Four days have passed, and it's time for war. I rose out of bed to find Alice was already up. I opened the door to the bathroom, and she was vomiting in the lavatory. I walked up to her, pulled back her hair, and scratched her back to let her know that I was there. After she finished and wiped her mouth, Alice turned to me, and embraced me. I wrapped my arms around her, and rested my head on hers.

"Tarrant, I'm scared for your parents. The children…oh God…what if I…"

I had to be the voice the reason this morning, "Alice, love, look at me," she looked at me, and I continued, "My parents are staying at Marmoreal where it is safe. The children will be with your mother in London. You are a fighter! Alice, when you were giving birth to the quads, you were on the verge of giving up after Emily. When I told you to think about those six impossible things before breakfast, it was like you regained your strength! Love, there is nothing to be scared about."

She hung her head, and said something heart wrenching, "What if something horrible happens to you or me?"

_Gonadh_, Alice, you had to say that, "Alice, you and I fought against Stayne, the Red Queen, and the Jabberwocky. We're still here, married, are parents to quadruplets, and are expecting twins. I believe we can take down a measly old King and his two champions. You have Bartholomew fighting with you. We have the advantage. Bartholomew never lost a battle. You haven't lost a battle. I defeated the most skilled swordsman in Underland, Stayne, which now makes me the most skilled swordsman in Underland. We'll be fine. Trust me."

She squeezed tighter, and said, "I do trust you. I guess I'm being paranoid."

I chuckled, kissed her head, and reassured her, "It's normal to feel that way. You must be strong for the children, dearest. I must be strong for them as well. How can I hold myself together if you're falling apart like this?"

Alice sighed, "You're right, Tarrant. I'm strong, and I need to stay strong for the children, and for you. I knew I married you for a reason," and she ran her fingers through my hair.

I smiled, and brought her back to reality, "We need to get ready, and get the children ready to go to your mother's."

Alice ran back into the bathroom, and began vomiting again. I decided to go get the kids up, and start getting them ready.

While I was in the bathroom throwing up my guts, I began thinking about last night. _Bartholomew invited the King, Queen, Tarrant's parents, Sophia, Sarah, Tarrant, myself, and the children to the Forest of Dreams. We got to experience how they prepare for war. After they played their war drums, Bartholomew asked me to follow him. After telling Tarrant where I was going, I followed Bartholomew to what looked like the River of Visions._

"_Bartholomew, what is this place?"_

_In his deep calming voice, he answered me, "This is where Underland was created. Our creator met a beautiful woman who came here when he was still creating it. It was this place where they met, and fell in love. Our creator finished creating Underland for her. He made it beautiful, romantic, luscious, and erotic for her. She fell in love with this place, and decided to stay with him. She helped him create all the creatures, rivers, made passionate love daily, and then the worst happened; she got home sick. Our creator made sure she made it home safely. From that day on, he kept an eye on her by transforming into different animals, and insects. Come to find out, the woman he was in love with was married, but she was carrying our creator's child. He vowed on that day that her family will be the only ones from the Aboveland to come to this world."_

_I was so heartbroken for the creator of Underland. The love of his life came and went just like I did with Tarrant. Who exactly is the creator of Underland?_

_I had to ask, "Bartholomew, do you know who the creator of Underland is?"_

"_I can't believe you don't know who he is. You met and talked with him during both trips to Underland. You saw him yesterday in the castle at Marmoreal."_

_It dawned on me. I knew the creator of Underland this whole time, and never recognized him as such._

_I whispered, "Absolem…"_

_Bartholomew replied, "He created Underland for the love of his life then he turned into one of the animals he created until his animal form died. He kept coming back as a different creature; horse, rabbit, wolf, Wolfagon, dragon, mouse, cat, caterpillar, and now butterfly. His time as this creature is almost up. His animal always dies during time of war. He returns after the war is over in his new form. Alice, he's here. He wants to talk with you."_

_I turned around to see that blue butterfly fluttering toward me then land on my shoulder._

"_Follow me," he said then flew back the way he came._

_I followed him, and realized we were at the River of Visions. He touched the water, and I looked in. _

