AN: See chapter 1 for story notes and summaries.

Ships: Snowing, Rumbelle, Swan Believer, eventual Swanfire, and a delightful Golden Mad Charming BroT3. :)

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I was asked to give a rough estimate of exactly what month/year it is, like I do with Finding You Always. So since it's estimated that the curse was broken in late February 2012 and it's been a few weeks since, it is now early April 2012

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I finally have the face claim poster done for the Gods and it will be posted on Tumblr tonight. Here are the face claims I have chosen:

Gal Gadot as Persephone, of course.

Robert Downey Jr as Hades

Natalie Portman as Artemis

Michelle Pfeiffer as Demeter

George Clooney as Zeus

Diane Lane as Hera

Idris Elba as Hephaestus

Amber Heard as Aphrodite

Stephen Amell as Ares

Cillian Murphy as Hermes

Rami Malek as Apollo

Ernie Hudson as Poseidon

Joseph Gordon-Levitt as Phobos

Vincent Irizarry as Deimos

Aisha Tyler as Athena

Sean Bean as Cronus

Maggie Smith as Hecate

Ben Affleck as Prince Eli

Thanks for awesome the reviews. Here are individual responses:

Saberius Prime: I know, I have so many threads going. I honestly don't try to do this on purpose, but it always seems to happen, lol. It is definitely a puzzle and will all soon come together. Glad you're enjoying the story!

Baratta Jennifer: Thanks! So glad you liked it!

Grace5231973: Haha, lol, yeah Hook is still alive. He's wandering around Storybrooke still. Yep, I'm sticking with canon in this instance, so Hook is going to have an angry David on his hands.

Naomi Blue: Yeah, the only ones that seem to have hope of being good are Robert and James. Time will tell, but that's what it's looking like.

TheInferno1536: I'm going with canon on this instance in regards to Robert's murder.

Number Ten: Yep, I'm going with canon on this one. David's not going to kill Hook. Remember, he has Snow awake to keep him grounded here. But no, forgiveness will not be so quick here. That being said, Robert is alive again, so David might have an easier time with it after a while. :)

izzypirelli: Me too, I'm forever here for the Snowing love. Persephone is very much in shock and there is a scene that she gets to tell Eli something very poignant at the end of this chapter. Yep, Hades is majorly jealous. At this point, he knows how badly he screwed up with her and isn't sure he can ever win her love. Yep, Snow is extremely wary of Eli and unsure if she wants anything to do with Leopold. We get a little more introspective on that between Snowing in this chapter. Yeah, Persephone needs her own cheering section. She's always dropping truth bombs and warning anyone that even thinks about getting close to her family. I love it. Glad you like the Daddy Charming moments. They are alike so I think that's why they connect the way they do. I wanted to show that Snow recognizes that too and it doesn't make her jealous. She loves that Emma has a father like her husband while at the same time realizing that Leopold isn't the man she thought he was. I do love my internal monologues, it probably shows. Ha, yeah inside his head, Neal's hearing: Danger Neal Cassidy, danger. Yeah, Snow has no idea what she wants to ask, because she's not even sure she wants to know this man. She's actually much more interested in hearing Robert's story since it's different than what David thought. Yep, get your snacks ready. I don't think this chapter will disappoint at all. I love how they are facing it together too. Glad you're still enjoying! I always look forward to your reviews. :)

Note: There is also a love scene in this chapter. It is marked, so you can skip it if it's not your thing.

Dreaming Out Loud

Chapter 79: Shadows of the Past

Kevin growled, as he dabbed the blood away from his lip, while looking in the mirror in their room at the Inn.

"Damn them…" he hissed, as he looked back at her.

"You think yours is bad...look at what that little bitch did to my eye!" Jessica complained, as she was sporting a really good shiner, thanks to Snow White's right hook. Kevin's phone chimed and he smirked.

"Don't worry...we're about to get our retribution and make them both pay. He's here," Kevin said. She smirked.

"Then let's go meet him and then we can enjoy their pain this time. And Emma's," she replied, as she paused for a moment.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Well, most would think me to be a complete monster for what I'm thinking right now…" she mentioned. He scoffed.

"Yeah...well, they made us this way and we both know we're well past caring about that," he replied.

