A/N: I do not own Sebastian, Ciel, William, Grell or Ronie. I do own Kylie and Nathan. I'm sorry that the last couple chapters have been so short; I will make up for it with the next one. Review and favorite if you like what you read.

Chapter 3

Ciel smiled as he watched the children play in Kylie's playroom. They were happy and giggling at their toys. Nate was five, a year older than Kylie and sometimes that worried Ciel but he didn't bother with it now. The redheaded boy with yellow green eyes was making his daughter laugh and not thinking about his dad who was currently laying in a hospital bed with his father beside him and Sebastian beside Will.

Ciel knew that Sebastian and Will had been together long before Sebastian had ever even had an inkling of who Ciel was and he was ok with that. Still he felt like his husband wasn't telling him everything about his past which made him worry all the more. He shook his head and went back to watching the children.

Sebastian sat, holding Will lightly as he cried, fighting tears of his own. Thinking of their child and what could have been was devastating certainly not what should be spoken about when Grell was lying not three feet away, carrying Will's youngest child, and both were in danger of being lost.

"William," he spoke softly as he placed a gentle hand on the brunet's shoulder and lightly pushed him to sit up right, "This is not the time nor place to be discussing this. Grell and the baby need you and you can't go breaking like this . . ." Sebastian gently wiped away the last of the younger man's tears and placed a chaste kiss on his forehead, much like he did to Kylie when she was upset.

"Right. I'm sorry for that Sebastian. Thank you for being here to help me."

Sebastian smiled and turned back to Grell who stirred for the first time since they had been allowed into see him.

Will reached out to stroke the porcelain skin of his husband's cheek and smiled as the redhead leaned into the touch and slowly opened his eyes, bright green and perfectly framed by long black lashes. His glasses sat on the small table beside the bed so he couldn't see and Will's were smudged beyond belief from the tears.

"I can't see, but I know you're there Sebby," Grell spoke as he shifted to be more comfortable, which was hard with ivs in his arms, and his large belly.

"I am here, yes," Sebastian said with a slight cringe at the nickname that Grell had given him.

Will reached over and picked up the garish red frames and gently placed them on his husband. He smiled when Grell sighed in relief at being able to see once more.

"Better, my love?" Will asked.

"Much, thank you dear," Grell smiled and glanced over to see that Sebastian was in fact sitting in the other chair, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, and his hair was pinned out of his eyes with a single, well-hidden bobby pin that would have been missed by anyone but the redheaded reaper who employed the same technique to keep his long red tresses from getting in his face.

William leaned closer to his husband and placed a light kiss on his lips, "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"

"Like I'm tied to a bed and wish I had a brush because I can feel the knots in my hair," He grinned at his husband, showing his razor sharp teeth.

William smiled despite himself and kissed the man again, resting a hand on Grell's swollen stomach and tracing light circles with his thumb. He was happy to feel the soul of their unborn son resting beneath the skin and muscle of Grell's abdomen.

"I was so scared I had lost you both . . ." he spoke softly looking away from his husband and instead to a blank space on the wall until he felt nimble red nailed fingers entwine themselves with his own.

"You're not losing me that easy, darling. Besides we went through much the same thing with Nathan," Grell's voice was soft as he spoke, looking rather not himself with no makeup and his usual red coat and flare.

"I remember," William's voice was little more than a whisper.

It was then they heard Sebastian stand and move to the door. They both looked to him them each other.

"I'm going to step into the hall and call Ciel. Let him know how you're doing and check on the kids," was the raven's response to their quizzical expressions. It seemed to put them at ease as he opened the door and stepped out into the empty hallway.

Ciel woke with a start and sat up strait, tears running down his face. His blue eyes bright and full of fear. The movement woke Sebastian who had only just gotten to sleep after coming home late from being with Will and Grell at the hospital all day.

"Love, what's wrong my sweetheart?" Sebastian sat up carefully wrapping his arms around his husband's waist and pulling him closer.

Ciel only sobbed clinging to the elder, his body shaking. He hated those three days. He hated them and the emotions they brought up within him. He let the sobs wrack his body and collapsed against the strong body that held him so close when those wretched memories and feelings overwhelmed him.

"D-don . . . don't . . . don't leave . . ." He couldn't finish what he wanted to say, saying the words alone were so painful.

Sebastian knew just from the few words he heard from Ciel's lips what was hurting him, "Shh . . . shh it's ok . . . I'm right here. I'll never leave you. Never again . . . Shh . . ." he whispered tracing small soothing circles on his husband's back.