_He began telling his story of how he met his love, "She came down a rabbit hole just like you. I was just creating Underland when she arrived. It was love at first sight. I created beautiful waterfalls for her. I created the beautiful trees. For her, I forged the Forest of Dreams. I pledged my love for her where you and Bartholomew were. We made love there for many days. One day, she told me how she missed her home, and she wanted to go back. With all my love, I sent her home only to find out weeks later that she was carrying my child. She was married to a man named James Kingsleigh…"_

_I gasped, and Absolem continued, "Her name was Jennifer Kingsleigh. After her term was finished, she gave birth to a son. She named him Adam. Jennifer died in childbirth. Alice, you are a descendant of Adam Kingsleigh. You are the tenth generation of Adam Kingsleigh's line."_

_At that moment, I didn't know what to say to him. He was the creator of my family line, and he created the place I fell in love with. I couldn't believe how much I looked like Jennifer the only exception was she had wavy brown hair and I had wavy blonde hair. _

_Suddenly, the wind picked up, and I turned to face Absolem. The blue butterfly was gone, and when he turned to face me, I collapsed to the ground in tears. He had golden blond hair, sky blue eyes, and a long lean face with high cheek bones._

_He knelt down beside me, and took me into his arms, "I know I look just like your deceased father, Alice. I know you hearing this about your family is strange and somewhat disturbing…"_

_I had to interrupt him, "I don't find it at all disturbing. I finally understand myself, and my father so much better now. This is my home; that is why I was brought here long ago, so I can come home to be with my family…you, Tarrant, and everyone else that lives in this wonderful place."_

My memory didn't last long until I heard the sounds of little feet, and giggling coming from upstairs.

After I already changed into my battle attire (kilt, blue jacket), I walked upstairs to get the boys up. To my surprise, all four of my children were awake and sitting together in the boys' room.

"What's the matter? Why are all of you in here?"

Emily was the first one to say something, "We're scared, daddy."

I looked at the other three and they were nodding their heads in agreement. I sat down on Timothy's bed, and all four crawled in the bed with me.

"Listen, like I told your mum this morning, you have to be strong now. Yes, mommy and daddy are going to fight a mean King who wants to take _grand athair _and _grand mathair_ away from us; however, we will be a family."

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Carlie?"

"Promise that you and mommy will return to us."

I got up, and knelt down to where I see all four of my precious children; Carlie, Gavin, Emily, and Timothy. With a weak smile, I vowed, "I promise."

All four of them hugged me tightly. This moment didn't last long because I heard Alice clearing her throat.

"I thought you were getting them ready? Tarrant, they're not even dressed!"

I got up, and ordered, "Girls, go with your mother to get ready. Boys, let's hop to it! Chop chop!"

Carlie and Emily walked out of the room to join Alice in the preparations. I got the boys dressed and carried their suitcases downstairs to the guest room where the mirror is. I went to check on the girls to find them ready with their lovely hats that match their beautiful dresses that Carlisle made for them. Carlie had a blue green dress on with a matching hat (made by myself), and Emily had a purple dress on with a matching hat (also made by myself). I picked up their suitcases and brought them down into the guestroom.

Alice and the children made it down after I activated the mirror. I turned to Alice; _Math Dia_, she always looked ravishing in her armor. Don't know what it is, but it puts me in the mood to do something naughty…

"Tarrant!"

"Hmm, oh yes, of course. Everyone ready?"

The children were silent, and Alice exhaled.

"Alice, take the children with you. I'll follow with the luggage."

Alice held out her hands. Emily took one and Timothy took the other. Gavin held Emily's hand, and Carlie held Timothy's. They walked through the mirror, and after they cleared, I walked through ending up in Alice's childhood bedroom. Alice's mother, Helen, walked in and the children knew that good-bye was close at hand.

"Oh, you poor little dears, it will be alright. Your mommy and daddy will be fine. Just think of your time here as a little holiday," Helen attempted to cheer them up, but they're no fools.

Emily turned to Alice and me; and with tears in her eyes, she questioned, "What if one of you dies?"

Alice and I knelt down to her. Alice spoke first, "Oh darling, it will be fine. Your father and I are strong. Together, we can take down this mean old king."

I smiled at my wife, and then it was my turn, "She's right, Emily. Your mother and I took down the Red Queen and her best swordsman, a Jabberwocky…I think a King and two champions will be a piece of cake."

Emily hugged us both, "I love you."

I looked up to see the other three in tears, "Come here."

