1886 London
It was late and Gideon was in the library looking at the spines of the books, looking for a specific title on edomic demons when he felt a tug on his trousers. He looked down to see a small girl with dark eyes and sandy curls looking up at him. "Barbara what are you doing up at this hour?" he asked his daughter. He found himself crouching so he was at level with the girl. "Thomas won't stop crying, and I can hear him all the way from my room." was all she said. "Wheres your mother?" he asked looking at her. "Trying to soothe him but he won't stop. She told me to fetch you." At that he got to his feet and took Barbara by the hand.
They made their way up two flights of stairs down a corridor until they made it to the nursery. In side Sophie sat on a chair in the corner murmuring softly into the child's ear. He seemed so peaceful now. She looked up as he entered the room her lips curling into a smile as she saw him. Gideon stood there in the doorway for a moment just watching her cradle the boy in her arms, he had no idea how she had done it. She had always been so good with them. He watched as she carefully got up out of her seat and made her way over to the crib. There she laid the boy down, leaning over to give him a soft peck on the head.
She made her way over to him taking his hand in hers and looking at him. He felt her guide him out of the room, the door closing quietly behind them. "How do you do that?" he asked breathlessly. Sophie smiled "Do what?" She asked. "How are you so gentle?" she responded by giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. It was now that he remembered that Barbara was there. The small girl was looking up at them with wide eyes. He felt himself flush, and looked over to Sophie whose cheeks were a noticeable shade of scarlet. "Well…" Gideon said clearing his throat. "I think it's time someone else went off to bed." he said looking at Barbara who responded with a yawn. She took both her parents hands as they made their way down the hall towards her room.