I've decided that his story won't be a collection of a few large chapters; but a collection of many small chapters. None are one-shots, all are connected to a single story.

A large thump from the room over caused Shawn to jump. The sheets were knotted around his waist as it had been too hot the night before. He faintly heard Juliet talking to Adam; most likely trying to get him to do something menial. "No Adam!" Juliet yelled. Shawn sighed and got up from the bed.

"What's going on?" Shawn asked walking into the kitchen. Juliet was standing over Adam who had a large frown across his face.

"He won't eat," Juliet sighed rubbing at her temples. Shawn leaned against the doorway but didn't take his eyes of his son.

"Adam," He spoke slowly. Adam paid no mind to his father and began to bang a fist on the table.

"Adam please." Juliet begged getting on eye level with him, Adam looked away immediately. "You need to eat sweetie."

"No eat, no eat." Adam protested banging his fist again.

"Shawn…" Juliet looked at him dejectedly.

"I got him." Shawn walked over and sat down next to Adam. One glance at the plate on the table made Shawn know what was wrong. Using a spoon he scooted a piece of banana out from under a few eggs and to the edge of the plate. "Look." Shawn gently took Adam's shoulder and forced him to look at the plate. Without another word Adam picked up the banana and ate it quietly.

"I forgot," Juliet said.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" From the bags under her eyes he knew the answer was no. Juliet shook her head which earned a sigh from Shawn. "You can't run empty. Go to bed," He said with a forcing tone. Shawn stood up and grabbed the bottle of milk from her hand. Juliet didn't argue with him and left the kitchen.

"Good boy." Shawn praised as Adam continued to eat his food.

"Gold star?" Adam was referring to the system they had set up. Whenever Adam was good and did as he was told, he earned a single star which was placed on a chart. Once twenty stars had been collected Adam was allowed an extra fifteen minutes of cartoons. "Half." Shawn handed him half of a star. Adam got down from his chair and placed the star on the chart.

"Let's go get dressed buddy." Before walking out of the room Shawn grabbed the bottle of milk he'd placed in the microwave and the sleeping baby from his bassinet. While Adam slowly got dressed Shawn was able to feed SJ his bottle of milk. Once the bottle was gone Shawn would burp him just as Adam started to brush his teeth.

SJ let out a noise of protest as Shawn lifted his hand from SJ's back, "Are you cold?" Shawn asked him expecting no answer.

"Done," Adam walked back into his room and stared at the ground.

"There's the bus." Shawn walked Adam to the door and handed him his bag. "Have a good day." Adam didn't reply or look back as he walked away. Once the bus started to move Shawn closed the door.

"I'll be right back." Shawn placed SJ gently back into the bassinet. He walked quietly into his bedroom and glanced at Juliet to see if she was asleep. The room was dark and quiet, a little warm since Juliet had shut the window the night before.

"Did Adam go off okay?" She whispered surprising him.

"Yeah. SJ's been fed, everyone's taken care of but you." Juliet rolled onto her side to meet his gaze. Much like her own appearance wasn't the best his was worse. Shawn had his own collection of bags under the eyes and a bundle of hair was growing on his cheeks as he hadn't had the time to shave. Juliet normally would have made him shave it off by now but it was of little importance compared to everything else going on.

"Grab SJ and lay down with me." Shawn turned around; appearing with SJ a few moments later. SJ was placed next to Juliet and Shawn crawled in behind him. The pillow under Shawn's head was comforting; soon his eyes began to feel heavy. "I need to change his bag…" Shawn whispered trying to fight off sleep.

"Change it in a little while." Juliet whispered back kissing the top of SJ's head then Shawn's. She grabbed Shawn's hand and was a little disappointed when he didn't give her a reassuring squeeze like he usually did. Soon the comforting breathing of her son and husband spread around the room signaling their demise into sleep.

Juliet tried to sleep but was unable to stop looking at her husband's cold face long enough. She'd never seen such an expression on his face until late. His face usually danced with the mood of whatever dream he was experiencing; mostly smiles. Nevertheless now his face only held a frown. A steady cold look that mirrored his eyes when he was awake. He was slipping away; she could feel how distant he'd been. Shawn would never leave her or the kids- she held no doubt. He wasn't that type of man.

However he was the type of man to bottle everything inside with a calm exterior until it all came crashing down; until a monster was released and claimed his body. She'd never see one of his meltdowns, but she'd been told by his father that they were exceptional. Shawn would become violent and vent his frustration on the hardest object near him be it a car or wall, he would keep hitting or kicking it pending the poison left his body and he was left a crumbled, bleeding, weak man. He was more of a danger to himself then to others, and this frightened her.

If she was suddenly left alone with her two boys she wouldn't be able to handle it. She could barely take care of herself; without Shawn's constant reminders she'd be a literal physical, mental and emotional mess. Shawn was her rock; she needed him to be there. She and her sons needed his strong weight carrying shoulders to make it through the day. This she felt guilty of.

Shawn was taking all the responsibly since the beginning of the pregnancy when Adam had stopped listening to her because she was no longer her. As the pregnancy carried along and she got bigger the more Adam didn't acknowledge her. Shawn was left to care for her, the baby and Adam. It wasn't fair for him to be chained from a life of freedom. He was everything to her. It was at the current moment that her eyes widened at the pictorial evidence; she was losing her husband. Her marriage was starting to fail.

I apologize if any of you readers know someone with Autism and I portrayed it wrong in this story. I've gathered what I can from online articles and documentaries on Autism. However I don't know anyone in real life and it was hard for me to write how Adam should be acting. I welcome any advice!