AN: I just wanted to thank everyone who has given me such positive reviews! I had a little trouble getting this next chapter out of my head and onto the computer – it's really more of vignette than anything - so I apologize for it being so short!
Robert rolled over in bed, opening his eyes and expecting to see Morgan still asleep beside him. The other side of the large bed was empty though, by the coolness of the sheets, it probably had been for a while. He blinked and sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes to try to wake up as he saw the clock. It was after ten. Listening intently, he heard soft voices coming from the living room and realized that both Morgan and Giselle had to be up.
Knowing that Giselle was with Morgan, he sat in bed for a little while longer, thinking about the previous nights events. He wondered when it would hit him that he'd almost lost Giselle last night, in so many ways. When she'd been in his arms during the dance, he'd realized that somehow, in the two days that he'd known her, he'd somehow managed to fall in love with her. But he knew he'd let her go to be with Edward if it meant she'd be happy.
He closed his eyes against the memory of when the apple with the sole bite taken out of it had rolled against his foot. The following moments had been gut-wrenching as he'd watched her pale and seemingly asleep form, hoping that Edward would manage to wake her up with his kiss, even if that meant the prince really was her true love. His heart had nearly broken when it hadn't worked, only to start beating erratically at the thought that it might be him that could save her.
"Daddy? Are you up?" Morgan's voice interrupted his thoughts seconds before she'd bounced onto the bed beside him.
Robert laughed and pulled her close to him, looking her over. She'd already changed out of her pajamas, into a flowered skirt and a pink top. "I'm up, Morgan. The question is, how long have you been up?"
Morgan shrugged. "A while. I watched Giselle make an outfit for today."
Robert closed his eyes, wondering which piece of material in the apartment had been used this time. He'd hoped with the shopping Morgan had admitted to that it wouldn't be necessary, but obviously not. "Oh?"
Morgan nodded, shifting on his lap. "Yeah. It's really pretty – I picked out the color for her yesterday."
Robert looked down at his daughter, who was grinning up at him. "You did?"
"Yup. I took her to one of those fabric stores that I knew Nancy liked yesterday. She said she'd make me some things too."
Robert shook his head, amazed at his daughter's thinking. "That was very nice of you, Morgan. I'm sure Giselle appreciated it."
"It's nothing. I like her." Robert made a noise of agreement in the back of his throat.
"Morgan?" Giselle's soft voice reached them from the hallway, and they both turned to look at her as her head peaked around the partially open door. She made a startled noise as she saw that he was up, before biting her lip and smiling shyly at him. "Good morning, Robert."
Robert twisted in the bed to look at the door more fully, his eyes widening slightly as she pushed on the door a bit more to stand in the doorway more fully. Robert blinked at her, wondering if he was still asleep. She was currently wearing what looked like a pair of shorts and a tank top, and he swallowed at the vision she made in such a simple outfit. He said nothing, reaching out a hand toward her.
She grinned at him, moving quickly across the room to perch on the bed next to him. One of his arms slid around her tiny waist, pulling her tight against his side. He tightened his hold on her tightly. "Hey."
Blue eyes met blue as she searched his face for a moment before leaning in to press a kiss against his lips. "Hello."
Morgan giggled and slipped from his lap. "Oh gross." Robert and Giselle looked at her, surprise reflected on both of their faces. The wide smile that spread across his daughter's face contradicted her words. "I'm going to go watch some cartoons."
Robert nodded, his gaze moving automatically back to Giselle's. "You're still here."
She bit her lip, but didn't look away. "There's no where else I want to be."
The room fell silent around them, and he stayed quiet for a long moment, content to stay where he was, as long as Giselle was there with him. "Giselle?" He kept his voice low, trying not to disturb the peace that surrounded them.
"Hmm?" She was leaning almost heavily against him, her eyes heavily lidded.
"I love you."
She gasped a bit at that, and he felt awareness shoot through her body as she sat up straighter. "I love you too, Robert."
