Aislinn is asleep in my lap now...quite content that I have work at the moment but remain in a candyland dream bliss. Though the last few months have been rough..we've managed to stay together in one piece.

Like a few weeks ago...

I was holding her when one of my guards came to me with two people trailing behind him.

"Master Pegasus, these two are here to see you," the guard said, nodding and leaving as I dismissed him.

"Mr. Crawford, we've come to discuss..parental rights to your child," the woman said, strictly reminding me of Agent Scully from the old X-files episodes.

I held Aislinn close, suddenly feeling a need to protect her.

"Why would there be any questions about my rights? I am her father. I was legally married to Cecelia."

"I'm afraid her parents are trying to take rights to the child, Mr. Crawford."

My blood boiled then. Those insolent fools think I can't take care of my own child!? I've paid the medical bills and special foods and formula with my own pocket money. I give her attention and love; everything a proper parent should. I've done everything I've could to support her. What more could I prove? Is it because of the grudge they still hold against me? For taking their daughter away?

"She's going to have to be taken to her guardians for the time being..." the other said, reaching for the small bundle in my arms.

I stepped back, holding her closer. They're not taking this angel away from me..no matter what anyone says.

"No," I say sternly, "she can stay here...I have all of her needs and medicines. She has to... to live. Do they have all she needs there?"

"I'm sure they do Mr. Crawford..now please hand her over..."

I still refused, waking up the small angel, causing her to cry out. They reached for her, my guards coming in to see what was wrong. Sometime...they took her from me...her crying to her lungs capacity..though there was nothing I could do...

I soon found that they hardly had anything to care for the small child...

She cried every waking moment...

No one gave her the attention I could...

She was even dropped once....

On her head...

I wanted to kill them when I found out...

For them to suffer a long eternity in hell would sastify me greatly...

Even to this day it still fires my blood...

Afterward..she became worse, obviously from the mistreatment and neglect. I cursed them to hell and back again when I saw the poor infant. I took her back immediatly, my guards daring anyone to come close to us. She wheezed when she breathed, and a cough now and then racked her tiny frame. It took all my strength and will not to take one of my guards' guns and shooting at my inlaws. I'm tempted to wonder if it was their fault for Cecelia's death. I took her to the doctors immediatly and they said she had a mild pnumonia along with being dropped. She was under their observation for a few days, which I refused to leave this time. Nothing...I repeat...nothing will happen to her like that again under my eye.

She was released after some time, and she never left my sight after that. I even moved her crib to my room to make us both feel better. Though when it was her nap time, she refused to leave my arms.

So...I did what came naturally to me...

I crawled into my own bed

With her securly in my arms, I layed with her on my chest.

I could always do work later....

After all, I'm the owner of one of the most prestigious companies in the world....

A little down time with your children should be an option if you ask me.

She sucks on her thumb, quite content at the moment...

She reminds me of Cecelia when she slept..minus sucking her thumb...

And now..with this chibi in my lap, resting comfortably, You couldn't move me with all the technology and money in the universe.

Oh joys..paper work that has to be done...

Lovely...