It was a stormy night. Across the hall they heard his tiny voice cry out, "Mummy, daddy, I need you!"
Will and Lou were lying in bed, both in that state of just being barely awake. Lou was certainly needing as much rest as possible, as she prepared for the delivery of their second baby, a daughter, within the next few weeks.
Will, who had been working tirelessly in physio and had participated in a controversial regenerative surgery at the Lois Pope Center had recovered much of the usage of his arms and was far more self sustaining than he had been before. He had adapted so much that he was very much a physically participating dad with his three year old son Alex.
Lou groaned and Will leaned in to kiss her. No worries love, you need to sleep. I've got this. Will maneuvered himself into his chair and called out, "Daddy's coming, Alex!"
When will arrived in Alex's room, he asked what had happened. Alex was scared of the thunder. Daddy began to sing, "oh I wi-li-li-li-lish I li-li-li-li-lived in a...
Alex stopped Will. "Daddy, what are you singing?" Will answered, "It's a song mummy used to sing to me when I was scared or sick. Grand-dad used to sing it to her when she was little. I think this song made me fall more in love with mummy and it always made everything all better."
Will hadn't noticed, but Lou was standing in the doorway of their son's room and giggled. Her heart swelled. She left her men to have some privacy and returned to bed.
Will leaned down and kissed his son good night. "I love you little man." "I love you too daddy."
Will rolled back to their bedroom and hoisted himself back up to bed trying to be as quiet as possible so to not wake his very pregnant wife. Little did he know, she was wide awake and wearing a million dollar smile and a heart full of happiness. Will quietly kissed his wife and they both drifted off to sleep.