Carlie, Gavin, and Timothy ran to us. Oh my children, they didn't take after me for these situations. They definitely got this from their mother! Alice looked at me, and I at her. How could we make an empty promise that we both would come back to them? This is war! Our lives are on the line and now I have to guarantee that Alice and I will return! Oh crackers and butter, I made a boo boo! I looked at the clock. Time was not on our side, and Alice realized it, too.

"Mum…" Alice began as she stood up, but Helen took her in an embrace, "Go and show that King who's boss in Underland!"

Helen looked at me, broke her embrace with her daughter, and caught me in a bear hug, "You make sure my daughter comes back alive."

I bluntly told her, "You know I always put her before me. I will promise you that Alice will be alright. I, on the other hand, am not so sure."

Helen gazed into my eyes, and she fussed, "You better come back alive! Alice wouldn't last a minute without you! Your family needs you, Tarrant! You are the heart of this family that makes us all strong as one unit! Without you, we're all lost!"

What Mrs. Kingsleigh told me just now, it gave me some new found strength. I looked at how Alice was interacting with the children; Helen was right, for once. Even though I am the head of this family, I am also the one that keeps a nice rhythm because I always have to be on time. I took out my pocket watch to look at the time.

"Love, it's time."

I could tell in Alice's eyes that she didn't want to leave. I felt the same way. What if one of us doesn't make it back?

When Tarrant said it was time, my heart sank. I turned to my children.

"Don't leave, momma," Timothy began and a lonely tear slid down his cheek.

Gavin chimed in, "We don't want you to go."

Carlie started, "Please, momma, don't go."

Emily added, "I don't want you and daddy to leave."

Thank God, Tarrant came to the rescue, "Come on, you four, one more hug for mommy and daddy," and the children hugged us then Tarrant continued on, "Just think, once we leave, in a flash, we will be right back."

That seemed to cheer them up; it cheered me up…a little. Tarrant got up, and he helped me get up. We walked to the mirror, Tarrant activated it, and he turned to my mother.

"I'm going to turn the mirror off from our side to where the children can't activate it, and sneak back home. When the war is over, Alice or I will turn the mirror back on so we can come get them."

My mother nodded, and Tarrant, with a quiver in his voice, said, "After you, love."

I walked through then he followed behind me. We both turned to face the mirror. My mother and children had tears streaming down their faces. I wanted to jump back through the mirror, but it was too late. They vanished before my eyes.

Alice turned to face me, and she let go of the flood gate. Tears just poured out of her eyes. I pulled her to me, and I couldn't help it either.

"I know," I told her through my cracking voice as I held her close, "it's tearing me apart! Remember, we must be strong now for them. We have a promise to fulfill."

She nodded and I kissed her head. She looked at me, and wiped my eyes, "Aw, you were crying, too."

I laughed a little then the chiming clock got my attention. Alice looked at me, and I walked to get my sword out the cabinet. She strapped it on me, and I took the Vorpal Sword out. I strapped it to her, and we gazed into each other's eyes.

"Here we go again," Alice exhaled in a depressed tone.

I nodded, "Here we go again."

Wolves howled outside, and I knew Bartholomew was making his way to the castle. I took my wife's hand, and we walked out the door. We walked to the castle, and the army was waiting for us and Carlisle. Bartholomew just arrived and his champion armor was being put on. The Bandersnatch was waiting for Alice to get on. I helped Alice on it, and Louis was waiting for me. I climbed on Louis then Bartholomew walked up to us.

"I have a feeling the weather won't be in our favor," he looked up then the thunder roared.

Carlisle walked out and climbed on his horse. He looked around at all of us, and with a flick of the reigns, the horse took off in a gallop to where he was in clear view of his entire army plus his two champions.

"The day has arrived. A king that holds people against their will wants war to get my parents back. Let the drums of war sound! This will be the day that all of Underland will be united! Onward, for peace…for resolution…for a better Underland!"

That was the best battle cry I've ever heard. Well done, _brathair_! He let the rest of us catch up then it was the march to Napa Bree in Snud.

On the way there, I thought of Alice. She was with child, and is on her way to fight…what is she thinking? Believe me, Bartholomew and I tried to talk her out of it to no avail. She's headstrong and what she sets her mind to, she'll stick it through. I just hope nothing horrible happens. I have a bad feeling about this.

We reached our destination. Drums were sounding on both sides. Adrenaline was rising. Then, I realized who the two champions were. One was a black Wolfagon who looked to be the same age as Bartholomew, and the other looked a lot like Ilosovic Stayne. The black Wolfagon was Demetrius; Bartholomew's brother. The other was Vladmir Stayne; Stayne's twin brother! My blood was boiling! I want to take down the twin brother to that _asal_ that tortured my pregnant wife!

Nivens hopped to the middle of the field, blew his trumpet, and began, "On this Vikrin Day, Kings White and Black declared war for Mr. Randolf and Mrs. Marlane Hightopp. The battle will begin after the champions begin. White King, present your champions!"

Carlisle announced, "Alice and Bartholomew!"

Alice dismounted the Bandersnatch, joined Bartholomew's side, and walked to the center of the field.

Nivens turned to the Black King, "Black King, present your champions!"

He turned to his champions, "Demetrius and Vladmir!"

They walked to the center of the field, and the two Wolfagons growled at each other.

Nivens blew his trumpet, and the Wolfagons attacked each other. Alice and Demetrius swung their swords at each other then _clang_.

It was our turn. We charged in and all you heard was the clanging of swords, and the screams of those who were injured or killed. I stabbed, slashed, and decapitated some soldiers. To my left, I heard the snarling of Bartholomew and his brother; to my right, Alice and Vladmir were swinging away. Bartholomew and Demetrius were biting, and slashing at each other. Bartholomew grabbed his brother's neck in his mouth, and with one quick twist; the neck broke. Bartholomew was victorious. In front of me, my brother was giving the Black King a tough time. Carlisle knew how to sword fight, and knew exactly how to defeat his opponent after the second swing of the sword.

I heard Alice scream, and I turned toward her direction. She was on the ground bleeding from her left arm. I pulled out my dagger, and tossed it in Stayne's direction. It found its home in his throat killing him instantly. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my right shoulder. I looked and it was a spear. I pulled it out then decapitated the soldier responsible for my injury with one quick sword thrust to the neck.

I screamed when I saw the spear go through Tarrant's shoulder. I got up, and ran toward him. I grabbed him, and pulled him away from the battle toward a tree for me to examine the injury. He was losing a lot of blood, and he needed medical help fast!

"How are you, love?"

"Tarrant, I'm fine. It's just a bad scratch. You're not alright! We need to get you back to Marmoreal now!"

"The twins…how are they?" He was fighting to stay conscious now.

"They are fine!" After I said that, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and Tarrant noticed.

I hollered, "**Louis!**"

Louis came galloping with Nivens hopping along side of him. I didn't have to tell Nivens anything. He tied the injured wagon up to Louis, and Tarrant and I stumbled onto the wagon.

"Louis, as fast as you can, take us to Marmoreal! We both need help!"

"As you wish, Mrs. Alice."

He took off at unprecedented speed toward the castle. After many attempts to keep Tarrant awake, I failed. He slipped into unconsciousness when we entered the gates of Marmoreal. Nivens blew his trumpet, Tarrant's parents, Sophia, and Mirana ran out.

"Alice, oh sister, what happened?" Mirana noticed Tarrant covered in blood on his right shoulder.

"He got speared, and I…ugh…am having a sharp pain in my stomach!"

Tarrant's mother and Sophia helped me into the castle to the midwife while Tarrant's father carried Tarrant to the hospital wing.

We made it to the midwife, and Lana quickly gave me the potion to detect pregnancy. I looked at my hands. My right hand glowed pink…my left hand had a deteriorating blue glow. My heart was breaking in slow motion as the faint blue glow disappeared. I couldn't hold back anymore. The tears poured out of my eyes, and I screamed. Lana got a towel, and showed my mother-in-law and sister-in-law the tiny baby boy that I passed. _Mathair_ sat on the bed, took me in her arms, and began singing a beautiful song in Outlandish while I was still grieving. Sophia laid her head on mine and held my hand. I could hear her sniffing back the tears. My baby boy is gone, and it's all my fault. If only I listened…

I woke up to realize I was in the hospital wing with Carlisle sitting on a chair next to me. He had a glum expression on his face.

"_Brathair_, what's wrong?"

He gave me terrible news, "Mirana lost our little girl. The boy is still alive and growing. Our little girl is gone, _brathair_!"

