She's gone .

I jumped as I woke up from my nightmare. Steve was working late, and Aria was in her room asleep.

I got out of bed to go check on her. I pushed the door open, and felt that it was chilly. I walked over to her bed,and pulled the covers back.

Empty.

"Ari!" I screamed, running through the house. "Where are you!"

After checking the whole house, I finally realized she wasn't here.

I pulled out my phone, and speed dialed Steve. He answered on the second ring.

"Hey babe. I thought you would be sleep." he said.

"Steve..." I sobbed.

"What? What's wrong?"

"She's gone!" I screamed.

I slid down the wall in her bedroom, and sobbed into the phone. Only briefly hearing Steve tell me he was on his way.

A couple minutes later, I heard frantic footsteps down the hallway. I felt strong, warm arms come around me, and a tear drop onto my shoulder. Someone picked me up, and brought me into the living room, and sat me on the couch.

I felt the tears run down my cheeks but I couldn't hear anything. I felt empty. Like a part of me was missing. Like the part that only Ari could fill. I heard things buzzing around me, but they didn't matter.

I just want my little girl back.

I felt someone kneel infront of me, and took my hands into theirs.

"Em. Come on you have to tell me what happens." he used the nickname only he could use.

My eyes being an emerald green, and my name not exactly a center of nicknames, he made up one.

"I had a nightmare." I sniffled wiping my nose on a tissue. "So I felt the need to go check on Ari. I went in her room. It was cold. Like a window was open or something. But I know I didn't leave any open. And she knows to come ask me first before she opens one. I went to her bed, I pulled the covers back...she was gone. I went around the house looking for her, but, she wasn't there. So I called you." I wiped my eyes.

Steve pulled me into his warm embrace, and I sobbed into his chest. He picked me up, and brought me into our room. He lie my shaking form onto the bed.

He slid over me, and kissed my lips.

One might think they don't need to be having sex during a moment of grief. But Steve know this is the only way I can let out my frustrations, and be able to focus later.

I slipped off his t-shirt, and threw it where ever. I never realized all our clothes were off until he slid into me. I clutched onto him for dear life. Wanting it all to be a dream. For her to just be over at Gracie's house. I wrapped my arms around his back. Muffling my sobs in his massive chest. I fused my lips to his as we both came. Him laying my back on the pillows, and covering my body with his.

This is the only way I feel safe.

The reassurance I need to know I'll get my baby back.

Safe.

Filler chap. Sorry guys. I fractured my ankle, and have been pretty down about not being able to cheer and dance. So yeah.