Juvia woke up one morning feeling happier than she had ever been. So happy that she decided to cook a big breakfast for herself and her family. She had just finished pouring the coffee when she realized that her husband wasn't at the kitchen table waiting for breakfast like he usually did when she cooked. However she knew where he might be.

As expected she found him in the nursery, looking over the precious little bundle of joy she had brought into the world. Whenever he had free time from work or speaking with her he would just stand there in the nursery and looking over little Sylvia. He had done the exact same thing when Winter was first born.

"Breakfast is ready." She said looking over the crib with him. "Aren't you hungry this morning?"

"I'll come eat in a minute." He told her, his gaze not leaving the sleeping baby girl for one second. "Not much of a cryer is she? I thought that she would keep us up for hours like Winter did."

"All babies are different dear. Some cry a lot and some don't."

At once little Sylvia woke up and started to make a little noise. Not crying but a little whimper.

"Look who's awake, good morning sweetheart." Juvia smiled and picked up Sylvia. "I bet you're hungry right about now? Gray darling why don't you eat your breakfast while I give Sylvia her breakfast?"

Gray sat down to the table where he dined on toast, eggs, and bacon. Sitting across from him was his wife who cradled their new daughter in her arms, feeding her a bottle of warm milk. There was a knock at the door, Gray answered it. It was Ciel.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I wanted to apologize for what my mom did to Mrs. Fullbuster." The boy said. "And I brought her a present to make up for things."

He held up a bag gift.

"Thanks, do you want to come in for breakfast?"

"You don't mind?"

"Of course and besides I'm sure Juvia would like to see you."

The gift that Ciel had brought was a little moblie that had butterflies made from colored tissue paper hanging from it with a little glitter on it their wings.

"Oh Ciel they're beautiful." Juvia said.

"I made it myself."

"You did? Well aren't you talented?"

"You did have a girl right?"

"Yes we did. Oh thank you so much for this."

Gray hung the moblie and Juvia placed the fed Sylvia back in her crib. While the two of them fixed Ciel some breakfast the boy went into the nursery and looked down at the baby girl who looked up at him with curious grey eyes. Suddenly he started to become fussy and she seemed to be reaching for something. He spotted a little polar bear teddy on the floor, having fallen from the crib. When Ciel gave it back her she latched on to his finger with her tiny hand.

"Whoa nice grip."

"What do you think of her?" Juvia asked walking into the nursery.

"I've never seen a baby before, at least not one this close. Why does she keep staring at me?"

"Because she's just meeting you today and I think she's trying to figure out if she likes you or not. Judging by the fact that she's holding your finger I think she does."

"Is she going to let me go or is she just going to hold my finger all day?"

Juvia giggled and helped Ciel remove his finger from Sylvia's hand without making her cry. Then she brought him over to the table to eat breakfast. Before long little Sylvia had fallen asleep wrapped in a pink blanket and holding her polar bear teddy.

"How long do babies sleep?" Ciel asked.

"Hard to say, it all depends." Gray said. "Sometimes they never sleep. Honey remember that first night after we brought Winter home?"

"Oh I remember, he kept us up for hours. We'd hold him and feed him and change him but nothing seemed to get him to stop crying."

"Who's Winter?" Ciel asked.

The couple went silent for a moment. They weren't sure if they wanted to tell him, considering that they suspected him of being their boy. Finally Juvia decided to tell him.

"Winter is our son...We had him sometime ago."

"What happened to him?"

"We...We lost him."

"I'm sorry. I hope you find him one day."

"Us too." Gray said. "In fact we think that we've gotten pretty close to finding him."

Ciel glanced over at the clock at saw that it was ten o'clock.

"Uh-oh. It's ten! I better get home!"

"Do you want a ride?" Gray said.

"No. No that's okay my mom is coming to pick me up."

"Alright then. See you around?"

"Yes! Sure! Goodbye Mr. and Mrs. Fullbuster! Thank you breakfast! I'll see you at school when you're off maternity leave Mrs. Fullbuster!"

"Goodbye Ciel." Juvia said.

Truth be told Ciel's mother wasn't coming to get him. He had sneaked away from his apartment building just to drop off his gift and he intended to get back before his parents renturned from a quick deal they had gone to make. Unfortunately he had lost track of time and they had gotten back before he did.

"Where were you?!" Giles shouted.

"I...I...I..." He was trying so very hard not to be scared. "I was just paying my teacher a quick visit."

"You're always going over to that woman's house. Why do you go over there so much?"

"I like her and Mr. Fullbuster."

"More than us? You're own parents?" Mary said. "You ingrate! We've raised you and cared for you and loved you-"

"Please you didn't do squat." Ciel mumbled.

"What was that?!" She snapped.

"Nothing." He said.

"You said something. What was it?!" Giles demanded.

"I...I..."

"Say it! Or I'll smack you!"

"I said that you didn't do squat!" He said getting angry. "You always hit me and say that I'm stupid! You never did anything for me! You wanna know why I go over there so much?! Because I wish that they were my parents instead you two!"

"You little bastard!" Giles shouted as he grabbed Ciel as rough as he could.

The poor boy had suffered many beatings in his life but they would be nothing compared to what he would suffer from his so called mother and father.

...

Juvia sat in her rocking chair and humming, trying to get Sylvia to sleep. Se dosed off quicker than she thought, so Juvia kissed her and tucked her back into her crib. She then proceeded to make herself some warm tea and wait for her husband to come home. At nine o'clock she heard a knock on the door.

She smiled and went down to asnwer, expecting to see her husband. But when she opened the door horror crossed her face. Lying at her door step was a small backpack and Ciel unconsious, his body battered and brusied to such a degree that Juvia would faint on sight. She screamed and took him to the hospital right away but not before dropping Sylvia off at Lucy's to watch her. When Gray heard word of this he immediately rushed down to the hopsital. He found Juiva sitting in the waiting room, crying uncontrollably.

"It'll be alright Juvia." He said comforting her.

"They broke his ribbs!" She wept.

"Who did?"

"Those parents of his! I know they did it! I just know they did it! The doctor said that he could've been killed! Oh Gray, who could do something so horrible to a little boy?!"

Gray could only hold his wife and let her cry. After awhile the doctor allowed them to see Ciel who still unconscious and bandaged up. Juvia held on to his hand.

"He'll be fine." Gray told her. "The doctor said that he would recover."

"Yes but I don't want to send him back to those people who did this to him. I can't send him back."

"Calm down." He said. "They're probably not going to send him back to him. You're really tired honey why don't you get some sleep and I'll watch him?"

Gray moved to get her a pillow but he accidentally knocked over Ciel's backpack which spilled a few things out. Two of which caught Gray's instant attention. A very familiar looking blue blanket and stuffed toy penguin. The man felt himself tremble with shock when he saw them and his hands despite shaking, moved to pick them up.

"Juvia? This is Ciel's bag right?"

"Yes." She answered, her gaze not leaving Ciel.

"So everything in this bag is his right?"

"I believe so dear."

"I see."

Gray suddenly felt himself shake with a great anger and rage that he had never known.

"Gray is everything alright?" Juvia asked.

"Everything's fine." He put Ciel's stuff back in his bag. "Juvia I'm gonna go out for a minute."

"What for?"

"Nothing you need to worry about. Don't worry I'll be back."

And he was gone before she could question him further.