Disclaimer: Not mine!

Just know you're not alone
Cause I'm going to make this place your home
Settle down, it'll all be clear
Don't pay no mind to the demons

It was the kind of night where you wouldn't want to get out of bed for anything, and she was thankful for her large bed. She knew it would only be a few minutes before the empty bed would become fill, and when the next boom rang the air causing her kids to run and dive into her bed, she could only sigh a breathe of relief. Since her husband had been gone, the bed had been too empty, and truthfully she enjoyed the closeness with her children. In the ways they were different from her, they were the same as her husband and vice versa. Her husband used to joke to her that their children had gotten all the best qualities of the two of them put together. She always laughed but truthfully she agreed. They were perfect.

"I only came down here because Becca was scared, Mom." Her son reassured her. She had to stifle a laugh when he dove under the covers at the next boom. "I'm not scared at all," he finished, poking his head out of the covers.

"I believe you, Joshua." She replied, smiling at her oldest son.

" I was scared, Mommy." A small voice whispered, as she found her youngest daughter pressing her face hard against her chest.

"Don't be scared, Madeline." She replied, swinging her daughter onto her lap, before kissing her softly on the head. "It's just a storm."

"When will Daddy be home?"

She looked around the bed, where her four children were all looking up at her, waiting for her awnser. She had been so thankful for her children, but had become even more thankful of them when her husband had to travel. They kept her sane and kept her from pining away from her husband.

Joshua was 11, the oldest. He had been their first born and she could never forget the day, he was born. They were so excited, so over-joyed, so over whelmed. They were both out of their league, but together they became pretty good parents, if she'd say so. They made their first mistakes with Joshua, and she would admit that by the time Josh was three, he had probably more spills then she had ever had in her whole life. Josh took after his father in that way, he was athletic, soccer and basketball took over his life, with a side of video games.

Their second child, a daughter had been a total different story. Here they were, thinking they had the parenting thing down, the second would be easier, but a daughter is different then a son. She remembers walking in on her husband rocking her baby and laugh.

"She isn't going to break."

"I know…she's just so small."

She had stifled a laugh, "Being you, I thought you weren't afraid of anything."

"This is a bit difference then anything."

But their daughter Rebecca turned out okay. She was 8 now, a total ballerina horse loving girl, her husband sometimes wondered out loud if she got any of his genetics. But truthfully, he loved her for her differences.

With their third child, Clara, they thought they had the parenting routine down. But Clara was colicky, she slept little, and most days, her and her husband found themselves hoping for more then three hours of sleep at night. Clara ended up walking early, talking early, basically caught up to her siblings in record time. She was a genius to say the least. She was 6, not a princess like Becca, not a jock like Josh. She was more of a nice middle. After Clara, they saw their family as complete.

But life doesn't work the way you wanted, and Madeline had been born a little less then three years ago. She had been classified as an accident but truthfully, she brought the family the part, they didn't know they were missing. She was spunky and perfect, and completed their family.

She loved her children more then anything else, and she knew they missed their father when he was gone. They adored him.

"Hey kids, did you hear that?"

They listened carefully, hearing nothing but the thunder and wind.

"What Mommy?"

"Shhh." This time, the sound was quite audible, a door unlocking.

"Daddy!"

"Let me check first okay, stay here."

She slipped into the living room, grabbing the gun from the desk. It was a safety procedure her and her husband had. They knew their job hazards, especially now that they had children to look out for. The guns were always kept up high, and the children knew not to touch. It was nerve-wracking but it worked in the end.

"Honey?"

"Nell, it's just me."

She set the gun down, flying into his arms, kissing him hard. She felt relief wash over her as he wrapped his arms around her. It seemed to her that she couldn't love him anymore sometimes, but found every time he back from a trip, that she loved him so much more then she remembered.

"Miss me?" He asked, a cheeky grin spread across his face.

"More then you will ever know. Your children miss you too.'

He grinned, " I've missed them too."

"How about me?"

He kissed her once. "You too."

"How was it?"

The question would seem strange for a normal husband and wife, but they were nothing close to normal. He pondered on this for a second before looking at her, his blue eyes connected with hers. "It was okay."

"Just okay?"

"Close call, but I made it home in the end." They had promised on their wedding day, that they would always tell each other the truth no matter what. Some days it was hard and it never got easier, but it was important for her to tell him how she felt, and him vice versa. Especially with the lives, they lived.

"Kids," Nell replied, turning to face the bedroom. "Dad's home!"

Their footsteps pounded and they attacked their father. Nell watched in pride as he hugged his three girls and his son, their laughs echoing through the halls. Their eyes all matched his except for Clara's, another one of Nell's genetics Clara had received. Nell remembered the day Clara had been born clearly, when she had looked into Clara's hazel eyes for the first time.

'Good," He had whispered into her ear. "Now I have another beautiful set of hazel eyes to stare into."

She had slapped him softly at the time for being cheeky, but his grin made her laugh like always.

"Hey," his voice broke her out of her daydream. The kids' arms were still wrapped around him, and he leaned forward, kissing her on the lips. "I love you."

She smiled back before answering, "I love you too G."

That's it! My quick one shot! I might add on, if enough people want me too but this is it for now! (: