Sitting by the window, Emma moved her hair behind her ear and looked out at the darkness, taking a deep breath in before slowly exhaling. Feeling Claire's hand on her shoulder, she looked up at her wife and accepted the hot cup of tea she held out to her. Taking a sip, she let the warm liquid slide down her throat as Claire placed a kiss on her head.
Hearing a small cough coming through the baby monitor, Emma put her drink down and got up and headed towards her son's room. Checking that he was okay and not running a fever, Emma turned his sleep music back on and just looked at him.
Gently repositioning James's blanket so he remained warm while he slept, Emma leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his head and smiled to herself. Her heart was full and she had everything she had ever wanted, she felt complete and she couldn't be happier.
