She is "Magnus"!
More hunting, rescue and lose a few more lives. Again and again the day too much for Will. The one that ends with a desire to leave and end this life. Then that smile, that breath of hope, oxygen makes him want to continue.
Lying on the bed, he waits for her to approach. Pretend sleep never worked with her and yet he tries every time. She gently caresses her face, her lips approach his and she kiss his cheek. He sighs.
- He heard you get into the room.
- No, impossible. I was careful not to make noise. I'm sure he sleeps.
As if to convince himself, he took her in his arms and kissed her softly.
- He doesn't call. He fell asleep!
It's at this time that a young voice came from the next room.
- Daddy, Daddy! Are you here?
Will sighed. Helen smiled.
- This is my son!
- As smart as his father.
- Dad?
- I'm coming, Son.
Their son's room was decorated very simply. Not knowing the sex of the unborn child, Helen and Will had opted for pastel shades offered peace and serenity to the room. This room was a sanctuary within the Sanctuary. A quiet place but also a place to play and laugh for their son. Will loved spending time with his son in the room. It was full of lint and small toys were scattered throughout the room. A happy mess.
- Hello darling!
- Hello, Dad!
- You should sleep. You know that after Mom told a story, it's time to sleep.
- I know. But yesterday you promised me.
Tired, Will really didn't know what he said to his son. He sat on the edge of the bed.
- What Dad promised darling?
- You promised tonight, it was you who told the story!
- Ah! And that's why you are waiting me?
- Yes.
- You were right. I made a promise. I must keep my promise. You remember what Mom said about the promises?
- Always keep his promise!
- Yes, always.
Will leaned over his son and kissed her forehead.
- What kind of story do you want me to tell you?
- A story of a knight.
- A history of knight? Ok so ... Once upon a time...
- Dad?
- Yes, my darling!
- Daddy, why you call Mommy, "Magnus"?
Will gaped not really knowing what to say to her son.
- Uh ... Because that's her name.
- No! It's her last name, but this is not her first name. Uncle Tesla called her "Helen". Henry and Kate call her "Doc" but that's okay because she's a doctor. Why do you call mommy "Magnus"? You don't call me "Zimmerman"?
The logic of the boy appeared to him as relentless.
- Ok! I called your mom "Magnus" because I was the first. When I first met your mom, she made me a little scared. She has always been special, she always had a special place in my life. I didn't know how to tell her so I started to call her Magnus. I wanted to be different from others in her eyes. I wanted her to notice me. She's "Magnus"… Just for me.
- That's why you call me "Jamie" while Mom called me "James"?!
- Yeah, Jamie. Because you are unique. The most beautiful gift from your mom. Come here, sweetie.
Will took Jamie in his arms and hugged him hard.
- I love you, darling.
- Me too! I love you Dad. And I love Mom too.
Will back his son to bed and covered him. He stroked Jamie's hair.
- I know Jamie and she knows it too. You always want your story, my little one.
- No, it's okay, Dad. I'm going to sleep now, you told me a great story tonight.
- Ok! Good night, my darling!
- Good night, Dad!
Slowly, Will got up and left the room after his son embraced. Helen waited in the hallway.
- I loved your story, Will.
- The main character inspires me a lot. She gives me a lot of love. This is what we need to make a great story ... Much love!