"Where have you been, Emma?" Will called out to his wife as she entered their home, "It's 9:00. I've been trying to call you for hours!"

"I had to stay late for work, Will." Emma replied, annoyed, "I told you this morning."

"You said about a half hour late, Em. I was expecting you to be home 5 hours ago! I've been worried sick!"

"Well, I'm home now, and I'm fine." She paused, "Can we just go to bed?"

Will sighed, trying to think of what to say next when he saw their 4 year old, Mia walk in, rubbing her eyes.

"Sweetie, did we wake you up?" Will asked her.

"No, I was staying awake for Mommy." Mia said sleepily as she walked across the room to her Emma and leaned her head against her leg, "Mommy? Why didn't you come say goodnight to me? Daddy said you would, but you never did."

Emma bent down so she was eye level with her daughter. She combed her hand through Mia's tangled hair, "I'm sorry, sweetie, I had to stay late at work. Let's go to bed now, okay?"

Emma bit her lip as she took Mia's hand and walked her up the stairs to her bedroom. Tucking Mia in, she began their bedtime routine.

"Mommy, can you stay with me until I fall asleep?"

Emma paused, "Sure, honey." she agreed, knowing that it would postpone the conversation with Will about where she had been.

"Goodnight, Mia." Emma whispered, as she left the pink bedroom, after she had made sure that she was asleep.

Emma walked slowly down the hall to her bedroom and opened the door.

"Will?" she whispered.

There was no response. Will was asleep, glasses askew on his face, lamp on, and a book in his lap. Emma couldn't help but smile at him. She went into the bathroom, washed her face and came out dressed in her pajamas. She walked around the bed to Will's side, removed his glasses and book, and turned out the light. She placed her hand on her stomach as she climbed into bed. He would understand, wouldn't he?