"What if there was a way we could still have that family we've always wanted?" she questioned, as she put her hand on his and he looked at her in confusion.

"How do you figure we can have that?" he asked.

"Think about it...if we succeed in locking Emma's parents up, Snow White won't be able to keep the baby. It will go into the system...unless we take it," she replied. He was silent for a moment.

"What if that child is like Emma though?" he asked. She opened the drawer and took out a black cuff and held it up to him.

"If we had one of these when Emma was a child...and knew what she was, we could have tamed her," she reminded. He smirked and took the cuff.

"Can you imagine the looks on their faces when they watch us take the brat from them?" he asked and she smirked deviously.

"I'm relishing the image," she agreed.

"The problem is actually getting it done though. We're facing a lot of magic," he reminded.

"And we brought plenty of ways to deal with it. We just need to get past their security and free Madam Circe," she said, as they felt a rumbling beneath their feet.

"What the hell was that?" she asked, as they looked out the window and saw a sprawling palace now overlooking the town where there had once been forest.

"What the hell…" he uttered.

"This town...it's crazy," she said.

"Then it's time that the world knows about it," he replied, as they prepared to go meet their reporter friend, who had just arrived in Storybrooke...

"Yes...I'm here, because I was murdered," he stated. Snow reached over and squeezed David's hand, as they prepared to hear his story. David remembered that morning, the last morning he had ever seen his father.

"When you come back...you'll be better? Do you promise?" he recalled himself asking his father at the tender age of six.

"I promise, David...when I come back, things will be better. I will be better," his father had promised. But as he always had, he broke his promise and that was the last time he and his mother had ever seen him. The bottle was more important to him than they were. At least, that's what he had believed all his life. He had lived with that anger and sadness his entire life. He had carried it with him and it had even made him question himself when he found out he was going to be a father. He had doubted himself, because of this man standing before him. He feared failing his child the way Robert had failed him. Sometimes he still felt like he had failed Emma, though both she and Snow would absolutely protest that.

But if someone had actually taken his father from them...well, then it modified his perspective. It didn't erase the loss and betrayal he had always felt. But he wondered...if such was true, maybe he could finally let those feelings go. Did he dare hope for anything like that? Or was this still the man that had constantly let him down again and again? The man that had turned away from his family and their love for a bottle? Did he dare even trust anything he had to say? The questions were overwhelming and he shifted anxiously, as Snow squeezed his hand again and leaned her head against his arm, comforting him with just a touch. Because no matter what answers he found on this day, she was the constant he could count on.

"When I left our farm that day...I told you it was to for supplies. But that wasn't the case," Robert stated.

"Then what were you doing?" David questioned.

"I...I went to find your brother," he confessed.

"What do you mean you went to find him? You knew where he was...with George," David snapped.

"Except that when I was six...I ran away," James interjected. David looked at him and then back at his father.

"And you found out?" David asked.

"George himself came into the...tavern where I used to go. He offered a reward to find his son...my son," Robert stated.

"I realized that nothing had been right since we gave up James. We had no choice...you both were sick and we couldn't afford the medicine. But then I thought this was my chance to make it better. I could find him and bring him home," he continued.

"You could have just quit drinking. That would have fixed things too," David snapped.

"I did...I swear to you, David. After that moment, I never had another drop," Robert promised. David stared at him and then nodded slightly, allowing his father to continue.

"James had somehow managed to make it all the way to a place called Pleasure Island and so I followed. There were a lot of temptations there," Robert confessed, as he met David's eyes.

"But I didn't give in...I didn't drink a drop," he implored. David took a deep breath.

"Did he find you?" he asked his twin.

"Yes...he did," James recalled. David looked surprised by that.

"Then...what happened?" he asked.

"George wanted to turn your brother into a killer...and as you know, he succeeded. I was going to bring him home with me, but the King caught me," Robert replied. Realization dawned on David's face.

"George killed you," he said.

"Well, he ordered it done and just as his Knights were about to execute me, someone else came along and killed them," Robert replied. David was confused again.

"I don't understand...someone saved you?" he asked.

"No...they slayed the Knights to steal whatever gold and weapons they had on them. The man...he was a pirate. I pleaded with him to let me live. I told him I had a son that needed me. I had failed James again, but I didn't want to fail you again too," he confessed.

