It was a late Friday night and York was still awake, waiting for her. He sat in the living room of their apartment mindlessly flipping through TV channels. York was starting to get tired so he put down the TV remote and leaned back into the couch. "I'm only going to close my eyes for a minute." He thought to himself. He closed both his eyes. Time was no longer a concern as York drifter away, that is if he felt a light tug at his shirt.

"hmm..What."

York moaned while keeping his eyes closed, still half asleep. He felt another light tug on his shirt.

"Daddy, it's me."

York heard the sound of his daughters voice and he opened his eyes fast. He look down and saw the small girl holding onto a stuffed bear. He picked her up and placed her on his lap. He smiled at her and lightly kissed her forehead.

"Sweetie you should be asleep, lets get you back to bed."

The small girl crossed both her arms and frowned.

"I can't sleep, I'm scared, I want mommy."

York put his arms around the small girl and she started crying.

"Shh, sweetie, it's okay."

"It's not okay. I had a bad dream about how Mommy hates me."

York was confused why would she dream about that. He was also scared that the young girl knew more about what was going on then she should know.

"Sweetie mommy doesn't hate you, she's just working late tonight. It was only a bad dream."

York sat up with the young girl still in his arms. He carried her down the hall to her room. He reached her room and turned on the lights while walking over to her bed. He gently laid the girl down on her bed and put her stuffed bear in her arms. He smiled at her as he pushed her light red hair away from deep hazle eyes. He pulled a light pink blanket on to the bed and he covered her with it. The girl yawned and closed her eyes.

"I love you and so does Mommy so you have nothing to worry about."

"Okay daddy, I love you too."

York smiled and kissed her forehead. He turned off the lights and then shut the door to her room. He walked back down the hall into the living room. He sat down on the couch and saw that the TV was still on. He turned to his right and picked up the TV remote. He turned off the TV and he sat in silence just thinking. It wasn't so much thinking as it was worrying about Carolina. It's been hard on them both since the project ended, since they both had to become normal people again. York had tried hard for years to get a job, but sadly with no success. York never went to collage and had no real job training. Since it was hard for York to find a job, Carolina went out and decided that she would be the one to bring in the money. That left York as a stay at home dad, witch he loved. York sighed and looked down at his wedding ring, he smiled to himself. He remembered the day they got married, it was the best day of his life. York loved Carolina and he knew that he always would, but he still worried. Carolina worked two jobs to support them, one as a personal trainer and one as a waitress. It was hard on both York and their daughter Sammy for Carolina to be gone almost all day. York remembered the times that she would come home late form work. York would stay up late into the night and he would greet her with a hug, and she would greet him with a kiss. They would both craw into bed and talk about each others day. York would talk about how Sammy was doing in school and Carolina would talk about work. A couple times she told York how much she missed him. York would pull his arms around her and she would fall asleep in them. York was starting to feel a deep sadness fill him. He'd come to realize that those nights were so long ago and that those nights never happened anymore. The sound of the front door opening made York jump. He pushed himself off the couch and walked over to the door. York took a moment to look at Carolina who he could see was Drunk. Completely drunk. She fell over and started to lightly laugh. York quickly moved over to her and helped her up. He took a look at the watch on his wrist and saw that it was two in the mourning.

"Carolina, what are you doing back so late?"

Carolina stumbled slightly and York put his arm around her to help her keep brace. Carolina pressed a sloppy kiss on York's cheek. York could smell the strong sent of jack daniels on her.

"Late?...I ummm... it's..not late."

York sighed deeply as he continued to help Carolina to their room. York turned on the light and helped Carolina over to the bed.

"Carolina, you need to sit down."

Carolina sat on the bed only to fall over again. She grab onto York's hand pulling him down with her. It seemed like all Carolina did now was drink and it hurt York to see this. She always told him how drinking made her forget, that she could sleep better if she would drink. She never knew that it would hurt him so bad. Even though York had a billion questions for Carolina, he decided that it should wait till tomorrow. Both of them where to tired to talk about anything right now. York kissed Carolina's forehead and pulled the blankets over them. He cuddled close to her and she fell asleep in his arms. It was nice, but York just wished that it wasn't because of the alcohol this time.

- Author Note -

Just a random idea I had for a story. Not to sure about it yet, tell me what you guys think? Anyways thanks for reading and like always reviews are awesome and always helpful! You guys rule!