He began to lose it, and I didn't know how to say anything to him.

I inquired, "How's Alice?"

He broke down, and I knew it wasn't good. Did I fail in saving her?

"Tarrant, Alice lost your little boy. I'm so sorry, _brathair_! Why did I make her fight today?"

I quickly sat up, oh that hurt the shoulder, and corrected him, "Carlisle Hightopp! You stop that foolishness! You didn't make Alice do anything. This is not your fault that my unborn son didn't make it, and it is certainly not Alice's fault either! It wasn't meant to be for your daughter and my son to make it. Oh, _brathair_, they're gone."

Carlisle hugged me then it dawned on me. How am I going to tell Carlie, Timothy, Emily, and Gavin that their little brother is gone? I need to go get them. They need to be with us. I uncovered myself then Carlisle laid me back down.

"Oh no, you don't! You have been out for four days! I want to make sure that you are well. Alice returned home with _mathair_. She hasn't gotten out of bed in four days. Mirana hasn't gotten out of bed in four days either."

I protested, "I need to be with Alice and my family! I don't need to be cooped up in this hospital wing while my wife is grieving! Now get me home!"

I got out of the bed anyway, and I made my way down the stairs and out to catch a carriage. Carlisle got in with me, and on the ride home; it was quiet. My poor Alice, lying in bed for days grieving over the lost of our unborn son. Oh, how I want to hold her in my arms, and never let her go.

"We're home, _brathair_."

I looked out, and sure enough, we made it back to my home. I opened the door for the carriage, and I dashed out of there leaving Carlisle behind. I didn't care how bent out of shape I was in; I needed to be with Alice. I opened the door, and ran past my mother.

"Tarrant, _mo mac_, she doesn't want to see anyone!"

I didn't care. I wanted to be with her! I knocked calmly on our bedroom door.

"Come in." My poor, wife. Her voice was hoarse due to crying nonstop for four days.

I opened the door, and she was lying down on the bed with her face toward the window. I meandered my way toward the window. With my left hand, I grabbed the chair and pulled it up to the bed. I sat down and I ran my fingers through her hair. She looked up at me then the water works came on. I decided to climb in bed with her so I can hold her. I sat down then she moved so I can get in comfortably. She snuggled up to me, and I wrapped my good arm around her.

"Oh, Tarrant…I'm so sorry! If only I would have listened to you and Bartholomew…"

"Alice, stop it. It's not your fault that our son died. Fate decided that he would give your father company until we can be with him."

I got a laugh out of her then she continued, "You're not helping me."

An idea just popped into my head, but I want to wait a little bit longer.

"The children still don't know what happened to you or Mirana…"

She sat up with tears still streaming down her cheeks, and questioned, "What happened to Mirana?"

I lowered my head, and answered her, "She lost their daughter. You're not the only one suffering right now."

She lowered her head, and I decided to try out my idea, "You know the children need to know that their little brother won't be making an appearance in seven months. Your mother still doesn't know that she'll be a grandmother again…"

"I can't face them right now, Tarrant. Look at me!"

It was now or Alice will forever be in depression, "You know there is a certain someone I know that practices six impossible things before breakfast, and I think it would help her out right now."

"Darling, it won't work…"

I wasn't taking no for an answer, "1…"

She exhaled, "I married a Mad Hatter."

"2…"

"We had quadruplets."

"3…"

"We raised them well with your parents and my mother."

"4…"

"We went to war with the Black King and won after two and a half days of fighting."

"5…"

"We were expecting twins, but lost our unborn son."

"6…"

With newfound strength, she declared, "Depression won't stop me from being a loving wife and mother to my husband and children; no matter how many I may have."

I smiled, "Welcome back, love."

"I feel much better, but it still hurts."

"Of course, it still hurts. You think I could have completely taken away the pain with those six impossible things alone? Dearest, I'm still hurting because I don't have closure. Neither do you. When our little boy is buried in the family mausoleum, we will all have closure and move on. He is gone, but we will never forget what we could have had. Go get cleaned up, and I'll go get the children. I'm going to explain to your mother what has happened and why you're not with me. Don't get mad at me if your mother follows us home."

I got her to laugh, "Thanks, love! I owe you one!" She was being extremely sarcastic as she got out the bed and went into the bathroom to draw her bath.

