A/N: I switched it up a bit with Alex's point of view. please enjoy this filler chapter that is still kinda important! :)

*ALEXANDER' POV*

When I woke up this morning, it wasn't toa kiss my wife, it was to crying. Dear God, who is crying? What time is it anyway? I look at my clock. 4 AM?! Who the hell is crying at 4 AM and why? I get up and turn on the hallway light outside my bedroom. I proceed to walk down the halls and I stop at Philip's door. I slowly open it, he is asleep in his bed, no sounds except for the light humming of his breathing. Good. I close his door softly and make my way to Angie's room. I repeat the same steps but instead of sleeping I hear sniffling.

"Angie, what's wrong?" My 8 year old daughter was always emotional, she always has been.

"I had a bad dream…" She whispers.

I turn on the light and sit on the edge of her bed, "Angie, come here."

She lays her head in my lap and I brush her hair away from her face. I used to do this with Eliza when she was stressed out or when she found out she was pregnant. She was always so worried that the baby would be sick or that we would lose it, this calmed her down. It has the same effect on Eliza's mini clone, "Talk to me, honey. What happened?"

"Mommy didn't come back after her vacation and then you died and then I was left alone with a giant spider that ate kids, like me." She started to cry again, "And then you and mommy came back to life and fell in a hole with me and we all died."

"Oh, honey, Mommy is going to come back. Don't worry. She just needs to get away for work, okay?"

She nods, "but what about dying, Daddy? What if you die?"

"Sweetheart, I am not going anywhere anytime soon. And, spiders don't like humans, so you have no need to worry about that."

"What about falling down a hole?"

"Where was this hole? Do you remember?"

She shakes her head, "no…"

"Then, you don't need to worry!" She doesn't look much better than from before I came in here, "Do you wanna sleep the rest of the night in Daddy's room with me?"

She nods and a small smile fills her cheeks. "Good, I'll carry you there. And we can call Mommy so she can comfort you, too, okay?"

She smiles even more. Her smile looks just like her mothers… I pick her up and carry her back to my room in bridal style. She wraps her delicate arms around my neck, she is still crying but she isn't having a breakdown anymore which is good. I set Angie down on the unmade bed and pick up my phone. I had a text from 2:47 am. It's Eliza. I looked at the picture she sent me. It was a picture of her with her two sisters. They had coffee mugs and the text that she sent with the picture was 'you're a terrible person, lol. I hate you but still I wanna sleep with you.' Okay, then, Eliza. She is probably drunk off her ass. This is not going to be good. I call her anyway, not too worried about it. It rings a couple of time and then she answers, "Hello?"

She sounds terrible, "Hey, are you drunk off your ass right now or can you still be a parent with me?"

"Fuck you, Alex. No wait, fuck me. I really want you to fuck me right now." She always hated it when I was overly blunt with her, but when she is drunk… all hell breaks loose because she always wants to have sex.

"So you are drunk. Great. Your daughter had a bad dream where you died twice and she would like your comfort, Eliza."

It's almost like she snapped out of it because she cursed under her breath, "Oh shit, okay. Let me go to the kitchen so she doesn't hear Angelica and Peggy also drunk. By the way, I'm not drunk, I'm just really loopy right now."

I sigh, "Elizabeth, I know you are trying to forget I exist, but please be safe. No alcohol poisoning and no drugs."

"Whatever, Alexander. If you actually cared you wouldn't have slept with Maria Reynolds." I could practically hear the eye-roll through the phone, "Just put my daughter on the phone and go fuck yourself."

I put the phone on speaker mode, I nod to Angie, "Hi, Mommy."

"Hi, honey," She flipped the switch so fast, "I hear that you had a bad dream, is that true?"

"Yeah… You didn't come back after your trip and then daddy died. I was left with a giant human eating spider and then you came back and daddy came back to life but then we all fell into this hole and you guys died with me."

"Oh, honey! I'm so sorry that you had that dream. I can promise you that I will be coming home. My sisters need me to help them redecorate their houses and we are working very hard on all of it, okay? But I cannot leave you or my other babies behind, okay?"

"Okay, Mommy."

"Sleep in daddy's bed for the rest of the night and make sure that he gives you extra hugs tonight!"

"Okay, Mommy. I love you!" She relaxed so quickly. Just like Eliza does when she is with her mother and with her sisters.

"I love you, too, Angie. Give the phone back Daddy, okay?"

"Okay, bye!"

"Bye, sweetheart."

I take the phone and switch speaker phone off, "How'd you manage that?"

"It's called being a good parent, Alex." She sighs into the phone, "I might be really drunk right now."

"You most definitely are. Just be safe, okay?"

"Yeah, right. Of course. I'll be home Friday, okay?"

"Whenever you're ready. I'm not going anywhere."

"Okay. Alex, please treat my kids right while I'm gone."

"When Angie was still really upset, she laid her head on my lap and when I started to brush her hair away from her face, she relaxed instantly. Just like you."

"That's good." She sniffles, "I have to go."

"Okay, goodbye, Betsy."

"Bye, Alex."

She hung up. I stared at her profile picture for a moment. I love her so Goddamn much. How did I mess this up so much? I put my phone down, and crawl back into my bed. My daughter cuddles up to me, I feel so lost without Eliza, but I know I am doing good by treating her kids better than she treats herself.