This ones a little forshadowing...tha last sentence anyway. Don't know what I mean, you'll see soon enough. (Evil Laughter). P.S. LACES ROCKS!
~Her Saviors~
She would cry in the middle of the night sometimes. But Kiwi would try her best not to cry to loud. But they knew. When they heard her silently whimper in the middle of the night, they knew she had a nightmare. Kiwi would have dreams about the man who tried to rape her or have dreams about the ones she loved dying. So, whenever they heard her crying, (sometimes) Len and Mark came in to pat her back, hug her, and then send back to bed. She didn't like that too much. She liked it when James or Hartley came into her room to help her forget about the nightmares. Sometimes, James would put on a little puppet show and make the puppets do funny things that would make Kiwi giggle of laugh. And when Hartley came into the room, he would sometimes play a little tune for her to drift off to. Sometimes, they'd both come into the room and start to put on a little show; complete with puppets and music. Now, the two didn't mind. They actually enjoyed staying up and making her laugh and smile and go off to sleep. When she WOULD go off to sleep, (if James was in the room) he'd kiss her on the forehead. If Hartley was in the room, HE'D kiss her on the forehead. And when they were both in the room, they'd tuck her in and both kiss her on the forehead.
As Hartley and James walked out the room, James stopped looked back and smiled at the little girl in her bed; sleeping soundly.
"What are you thinking?" Hartley asked.
James chuckled. "Just thinking, one of these days, this girl's gonna be the death of me."