They were all in the drawing room. If it had been a couple of years ago, it would have meant that there was something important to discuss. But now, they were all just sitting together, enjoying the company of one another in silence.

Will was reading next to Tessa, occasionally reaching for her hand and massaging it with his thumb, gently playing with her wedding ring.

Gideon and Sophie where having a small conversation on the couch, laughing softly.

Cecily and Gabriel were playing a game of chess in one corner, and you could tell Cecily was winning because of Gabriel's look of defeat.

Charlotte was watching her son crawling around, encouraging him with small cheers and claps. And Henry was scribbling frantically in some notepad of his, next to his wife and son.

Tessa really enjoyed evenings like this. There weren't many moments like this often in their lives, so she always tried to commit them to memory to remember at less peaceful times.

She was about to make a comment about how distressed Gabriel's face looked, when Henry exclaimed, "Charlotte!"

She quickly looked up, startled from his sudden outburst. "What is it, Henry?"

His eyes were huge, and he was chuckling with something Tessa identified as amazement. "I think I have it."

Charlotte gaze looked troubled. "You think you have what, darling?" Everyone was staring at Henry with some worry. He had practically been killed two years ago. Now everyone was as cautious as ever around him, tending to his every need.

It annoyed him some, but Tessa knew he was grateful for their concern. But certainly not now.

"I'm not having a stroke, so you can all exhale now." Henry said. Will laughed, while everyone slowly did as Henry said.

"I think I have the answer to traveling in time." He said.

No one said anything. The only sound was Gideon choking on his tea.

Charlotte was about to speak when Charles started to cry. Henry wheeled next to his child and picked him up by the armpits, cuddling him close to his chest.

"Oh, I think he's just tired." Henry said.

Charlotte took that as an opportunity to leave and talk. She stood up, and pushed Henry out of the room.

Charles cooed and giggled some when his father made funny faces at him. Charlotte couldn't help but smile. My two men.

When they got to their room, Charles had already fallen asleep. Charlotte carefully placed him on the crib Henry had made for him, giving him a kiss on the head and whispering, "I love you."

She turned around to a smiling Henry. "What?" She asked, confused.

"I just love watching you with our son." He said. Charlotte smiled, thinking the same about him.

Then she remembered what she wanted to talk about in the first place. She quickly changed her look to one of business.

"Henry." She said. Her voice came out so harsh she surprised herself. "Henry," She tried again, "We need to talk."

She could see in Henry's eyes that he understood what she meant, so he got right to the point.

"It's a new project I'm working on. I will have to summon Magnus to help me with some details."

"You will do no such thing." Charlotte said, her arms across her chest. Henry was about to protest when she held up a hand. "We have a child to think about, Henry. And you are unwell."

Henry's jaw clenched. "Don't treat me like an invalid. I am in as much of a well state as I ever will be. This chair doesn't mean I am unable to do things other people with functioning legs do."

Charlotte was shaking with anger. "This—" she pointed to the chair that Henry was so furiously clutching to, "—this chair is a constant reminder of your near-death!"

Henry's gaze softened when Charlotte started to cry.

He is so ignorant! She thought. If something happened to him, he would not only affect himself, but he would also affect everyone surrounding him.

"I just don't want to lose you." She said, so low that Henry was just able to hear her.

"What will I do, if I lose you?" She gasped for air. She didn't like to think about that, but right now, it was inevitable.

"Don't ever worry about that, dear." Henry soothingly said. "Because you won't lose me. I promise you." He opened his arms, inviting her to hug him.

Charlotte practically ran to him, hugging him as hard as she could. She felt like a little child in his lap. But she felt safe. Something was telling her to believe him.

And she did.

A/N:

1. THANKS FOR READING! This is the second fanfiction story I've written, so I really appreciate another human reading it.

2. PLEASE REVIEW! I'm new to this whole writing thing, so if anyone can give me advice/tips on how to improve my writing, please do!

3. English is not my first language, and I'm pretty young (young enough to still be in middle school), so please take that into consideration.

I will try to update as soon as possible. School just started, and I'm trying to get better grades. Please be patient.