There gone, his children were gone...Wesley looked around franticly. The sheets on thier beds was all torn, and it was obvious there was a struggle. "Lilah?' he said questionably to the lawyer whom had merely sat on the couch since hearing the news. Back up straight, eyes an endless abyss. "LILAH GOD DAMM IT! FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE THINK OF SOMEONE ELSE BESIDES YOURSELF!" Like a robot Lilah merely got up and went over to the mantle above the fireplace. Picking up a photo of all 4 of them she traced her fingers around her children's face's. Then turned and threw the photo straight at Wesley's face whom merely ducked. "What the he"
"WESLEY I CAN'T THINK! I CAN'T BREATH! THEY WHERE THE REASON I GOT UP IN THE MORNING! MY BABIES! MY CHILDREN ARE GONE! MY PRECIOUS BABIES ARE GONE! AND ALL I CAN DO IT SIT HERE! SO DON'T YOU DARE STAND THERE AND TELL ME TO THINK OF SOMEONE ELSE BESIDES MYSELF BECAUSE THEY ARE ALL I THINK ABOUT DAMMIT!" she screamed. And then fell to her knees as Wesley ran over and wrapped arms around her. We hadn't he seen the truth? Why hadn't he put the pieces of the puzzle together and seen it? From the time he come home from his night shift at work and see her lying there in his bedroom, seeing her watch her children as they slept at her side. She would run her fingers through their hair. OR the time as babies she would sing them to sleep gently. Or the time when they where still in her womb she would sit in the nursery staring at her belly, and place large headphones on her belly letting them listen to Beethoven. Of course in all these moments she had never seen him. He had watched from the crack door, or from the shadows. Why the hell hadn't just seen it?
"Shhh it's going to be ok...we'll get them back I promise." he whispered.
"Wesley" she whispered as she looked up at him with nothing but fear and weakness in her eyes. Wesley had never seen her like this. He gently lowered his head and kissed her gently. This kiss was unlike Wesley had done before. He didn't even know she was capable of doing this kind of kiss. It was gentle, soft, and sweet. Not hard rough and just lustful. It was merely a kiss of comfort. And it made Wesley's knees turn to Jell-O. Wesley glanced at the broken picture of his family, and he held onto Lilah a little bit more tightly. He needed them back...he didn't know how to live without them.

They didn't know...they didn't know about demons. vampires...the world that Wesley once lived in. Once Maddox found one of his old swords in the basements.
"hey daddy what's this"
"An antique" he said a bit to quickly. He merely sighed and took our five dollars. "Don't tell your mother"
"Make it ten and we have a deal"
Sitting down, the pile of books surrounding him once more like those years long ago, he felt tears come to his eyes. He couldn't lose them. The last time he was surrounded by books was Connor and- he sighed deeply as he cupped his neck.
"Daddy, where did you get that scar?" asked Little Jasmine.
"In a fight"
"With what?" she asked cocking her head to the side.
"Something mean and evil." he said squatting down. He had been preparing for this question since they where born.
"So your a hero!" she squealed and jumped into her fathers arms. Wesley was shocked at first and wrapped his arms around her. No one had ever called him a hero...but maybe in her eyes...he really was one.
Wesley felt more tears rush to his eyes as he had the flashback. Suddenly he saw something in one of his books, it was a picture of a being white two white wings, a flowing white robe...he knew what he needed...and it was help. He would do whatever it took to get his children back, even if it meant going to an old enemy in the process.

"Lilah I-" yet he stopped as he saw her hunched over thier liquor cabinet that hasn't been opened since the twins where born. She turned to him, eyes beat red extremely pale. She stumbled yet Wesley caught her. She snuggled into his arms and didn't say anything didn't sob, heck he wasn't sure if she even breathed yet she stayed there, safe, and warm. Wesley kissed the top of her head gently.
"Lilah" he whispered, for the first time in a very long time.