I got up, walked out the room, walked into the guest room, and activated the mirror. Helen and the children were in Alice's old bedroom talking when I entered the room.

"**Daddy!**" All four of them charged at me, and enveloped me in a huge hug.

"Take it easy! Daddy is hurt!"

Helen looked at me with concern, "Tarrant, where's my daughter?"

Ugh…it was now or get killed by my mother-in-law.

"All five of you, sit on the bed please."

They all sat down, and I began before anyone could ask a question, "During the war, your mother and I got injured. Your mother got a scratch on her arm, but I got the worse. On the way over to the castle, mommy's tummy started to hurt; very bad…"

Timothy asked before I could explain to Helen, "Is our little brother and sister alright?"

Helen looked at me, "I'm going to be a grandmother again…oh, praise God! I'm going to be a grandmother!"

I continued, "Your little sister is very well! Your little brother…"

Helen caught on, "Oh, Tarrant…oh, my daughter…I must see her!"

"Helen, Alice is going to be alright when she gets her closure from the funeral."

Carlie inquired, "Our little brother died?"

Gavin began, "Yes he died, Carlie! Mom wanted to go fight and now we are minus a brother!"

Before Helen or I could do anything, Emily jumped at her mother's defense, "It is not mommy's fault, Gavin! When that bad man took her away from daddy and hurt her, did she lose any of us? No! Fate had a plan for our little brother! He was to go and be with Grandpa Charlie! Don't you dare say that it's mommy or daddy's fault that he's gone! It's nobody's fault!"

She was in tears at this moment. This little girl was her mother and I combined! Emily ran to me, and I held her close to me with my good arm. The other three came up to me, and Gavin tugged on the hem of my waist coast.

"I'm sorry, daddy. I didn't mean to…"

I interrupted him, "I know, _mo mac_, that you didn't mean that. We all grieve in different ways. Some of us cry, and some of us get angry and blame others. Come; let's get all of us home. Boys, could you help daddy out and bring the suitcases?"

Timothy grabbed his suitcase and Emily's while Gavin grabbed Carlie's and his. We walked through the mirror and Helen followed us to check on Alice. The boys dropped the suitcases then all four ran to go find their mother. The room began to spin, and I wasn't anywhere near the bed. I stumbled to the door and leaned on it.

"I need some help if it isn't too much trouble."

Alice, Helen, my mother, my father, the children, and Sophia came to my rescue.

_Athair_ wrapped my good arm around him, "It's alright, _mo mac_, we got you."

"Bring him into our bedroom, _athair_," Alice instructed as she went into the bedroom to get the bed ready.

I was slipping into unconsciousness and my legs felt as if they were made of jelly.

"Could we hurry a wee bit? I'm not feeling so good."

How _athair_ could still pick me up? I'm a grown man for crying out loud! He didn't make it fast enough because the ringing in my ears got louder and everything went black.

I looked at _athair_ and Tarrant's eyes were shut. Ugh…I'm going to have to have a long talk with Carlisle about not staying firm with his own brother! Tarrant was placed in bed, and I covered him up.

"Mommy, is daddy alright?" Gavin asked with worry in his eyes.

I shook my head, "No little one, he's not well. You know your father is a horrible patient. He always rathered be the nurse never the patient. Well, whether he likes it or not, he's getting his rest."

_Mathair_ turned to the children, "Supper is ready. Let's go, quickly now!" then she looked at me, "I'll bring you and Tarrant some soup after the wee ones get fed."

I mouthed thank you to her, and she closed the door. I turned toward the bed; oh my dear husband! He stopped at nothing to make sure I was alright, and what did I do for him? I went into the bathroom, got a face towel, and wet it. I walked to the bed, sat down on the chair next to the bed, and placed the towel on his forehead. He exhaled, and I covered him up.

"Alice…" he exhaled, and I ran my fingers through his hair, "Sh…it's alright. I'm right here. It's your turn to rest now. It's my turn to take care of you."

He opened his eyes, and smiled at me, "I'm so sorry, love."

I had to interrupt him, "Stop it! We need to take care of that shoulder, so you have to behave! And absolutely no doctor and patient relations until you are completely well again. Unlike you, I stick to my guns."

He groaned and I started to laugh. It's going to be a long road ahead of us; Tarrant getting well again and our baby boy's funeral. Can our family get a break for once?