"A pirate?" Neal asked, as he suddenly knew exactly where this was going and looked at his father, who seemed to know too.

"But the plea fell on deaf ears. He said he couldn't allow me to live, because I had seen his face. Then he stabbed me," Robert said, letting that confession sink in for a moment. David's face was ashen at that point and a tear slipped down Snow's cheek in sorrow for her husband.

"Did this pirate have a name?" David asked with a low growl.

"I don't know...the men with him just called him Captain, but there was one thing that stood out about him," Robert answered.

"Let me guess...he had a hook for a hand," David spat and Robert looked surprised.

"Yes...he did. Do you know him?" Robert asked.

"Oh yeah...we know him," Emma answered, shaking her head. Unbelievable. Hook had killed her grandfather and probably had no idea. Hell, she'd be surprised if he even remembered killing him.

"Unbelievable…" Neal muttered with a shake of his head.

"This pirate seems to be notorious," James commented.

"Oh he is…" Rumple stated.

"I don't even understand how he's still alive...was he caught in the curse too?" Robert asked, thinking that the pirate must be an old man by now.

"Not exactly," Neal interjected.

"Long ago, I encountered him before I was the Dark One. I...I was a poor farmer then as well and not a very strong man. It seems we have that in common. Fortunately, our sons grew up to be better than us," Gold stated.

"My wife at the time...was less than impressed with me and my reputation as the village coward. Suffice to say, Milah left me for him and he did his best to humiliate me," he continued.

"When I became the Dark One and later encountered the good Captain...let's just say I paid him back, ten fold by taking his hand," he finished.

"And the reason he's not old is that he spent hundreds of years in Neverland. I encountered him too...and instead of helping me, he betrayed me and gave me over to Peter Pan to save his own skin," Neal added.

"And you thought I was a dick," James quipped, as he shared a look with his twin.

"And what's your story?" Snow interjected on her husband's behalf. He met her gaze.

"Is that really what you want to know? Or are you just being polite?" James questioned. Snow crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin.

"Fine...are you here for some kind of twisted revenge against my husband? Because I'm going to warn you right now...if you try to hurt him, I'll take you out with one arrow," she threatened. Emma smirked and crossed her arms over her chest.

"And for some reason if the arrow doesn't take, I'll finish the job," Emma added protectively. He smirked.

"Wow...I see why you like her. Beautiful and strong...I was always attracted to strong women too. Those dainty little flowers that George always wanted me to make a union with annoyed me to no end. Guess we're alike in that way too," James commented, as he looked back at Snow, who was still waiting for an answer.

"If you had asked me that question just a few years ago...I would have told you that I did want to make him pay for my misfortune. I blamed him for everything," James confessed.

"I didn't get you killed," David protested.

"No...but you took my place and became a legend. I mean...the world benefited from my death and yeah, that pissed me off. I hated you...because you were better," he admitted.

"I slayed that dragon, because I had to. I took your place to save the farm...I never intended to keep pretending to be you...until George threatened mother," David explained.

"Oh I know...you have a noble streak a mile long, which is also annoying as hell, by the way," he quipped. David rolled his eyes.

"But I'm not talking about the dragon. Sure...that's part of your story, but then you stood up to him. You defied a corrupt King and for true love of all things. For all my supposed courage...I could have never done that," he admitted.

"I'm dead...or was dead, because I could never quite defy him fully...not in the way I wanted. Sure, I refused to settle down and had quite the reputation for hopping the bed chambers of many nobles and royals," he continued.

"But when it came down to it, I knew that I would have let him arrange a marriage for me that would make our Kingdom rich. Love was for peasants and fools, after all," he added.

"You just kept defying him...hell, you were willing to let that old bastard execute you in the name of love. I could...have never done that. I would have caved to his demands long before that. There was no more Prince James at that point. You were Prince Charming...the legend. Everything I wasn't and never would be," he said.

"And yeah...I was bitter about all that for a while. You had the hero status...considered one of the greatest warriors in the Kingdom...and you had that elusive true love that seemed to top it all. All the glory...I wanted it and you stole it. I might as well have never existed," he continued.

"Nothing I ever did was for glory...and a lot of the nobles and other royals didn't see me as heroic. Me marrying for true love didn't line their pockets or garner them the privileges they believed they were owed," he said, as he took Snow's hand.

