As Monroe pulled up in front of his house, he saw a familiar figure standing on the porch, waiting for him. He parked the car and looked at the girls, who were sleeping in the back seat. They were so small, so naive and innocent. Of course Monroe was devastated about loosing his brother, but he could only imagine the heartache it was causing his nieces. He let out a sigh and got out of the car. Rosalee walked over to the Blutbad, who was gently waking up Lyric and Max. He looked up at her for a moment, but went back to teying to wake them up. Upon seeing the girls, she became puzzled, but decided to save the questions until they got inside.
Lyric groggily opened her eyes and looked up at Monroe, her sister rubbing her own eyes and letting out a yawn.
"Where are we, Uncle Monroe?" Lyric asked, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"We're at home now, sweetie." He replied softly. "Come on... Lets get you two to bed... It's late."
Lyric nodded as she slipped out of the car, smaller Max not far behind. Monroe let out another deep sigh. As they walked inside, Rosalee placed her hand on Monroe's shoulder. He looked at her, gazing momentarily in her eyes, then he looked at the girls. Monroe picked up Max, who could barely keep her eyes open, and took Lyric's hand, he walked to a room and put Max down in bed. He looked over at Lyric, who was sitting on the bed. Her dark red hair covering most of her face as she looked at the ground.
Unlike Max, Lyric hadn't shown any emotions since he picked them up. It was clear to him that she was hiding her feelings, trying to lock them away. However, he didn't know how to talk to her at the moment. He didn't want want to upset her by saying the wrong things. He did what he felt was the right thing to do. Gently, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. She looked up at him, her eyes full of tears. She couldn't hold it back any longer, in his arms, the child started to bawl.
Monroe just held her close to him. "It's okay... I'm here... It's okay to cry... You don't ever have to hide what you're feeling. I know you're stubborn... We all are a little... Hi put you don't have to hide it from me, okay?"
She wiped the tears from her eyes. "T-they're never coming back... I-I'll never see my Mommy and Daddy again.. A-and there was nothing I could do about it..!" She whimpered, tears streaming down her face.
Monroe just held her tight to him, glancing up, he saw Rosalee. Watching them. He looked back at Lyric. "Come on... You should get some sleep. It's... Been a real rough day for you... You need the rest.."
She just nodded and crawled under the covers, next to her sleeping sister. As he walked out, he turned out the light and closed the door, leaving it slightly ajar. He sighed and looked at Rosalee.
"Hey... Thanks for coming.. I really need you here for a little while..."
They went into the living room, and he told her everything that was going on
"So... You see... I need all the help I can get." He said as he looked into her eyes.
"I'll do the best I can..." She replied, giving him a faint smile as she kissed his forehead gently. "You know I'll always help you."
He just smiled and kissed her cheek.
Hey! Here's chapter two! I hope you like it! Please leave a review and stay tuned for the next chapter!
