Song listened to: 'Right Here' by Ashes Remain

AN: I made a playlist of the songs I used thus far! If you wanna check it out there's a link in my bio! And one here!

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It came as a soft sound in the night, barely heard over the howling of the winter wind outside of the bedroom window, but it was right against his ear and thus it was hard to miss. He woke slowly, looking first into the flickering warm flames of the roaring hearth, and it whispered again into his ear, bringing him to turn slightly, more awake then in the previous moment.

She lay curled up above him, resembling that of a cat curling up for comfort and warm, laying on a majority of his pillow. Her back pressed to the side of his head, and the sound whispered among the room again, the softness of a whimper came to him, and he sat up slowly.

"Little 'Keelah?"

Her slumber didn't stir, but her little balled up form did fall tense for a moment, curling in tighter for the briefest of moments before she relaxed again. He waited a moment, waiting to see if it would happen again, and when there was no further indication to it, he turned to lay back down.

That was when she woke, a slight call on her lips, pushing herself upwards as she quickly uncurled from her claimed spot.

"Come here, my little one."

He kept his tone soft as he called out to her, not wanting to startle to frightened fledgling even more, and he held his arms out when she turned to look at him with frightened eyes. She slowly uncurled even more, turning to crawl across the bed, pulling herself up into his arms. He encircled them around her, holding her close, as he made to lay back down again.

She lay against his chest, fingers curling slightly into his tunic, and he tucked her head under his chin.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head quickly, burrowing into his chest deeper, and her fingers clenched onto his tunic tightly. He rubbed a hand down the back of her head, over her back, and nodded against he head lightly.

"Okay."

The wind howled against the window outside, snow swirling around like dancing fairies, and they both watched it for a while as neither wanted to fall asleep before the other.

"Do you want me to sing to you?"

She nodded silently, clutching tightly to his top, and he sighed in return as he wracked his brain for something. It had been so long since he'd sung lullabies to young ones and none came to the forefront immediately. But one did, an old one, Michael used to hum it to him when he was younger.

'I can see every tear you've cried

Like an ocean in your eyes

All the pain and the scars have left you cold'

His voice was deep and smooth as it curled around the room, soft and just over the crackling of the burning wood, just over the wind against the window, and she fell still to listen.

'I can see all the fears you face

Through a storm that never goes away

Don't believe all the lies that you've been told'

A hand rubbed over the back of her head, stroking the curls back, as it travelled down to rub soothing over her back. He knew she was listening, as her fingers slowly loosened their grip, kneading slightly instead.

'I'll be right here now

To hold you when the sky falls down

I will always'

Her breathing slowly began to even out, her kneading slowly to a gentle stop, and he wrapped them tighter in his thick blanket.

'Be the one who took your place

When the rain falls

I won't let go

I'll be right here'

He smiled to himself as she finally took a deep sigh and her eyes stopped fluttering open in an attempt to fight off sleep, still rubbing softly at her back. He watched her sleep for a bit, making sure she would not wake again suddenly, and when she made no move to do so, he too settled down against his pillow.