down and hurried to retrieve her youngest.
"Shh," she said, trying to calm the babe down, but Lily would have non of it as fat baby tears spilled down her face.
Mara sat by Logan, trying to rub his back and cradle Lily at the same time. After a moment she looked up at the ceiling, shaking with grief. Her whole world was falling apart faster than she could find ways to heal it. Bowing her head she gathered her children to her, then stood.
"Come on, babies, we've got to get dressed," she said weakly, going to their room to get them bundled in fresh clothing.