Ciel calmed enough to stop the wracking sobs, only soft tears falling from his eyes. He hated that those days still plagued his mind. The world's fair . . . the fire . . . the angel . . . they all plagued his mind, they hurt him, every time they arose in his mind, he was reduced to a sniveling, crying mess. He hated that they affected him so. He hated that when he thought of those days he still felt the abandonment of Sebastian leaving him alone. He hated the feeling of betrayal he held, the way the angel took so much from him. The fire that reduced London to shells of buildings and ash. The look on the queen's face where she lay dead in the palace. The loss he felt when he woke and the contract symbol was dim in his eye. He hated it all for bringing him to the state he was in now.

Sebastian shifted and pulled Ciel into his lap, lightly kissing his head, "I'll never leave you my love. I made that promise twice. Admittedly I broke it once but I won't leave you ever again."

Ciel curled into his love calming slowly as he whispered and soothed him. He breathed slowly calming himself further and regaining his composure. He looked up at the face he loved and knew so well, the face that comforted him so many times.

". . . I know you won't . . . it . . . it just hurts when the memories return . . ."

"I know my love, and I promise that I will be here whenever they do. I will be here to hold you, to keep you, to love you, and to be you're strength when you have none. Though now I believe we should be going back to sleep," Sebastian whispered, carefully laying Ciel back beside him as he laid down and pulled him close.

They lay like that until both fell asleep peacefully sleeping the rest of the night.

The next morning was one they hadn't had in a long while, the bedroom door was flung open and two pairs of little feet ran across the floor. The sound of the door was enough to jolt both men from their sleep, but if it wasn't the children climbing into their bed and jumping sure was.

Sebastian laughed as he reached up and pulled both kids into his lap, "Ha-ha! Now I got you!"

Ciel leaned over and began tickling them, "I think we both got you two silly kiddos!"

The kids laughed and squirmed in Sebastian's grip. They all collapsed in a heap of giggles and pajamas onto the pillows.

After a few minutes Nate shifted looking out the far window in the room, he looked lost and Sebastian took notice almost instantly. Sebastian moved Kylie off his lap and carefully onto the bed between him and Ciel. He stood with Nate and walked to the window.

"You miss your dads don't you?" he said softly looking at the young redhead and holding him lightly.

"Is daddy going to be ok?" Nathan was very much like his father rather than his dad, though he looked much more like his dad.

"He'll be fine and your baby brother will be here soon too. Then your father will be home with you and day or so later your daddy and baby bother will come home too. But until then you are going to stay here with us," Sebastian said, lightly running his fingers through Nate's long red hair, the boy hadn't had a haircut since he was born; because of which he had long red curls down to his waist.

"Ok . . ." Nate said as he leaned against Sebastian's shoulder, clearly still a little sleepy.

The kids sat playing with some toys on the living room floor while Ciel and Sebastian sat on the couch watching happily. They talked about what they would do when they had a new baby in their home, which room to make the nursery, whether they wanted a boy or girl, and names.

The doorbell rang as they were enjoying their peaceful morning. Sebastian sighed and got up to go open the door. A medium build young man stood on their front step, holding a small baby wrapped in a plush black blanket.

"Sebastian Michaelis?" the young man asked.

"Formerly, yes. My name is Sebastian Phantomhive now, however," he replied looking the man over, "May I help you with something?"

"My name is Jordan Soverge. I am from The Custodiam Filiorum. I am here to inform you of a . . . mishap," the young man said, shifting the baby in his arms.

"Umm . . . alright then," Sebastian stepped aside to let the man in, "Come on inside I suppose."

"Thank you," Jordan said as he stepped into the house.

"Hello, I'm Ciel Phantomhive. Sebastian's husband," Ciel said standing and crossing the short distance to the door.

"Jordan Soverge, Custodiam Filiorum."

"Welcome," Ciel said as they moved to the couch, the kids still playing on the floor.

"Please take a seat. And if I may ask, what is the mishap you came to discuss?" Sebastian asked as he sat with his husband and Mr. Soverge.

The baby in Mr. Soverge's arms began to fuss and he soothed it quickly, ". . . It would seem that a former employee at the Custodiam Filiorum . . . a certain Kalien Marcus decided to use her position to take many children and force their parents into the worst positions. We have done our best to track her down, but we haven't. However we have been paired with the time department to remove the children from her after she took them. This . . ." Mr. Soverge shifted the child in his arms to carefully show him to the two men sitting on the couch, "Is the son of one Sebastian Michaelis and William Spears. I have been sent to return him to his rightful parents."