"Yes...I was willing to die for her, because I saw no life without her. I only fight for my family and I'm still willing to die for them if it would mean protecting them," he confessed.

"True courage," Hades muttered.

"I know...and I won't lie and tell you I'm not still jealous of everything you have that I didn't get. But it's taken me a long time to realize that I never had a chance at any of that, not because of you, but because of George. Father...my real father...finally convinced me of that," James confessed. David shrugged.

"Just like that?" he asked. James chuckled.

"Well, I'm not going to stand here and tell you that I don't have issues. But I don't want to kill you. We don't even know each other," he replied.

"David...this is our chance to be a family. Your mother may be gone, but I know she would want this for us," Robert pleaded.

"Yeah, well...mother is gone and she was murdered to, you know. By George's Knights," David spat angrily.

"But she's not here...what didn't she get admitted to Cronus' little club? Or maybe it's because she would have never sworn loyalty to a deity that once ate his own children!" he said angrily.

"David…" Robert pleaded.

"Father and I saw an opportunity at a second chance. He was the means to get here...nothing more," James countered.

"Until he asks you to demonstrate your loyalty...or else!" David shot back.

"It won't come to that...I don't think he has much interest in either of us," Robert tried to soothe.

"No...just in our children, because they happen to be born with magic," David retorted, as Snow squeezed his hands gently.

"Did you leave Mother behind? Did you leave her again? Because I remember the last time you left her...I heard her cry for you at night," he said, choking on his words, as he tried to keep the memories and tears back.

"Mother is not in the Underworld...she never was," James stated bluntly. David's eyes widened slightly and he naturally looked to Hades.

"It's true...your mother Ruth had no unfinished business. You were happy with your true love and she moved on immediately to Asphodel Meadows," Hades confirmed.

"Your peace was enough for her, it would seem," James added a bit stiffly.

"I put her through a lot, son...she suffered more than she should have, because of me. If David's happiness could bring her peace, then be grateful for that. I intend to take this second chance and do right by you both...if you'll let me," Robert implored. David sighed and looked at Snow, who gave him an encouraging smile and a nod.

"If you're both sincere...then I'd like to get to know you both. If you're sincere...then maybe you can be a part of this family too," David offered.

"You could come for breakfast in the morning...at the loft. It's a bit small and we're still looking for a bigger place. But it's a little less public than this," Snow offered for her husband. Robert nodded gratefully to her. He had a feeling he was really going to like his daughter-in-law.

"We would be honored," he answered.

"I'm sure Granny has rooms...for all of you," David added, as he looked at Snow.

"Then maybe we should call it a night...I'm a bit tired," she mentioned.

"But...we haven't had a chance to talk," Eli protested.

"She's pregnant...she needs her rest," David admonished.

"But you can come to breakfast too in the morning, if you'd like," Snow said, looking at both him and Leopold. She was a bit more uneasy around them, but if she was going to offer it to David's father, then she supposed she was obligated to offer it to Eli and Leopold as well, at least to give them a chance. They nodded in agreement, albeit reluctantly.

"Let's get you home, my darling," David suggested, as they made their way out. Persephone stayed back for a moment and Eli took her hand.

"I...I was hoping at least we could talk for a while?" he asked quietly, though loud enough for Hades to hear.

"It's late...but I'll see you at breakfast in the morning?" she countered. But he was clearly frustrated.

"Why are you pushing me away? I am finally back...we should be together!" he insisted.

"It's been a very long time, Eli...I need time. All of this is so overwhelming and do not think for a second that I have forgotten that you came here with Cronus!" she retorted hotly.

"I did that…" he said through clenched teeth and then tried to calm him temper at seeing her face.

"I did that to get back to you...and our daughter," he insisted.

"I know and you think Cronus won't call in favors, but I know him through what my mother has told me. He will and if you think you're free of him, then you're wrong," she said.

"Is this really because of that...or because of him?" Eli questioned, glaring at Hades and he got an icy gaze in return.

"My only concern is my family and I will not risk them being collateral damage in whatever scheme Cronus has in play," she said firmly.

"As for us...it's not like we can just pick up where we left off. If we deny that we are both different people now...then this will never work. You've changed...I've changed and it's like we're starting over. I think breakfast with our daughter and her family in the morning is a good place to start," she suggested. He nodded, clearly disappointed.

