Disclamer: I don't own DA or its characters

Things continued normal for a while after this. Cindy's reaction to the baby girl when she came in that afternoon was exactly what Logan had expected. The days seamed to slide by and Eliza and Tristan became inseparable. Eliza, although she didn't cry for Max as often now, missed her mother terribly. The nightmares were frequent but the seizures had just started to become more serious. Milk kept them from being worse but the tryptophan injections were necessary when she woke with the nightmares and seizures.

One night Logan woke to hear Tris crying, he went to the bedroom where the cribs were set up. Tristan was standing up in his crib, tears streaming down his cheeks. Eliza was in the crib trembling with a seizure. Logan ran to the bathroom and grabbed the injected tryptophan and injected it into her leg. The trembles began to subside and Logan picked her up and put her in his bed. He went and grabbed Tristan and placed him next to his sister. He then went and filled a bottle with milk and gave it to Eliza. The bottles were for Eliza during the seizures, they were easier for her to drink and they didn't spill as often. He curled up on the bed with a kid on each side of him. The two little ones were asleep but Logan was still awake. He was worried, about Eliza's seizures, but moastly about Max. He hadn't had any of the dreams since before Eliza came to him. That was three months ago. But soon he couldn't stay awake any longer and he slipped into a dreamless sleep. But he felt her presence in his sleep. Like she was there. Maybe she was.