Helpless
A/N: I own nothing. Just borrowing.
And I haven't forgotten about my last story. I have a few pages of scenes that just don't fit together very well, and I've been too busy with school to work on it. But I will continue it as soon as I can.
Will
Despite what he saw day to day as a police officer, Will had never known the real meaning of helplessness until he became a father. Each time he held one of his little children in his arms, he felt it. He wondered how he would ever know how to raise them, and he knew he would never get it completely right, no matter how much he wanted to or how hard he tried.
He had hoped it would get easier as they got older, but it didn't. It actually got harder, since their hurts got bigger as they did and could no longer be fixed with a band-aid and a kiss from Daddy. The helplessness rushed back at him in the big events, like Kevin's accident, and the small everyday ones, like when he wondered how to get rid of the sadness in his daughter's eyes or how to relate to his youngest son.
He supposed this would continue even once they were adults, since he knew he'd always worry about them, no matter what. He had long ago realized that helplessness was yet another of the permanent conditions of parenthood, but it was still hard for him to accept.