"Then I will see in the morning," he agreed, as he watched Hades follow her out.

"Why the hell are you going with her?" he questioned.

"I'm not...Persephone has her home with her daughter. I have mine separate from them, not that I owe you any explanation," Hades retorted. Eli was silent, but glared at him, as he left. This man had wormed his way into his family and he loathed it. How could they not see what he was? How could they forgive such transgressions? Eli didn't care about the claims that he had supposedly changed. He was a threat and if Eli was going to take his rightful place in his family, then Hades had to go...

"Is this some kind of joke?" the man questioned, as he and the Swans, the source of his story, observed a group of people coming out of the diner, specifically a couple.

"We assure you, it's not. That's them…" Jessica Swan stated, as the man looked across the street again. Derek Jefferies was an intrepid reporter and had been for many years. His career had started out very promising in the early 1980's and one of the first stories he had reported on was the abandoned baby Emma in the Maine woods in 1983. The case almost instantly went cold and he had moved on to bigger and better stories. He left small town Maine behind and wrote for reputable publications in Boston for many years, until his career tanked on a few bad stories and a lawsuit. By 1996, he had returned home in disgrace and could barely pay the bills by freelancing for small magazines and papers that usually no one read. It didn't help that print was dying too, but when the Swans had contacted him with their story, he had jumped at the chance. If he could report on a thirty-year cold case about the baby found in the woods, he knew it could help repair his career and possibly give him that second chance at success again.

But now he was wondering if someone was playing a prank on him, because the story these two were trying to shovel wasn't even remotely plausible.

"We know it looks impossible," Kevin stated. Derek looked at him in question.

"It is impossible. If that blonde over there is really baby Emma...then there is no way the couple standing next to her can be her parents. What the hell is this?" Derek growled, starting to lose his temper.

"We know what it looks like," Jessica interjected.

"Do you? Because crazy is one word that comes to mind," Derek snapped.

"You tell me you have the story of the century for me, so I drive to this town, which by the way isn't on any map, and you tell me that this couple, who is the same age as baby Emma is now, are really her parents that dumped her in the woods!" he snarled.

"Oh, on top of that...there's a freaking castle here! Why the hell is there a medieval looking castle in the middle of Maine?" he questioned.

"All your questions can be answered...we can prove that everything we've told you is real," Kevin insisted.

"You know, I've had to do some fringe stories to pay the bills before, but this takes the cake," he complained.

"We have DNA samples from the couple across the street and Emma. We already sent them out to be tested against each other. Once they're back, it will prove what we're saying," Jessica told him. He paused for a moment.

"And if that doesn't convince you that this place will remake your career...then watch this," Kevin said, as he played a video for him on his phone. Derek's eyes widened in shock and horror at what he was seeing.

"What in the hell…" he uttered.

"That's just the beginning. What's here in this town is going to change the world...what everyone thinks and believes, all of it. And if you stay...you can be the one to bust this story wide open," Jessica offered. He thought for a moment. It was insane...but if he was honest, he really had no prospects and if even just some of this was true, it was truly life changing.

"Tell me everything," he requested.

Snow sighed, as she collapsed on the bed. They had arrived home finally, said goodnight to their daughter, grandson, and her mother. And now she felt like she could finally take a breath.

"That was one hell of day," he mentioned, as she watched him shed his jacket and then start to unbutton his shirt.

"I thought it was never going to end and I never saw any of it coming," she confessed. He smiled and leaned down to kiss her hair.

"Me either...believe me," he replied.

"But you got your father back...and your brother," she said encouragingly.

"Maybe...but you also got people back and I know you, Snow. They both made you feel uncomfortable, which I hate," he mentioned.

"Mmm...I just don't know what I'm supposed to feel. Leopold is definitely not the man I thought he was," she admitted, as he sat down beside her.

"The way he used to dote on me...I didn't know anything else. I thought that was normal...until I watched you with Emma," she said, as she looked at him to gauge his reaction.

"But then you already knew that...you saw red flags where I couldn't, didn't you?" she asked. He looked at her and took her hand in his own.

"He was gone...and I didn't see a reason to tell you differently. At that point, no good came of me sullying your good memories," he replied. She sighed.

