Stanton had run out of Planet Bang a few minutes after he realized what happened. Josephine was gone. But what about the other two? Why did he care so much about them? There had to be some reason why he...loved them. Stanton had been meaning to ask the Atrox of Josephine and what had happened to her after she became a Follower. But whenever he brought up the subject of his past, the Atrox would just shake it off and give Stanton another victim. Stanton was such a fool to just push it aside as the Atrox had. He was Prince of the Night God damnit and nothing would be denied of him. Thinking of this, Stanton skidded to a stop. Rain had begun to pelt him sharply as he heard the clacking of the girls' heels. They had followed him.

"Show me why they are important!" Stanton yelled off the top of his lungs. His voice sounded unnatural as thunder boomed ahead. Lighting cracked and then Stanton's eyesight was filled with a vision.

The night had been beautiful for the first twenty minutes but then the sky became ugly, blocking out the stars and the moon. Lightning flashed and it was soon followed by dull thunder. Stanton watched from outside, his hair matted to his face and his clothes soaked to his body. His senses picked up the door opening and a familiar presence enter the room. He smiled softly. Josephine was getting ready for bed. But something felt odd about her. Like...she was surrounded by another presence. Stanton shook his head and pushed it aside as he tried to get a glimpse of her. But the lights were off. She had been acting odd and very distant as of late. Troubled, he pushed open the window quietly. Stanton immediately felt her fear but hushed her.

"It's okay, love," he said, bringing his finger up to her lips.

She sighed. "I wasn't expecting you."

Stanton smiled and reached in to kiss her. But she stopped him by placing her hands on his chest lightly.

"Josephine..."

"No," she said, her emotions caught in her throat. "Leave."

"But..."

"Just go!" she screamed, her tears audible.

Stanton looked at her. "If you wish..." And with that, he dissolved into shadow and went through the crack in the window as she closed it. But the vision continued long after Stanton knew he had flown away that day.

Josephine walked back to her bed slowly, crying loudly. She crawled into bed, sniffling and wiping her tears with the back of her hand. When she was finally snug under the covers, Josephine looked around as if someone were watching her. It looked like her suspicions weren't confirmed and she sighed with relief. Josephine quickly untied the bow that was above her stomach. Smiling slightly, she lifted the skirt and what was revealed shocked Stanton. Josephine's womb was engorged. With his child.

The vision finally left and Stanton stood there, stunned. "She carried both of my children," he said, falling upon his knees. For the first time, tears began to fall down his cheeks as he looked up at the sky.

The girls reached his side and Serena looked at him. "What happened?" she asked, gripping his shoulders.

Stanton looked oddly calm at her. "I've abandoned the wrong person. I have to find her," he whispered. Serena's face became controted with confusion as he stood up and ran in another direction. Stanton felt her presence nearby and it was strong. "I'm coming Josephine."

Josephine didn't know what to say as Jacques reached in and kissed her softly. It felt foreign to her but at the same time, it felt familiar. She leaned into the kiss and kissed him once before pulling away. Oddly, Josephine smiled softly as Jacques stroked the side of her face.

"I've missed you all these years, Josephine," he said softly, leaning his forehead against hers. "So many years of pretending to be dead and the only way I could see you was when you slept."

She smiled and kissed him again. "I'm sorry for putting you through so much," she said.

"It's all right," he replied. "As long as we're together now."

Josephine nodded but then a rustle of feet distrubed the peaceful moment. Josephine, Lambert, and Jacques looked in the direction. Lambert growled and walked over to the darkness.

"I told you not to make a sound!" he shouted, pulling them out into the moonlight. Josephine gasped.

"Michele! Genevieve!" she shouted, running over to them. But Jacques grabbed her arm and brought her close to him.

"Don't worry about them," he growled in her ear. Josephine began crying as she watched her children be beat in front of her. Genevieve shouted as the whip came down on her. It sounded as if she were being murdered. And as for Michele, he was trying his best to keep his composure but it was quickly failing.

"Stop!" Josephine shouted, her yell echoing through the warehouse. But Lambert never faltered. Josephine wailed and wailed as she slumped on the floor. But as the beatings were getting worse, someone burst through the door, bringing in the warm Los Angeles air. "You have beaten the wrong children, Lambert," boomed a deep voice.

"Stanton," Jacques and Josephine said in unison. Except Jacques' tone was one of contempt as Josephine's was pleading.

With a flick of his hand, Stanton sent the whip in Lambert's hand flying. It was surprising that it happened since Lambert was stronger than Stanton but he had been too busy with Michele and Genevieve to notice that Stanton had barged in. Stanton ran to Michele and Genevieve and wrapped his arms around them.

"It's okay," he said, emotions blocking his voice. "It's okay, I'm here. Daddy's here." Stanton had his eyes close as he spoke and when he finally opened them, he saw that Michele and Genevieve had turned back to when they were five years old. The two siblings looked up at him, tears filling their eyes.

"Papa!" they both shouted, throwing their arms around his neck. He held them closely. Stanton could hear a gasp come from Josephine. He looked at her and smiled as tears fell from all four.

"I love you, Josephine," he said finally. "I always have and I always will."

"But you have Serena," Josephine said, hurt. Her eyes wandered and looked at something. Stanton followed her gaze and saw Serena with the rest of the Daughters. "Stanton..." Serena said, her voice the same tone as Josephine's.

"My bond is stronger with her. She and I are connected," he said softly. Tears fell silently down Serena's face. Josephine felt guilty.The events that had happened in the past few months probably never should have happened. Maybe Josephine should have stayed in Tartarus, letting Michele and Genevieve watch their father from afar. The only way either child was able to address Stanton was when the Cincti had a meeting, in Genevieve's case, or when they sent out Regulators. But if she hadn't come, they would have never known if he loved them or not. Stanton of course would live a life thinking he had no children.

"It's not like he'll do anything now," Jacques said quietly to her. "Your journey got you no where."

Josephine looked back at him before standing up. She began walking over to Michele and Genevieve whom Stanton had left to hug Serena. Josephine picked both of them up and looked at Stanton.

"It was best if we never came at all," Josephine said, choking back tears. And with that, she turned around, ready to walk out of the warehouse. But someone shut the doors with a slam. Josephine froze and stared in fright.

"Don't think I brought you here just to have a small reunion," Lambert said to them.