The Blonde Genius
The next day Sam was up early making Domovoi breakfast, she could hardly bear to look at his blonde hair. Every glimpse she got at Domovoi made her want to breakdown crying. Her son would barely get to know his father, she felt angry at the new Coalition Chairmen for making Baird work on the housing project. They barely got to spend any time together as a family and now that dream was stripped from them for good. Sam didn't sleep that night, she couldn't, her mind was racing of thoughts of Baird during and after the war, how much he changed and how much she'd grown to love him, his smart remarks, his rude habits, everything about him that made him who he was. Then suddenly, there was a sound coming from the bottom floor of the flat. Sam grabbed a snub pistol and went to Domovoi's room. The child was asleep and Sam was ready to guard him with her life. Then she saw it. A figure walking in the hallway on the top floor of the flat, it walked passed Domovoi's room. She burst from the door, grabbed the figure by the underarm and neck and placed the snub to it's head. "I see you've missed me." He said in a joking voice. Sam's eyes had finally adapted to the light and when they did she dropped her weapon and her heart melted. "Baird…" She hugged him as tight as she could choking on tears of relief. Baird smiled. "I'm too smart to die that easily." He joked. "Just shut the hell up and hug me dammit." She replied trying to sound angry but she just couldn't. He was finally back.