"But now he's back and he's expecting me to be happy about it. But I'm not sure," she admitted. He squeezed her hand.

"And that's okay...he's not the man you thought he was and if you want nothing to do with him, then that's okay, Snow," he assured her.

"His obsessive doting on me...that's what my mother meant when she told him that he did things she didn't like, isn't it?" she questioned. He nodded.

"I'm sure that's part of it. The Cora stuff too, I'm sure...and even the way he treated Regina. But I think you need to ask her and have this talk with her," he replied. She nodded. And she would, as much as neither of them probably wanted to go there.

"He makes you uneasy too...doesn't he?" she asked.

"Yes. I didn't know why at first and then Emma clued me. She said that he doesn't look at you the way a father looks at a daughter, because she knows what that looks like," he replied.

"The first thing he wanted to do when he got here was be alone with you…" he mentioned.

"Trust me, that's the last thing I want," she shuddered.

"Unfortunately, he's only part of the equation," she added.

"You mean Eli," David mentioned. She nodded.

"I don't know what to think about him. I guess I need to know him more," she said.

"Of course you do...and I'll be with you through all of this," he promised. She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"I know...I never worry about that. I know you're always here to hold me when I need you," she said. He smiled and kissed her tenderly.

"What do you say we forget about all this for just a little while...and focus on us?" she asked coyly. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"That's the best damn thing I've heard all day," he replied and she giggled, as he pulled her into his lap. He kissed her again and she lost herself in him, slowly letting all the stresses of the day fade away, at least for that moment. As their lips parted, he gazed up at her with something akin to awe, as he usually did, like she was everything.

"I love you…" he said, his voice thick with passion.

"No matter what, it's you and me against whatever we must face," he promised.

"Together," she promised back in a breathy whisper, as his lips descended on her neck and her head lulled back and her eyes closed, while she relished the sensations of what he was making her feel. She shifted and straddled his lap, as their lips met again in a feverish rhythm and she found herself dropping desperate kisses on his neck and chest, as she let her hands roam his shredded physique. Their lips parted and their breathing came in ragged gasps. She pulled away only so she could lift her arms and allow him to pull her shirt over her head. He tossed it again and then she thrilled, as he hooked his arm around her waist and lay her down on the bed, pinning her beneath his hard body. And then they knew nothing else that night, except each other, their love, and the smoldering passion that was so ever present between them…

_Snowing_

Snow mewled into his kiss and wrapped her legs around him, as his mouth moved down her neck and then to the tops of her breasts. Her chest heaved, as he kissed at them, while she arched her back. He undid the clasp on her bra and tossed it away. She cried out in pleasure, as his lips closed around one nipple, as he gently suckled it. The rest of their clothes were pulled away frantically. She kissed him feverishly and arched against him, as the fire in her core was reignited. Her green eyes burned into his blue ones, as she slid her hand around his considerable length and she enjoyed the way he shuddered and the sheer pleasure on his face. He was so hard it was almost painful to the touch and he slowly pushed inside her. As he filled her all the way, she hummed pleasurably and he began to move with steady pulses. His pulses quickly became thrusts, as he found the rhythm and he was soon plunging inside her deeply. Snow trembled beneath him and found herself raking her nails along his back, as he took her, ravishing her to a completeness that only he could bring her. She trailed open mouthed kisses along his neck and lightly bit his shoulder, as he pumped inside her, his hips colliding with hers in an incredible sexual dance of pure ecstasy.

"Dav...id..." she cried breathlessly, as the heat in her core reached its peak again and she writhed in orgasm again.

"I love you..." he rasped, as he drove into her again and again, his cock surging effortlessly into her tight, dripping heat.

"You feel so good..." he managed to utter, as she quaked and clenched around him, until he could finally take no more and came inside her in a rush of carnal euphoria, before collapsing beside her.

_Snowing_

He breathed heavily and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him, as she cuddled atop him and their lips met in short, tender pecks.

"I love you so much…" she breathed, as he pressed a kiss to her hair.

"And I love you, my darling Snow. And no matter what is still ahead of us...we're going to face it together. Nothing will destroy our love and I'll let no one separate us ever again," he promised. She hummed, as she kissed him tenderly.

"Neither will I...together, we can face anything," she said confidently, as they cuddled together and sleep soon took them both.