Currently standing in the door way of her daughter's room, Bubs watched her as she slept peacefully and she felt a wave of sorrow wash through her as she realized just how much her dad was missing out on by not coming by to visit the youngest of his six grandchildren. Just then, her melancholy was cut short by her husband joining her and she welcomed his company by leaning back into his embrace.
"Bree looks so peaceful in her sleep," Bo said softly.
"Mmm. She does indeed," Bubs replied.
The couple stood there in silence for several moments before she turned around in order to face her husband.
"If only my dad could see that you're not as evil as you were when we were our son's age."
"I want that too, honey. But we both know your dad won't accept the fact that my two siblings and I all swapped sides when we were sixteen."
"I wouldn't be so sure of that. My siblings and I can be very persuasive if we need to be. When the six of go visit my dad, he'll have to finally accept the fact that his three in laws have switched sides."
"How?"
"You'll just have to prove it, that's all."
"Prove it how, exactly?"
"By showing my dad just how loyal and protective you three are of me and my two siblings. Trust me on this."
The couple's conversation was interrupted by Bree's voice going "Mommy?" and they both turned in her direction, only to see that she was looking directly at them.
Bubs moved away from her husband and entered her daughter's room, followed by Bo. She took a seat on her daughter's bed once in the bedroom.
"What's the matter, Bree?"
"I had another bad dream, momma."
"What about, honey?"
"It involved aunt Blo and uncle Bri," the two year old admitted softly.
"Involved them how, sweetheart?"
Bree hesitated slightly before revealing the details of her recent bad dream to her mom. Once Bree had told Bubs all about her bad dream, she looked over at her husband.