Disclaimer: Chapter One please. You can find everything there.

Author's Note: How long has it been again? One month? Two months? But alas! It has been five months. Oh my word, I have been really neglecting this story haven't I? Sorry about that. Things got busy… I got accepted to Christopher Newport University in December, a new year started along with new classes for me (I'm now balancing two AP classes with my life), I also go a job I started this month. Also topped off with writer's block… have you had enough excuses yet? I should be doing my homework right now but I've been feeling guilty, 'kay? Enjoy your long overdue chapter and like always, please review. Pretty please?

Winter came again in no time. For a parent watching his or her child grow, time goes by quicker than one can feel like. Barely two years has passed and has felt quicker than a blink of the eye. Just a few moments ago is really years ago.

Faramir's POV

I felt small hands upon my face, a small voice calling, "Papa. Papa!"

Sleepily, I opened my eyes to be greeted by little Losswen in the dim moonlight. Her unruly sandy hair sticking out in all places, mussed from tossing and turning. She held Swefn (her little stuffed horse) close to her, as if it was her only means of safety. How did she ever manage to get her, climb on my bed and wake me? In that way, it is obvious that she receives her clever resourcefulness from her mother. "Losswen, sweetie, what is wrong?" I asked softly as my daughter sat comfortable on my chest. "Did you have another bad dream?"

She shook her head before replying in an even softer whisper, "Miss mama. When mama home?"

I sighed, afraid of this happening. Not that this had been the first time this past month of my daughter waking wanting her mother. Èowyn and I decided that she needed sometime to visit her brother and his wife as well as her niece. The last time she had visited her kin was before Losswen's birth and seeing how our daughter, was still to young (that being my opinion) I opted to stay home with her for I constantly worried for her. Losswen was the light of my life. "Mama will be home in a few weeks though, dear," I replied softly. "Should you not be sleeping though? A growing girl such as yourself her sleep."

"Miss mama!" she said again, a bit more forceful though. She laid herself sleepily across me as she had past nights when things like this had happened.

"Aye, I know," I replied.

It was moments like this that I felt most helpless, seeing my daughter like this. I suppose it is a natural reaction in a parent… wanting to fix everything for their child if something was wrong. I knew Èowyn felt the same way I did in cases like this if not worse, she was a mother after all with a wonder mothering instinct. "Papa?"

"Hmm?"

"Stay wit you?" she asked softly in a whisper.

"Of course," I replied as the small form of my daughter snuggled beneath the blankets still finding her way on top of my chest.

I watched over my two-year-old daughter like a hawk. Soon, her small eyelids shut as sleep slowly overtook her fragile form. Not too soon afterwards… I followed as well, my thoughts lingering on the idea of how perfect she was.

Early morning had come and had brought the White Lady with it as well. Èowyn crept quietly to her daughter's room expecting to find Losswen wake up with a smile on her face but was greeted to an empty room instead. She arched an eyebrow knowing that Losswen did not yet have the ability of leave her room that easily… did she? Faramir would know, she decided, he was often involved with his daughter's troublemaking in one form or another after all.

Èowyn headed towards their bedroom to find both father and daughter were fast asleep, Faramir sleeping with his mouth ajar and a loud snoring erupting from him every time he took in breath. She saw her daughter open her eyes sleepily and about to cry out in joy when her mother silenced her.

"Mama!" cried Losswen happily as Èowyn bent down to pick up her daughter. "You home!"

"Yes, little one," she hushed, kissing her daughter on her brow. "I see you kept papa busy while I was gone. Why not tell me about it while we leave him to his beauty rest and we can eat breakfast?"

Losswen laughed as Faramir snored loudly and mother and daughter left him to sleep.

Author's Note 2:Well, it is late and I should be getting to bed. And I still have homework that I need to do tonight. How typical. And sorry if this chapter wasn't… spectacular for lack of a better word but it just kind of came out. I really don't know how two year olds act. Thanks for reading and oh yes, before I forget. Please review? Pretty please?