My gaze fixed on the door, trying to find out who was waiting on the other side, sighing without wanting to open it to the knowledge, denying Mon-el with my head not to do so, but he came close to open, allowing her mother to pass.

"What are you doing here?" Mon-el asked.

"Come to see my grandchildren, am I allowed?" That question was addressed to me, I was aware of it, so I stood up to approach her.

I ducked my head for a couple of seconds before nodding and taking her to the room where they were both asleep. I allowed her to get close to them, to touch them, having to be grabbed by Mon-el the moment she made the attempt to catch Kyron, no, that was not so funny, because they were my children and being overprotective with them was something that could not avoid.

"He reminds me of when you were a baby," she said while watching. "So small and vulnerable, so attached to me," whe sighed caressing the child's cheek. "I guess they're attached to you." She looked at me. "Well, I should go," she said, leaving him again in the crib.

The moment she left, I sat down in the couch, pensive, unable to remove, no matter how stupid it was, the sensation that something was going to happen, I was sure of it and this only managed to upset me.

"Sometimes I wish I had your ability to read minds, seriously." He smiled, sitting down beside me, getting me to look at him confused.

"Something is wrong, she only held Kyron, why?" I looked at him altered.

"Maybe because he reminds of me," he said, receiving my denial, it was not that.

"No, it's not that," I denied. "After you it is he who retains the rights to the throne, he is next in the line of succession ... Oh, Rao, she is going to take him, she is going to kidnap him" I looked at him much more alarmed than in the beginning.

"You think a lot, that's not going to happen, okay?" He hugged me. "Do you know why?" He looked into my eyes. "Because he has you as his mother." He stroked my cheek before kissing me.

"You're not bad either," I whispered.

"Don't lie, Kaelah," he laughed as he hugged me again, getting me to laugh back.

Where was Kyron? Where was my son? I was waiting for Winn to get all the DEO recordings, looking at Mon-el, who was holding Kaia, looking back at me, also with fear.

"We're going to find him." My sister hugged me in an attempt to calm me down, but we both knew that was impossible.

"I have the images," Winn said, showing the video, at which point I looked at Mon-el, conveying all my fears.

"You have to open the portal, please." I said getting a statement from everyone. "I want to go alone, that's the only way this works out," I explained, turning to him. "Take care of her," I asked.

I listened as he called me, as he tried to tell me something, but I did not want to listen to him, entering that portal until I reached the famous ship where I had been for months. I saw her with the little one in her arms looking out the window before turning to me, smiling as she shook her head.

"It's you, Kryptonian," she said, cradling him. "I knew you were not going to take long to notice," she said with a half smile. "Where are the others?" She asked.

"I came alone," I said, trying to control myself. "Give me back my son," I demanded.

"Why should I?" She asked. "It is his fate, he must reign," she explained at the same time as I shook my head.

"No, it's not, his destiny is here, with me, with Mon-el, not there," I denied, holding back the tears. "Please don't separate him from me." I sought compassion.

"Sweetheart, I offered you to come with me, you are still in time," she said.

"I'm not going to do it, I can not," I said, looking harder and harder. "You know what it's like to lose a son, to fight to keep him at your side no matter what, because the unconditional love you feel for him is greater than any fear " I started talking. "If you leave, we'll both lose our respective children, I'm sure of it, but I promise I will not stop looking for him until I have him by my side again" I continued speaking, beginning to cry. "Please don't do it, don't lose everything for wanting to make this decision." I looked her straight in the eye.

"If I didn't go, if I decided to stay here, would you be able to maintain a relationship with me?" She asked. "Would you believe me?" She looked at me before continuing. "Maybe I have not acted correctly these last few months, but if you give the opportunity, I want to change, being part of your life, theirs," she explained, bowing her head.

"Yes, I would," I answered after making sure she was telling the truth. "I'm sure Mon-el too," I added with a slight smile.

"Thank you," she whispered, leaving Kyron in my arms.

"Why?" I questioned, not sure.

"In spite of everything I've done to you, you trust me, my son did well to find you." She smiled.

"We were going to have family dinner, since you're part of it, you should come," I said.

"I'll be there, Kaelah," she replied back, to which I smiled, because calling me by my name meant a change.

It was Mon-el who got up to open the door when they rang the doorbell, leaving little Kaia on my lap who stretched her arms to Kara, who was playing with the little boy. However, my attention was focused on the door, since I was aware of who was waiting on the other side of this, watching the confusion in Mon-el's face the moment he saw her appear there.

I approached them with the little one in my arms, watching as Mon-el was in front of me so that I did not continue advancing, distrusting of what was happening, reason why I had to calm him.

"Can we talk?" He turned to look at me, making me nod in confusion, following him into the kitchen. "Since when ...?" He seemed not to understand the situation.

"Mon-el, your mother needed someone to forgive her, she wants to change, I'm sure of that, and if I allow her to participate in the lives of the little ones is to take a step in that way, I'll let her do it," I explained. "You should talk to her, it's your mother," I finally looked at him seriously.

He nodded slightly before approaching her as I returned to the couch, making Kyron stretch his arms to me between babbling, so I exchanged with my sister at the laughter of Alex and Maggie, who could not contain the laughter the moment the little one hugged my neck and pulled my shirt down, yes, that was precisely what was happening to him, he was hungry.

"You're hungry, huh?" I tickled him to keep him from pulling on my shirt, because with the strength he was doing he was sure he was going to break it. "Shh, calm down," I cradled him the moment he started cry.

I walked with him to the room, sitting in the armchair as I settled him, closing my eyes in an attempt to make us both relaxed. The little boy swallowed quickly, without even stopping to breathe, which made me observe how he kept his eyes closed, so I closed mine again until it was over, at which point I noticed that Mon-el was watching us from the door.

"I never tire of watching this scene," he smiled slightly, getting me to smile back. "I think you'll be glad to know that everything went well," he explained as I approached him, hugging him. "Thank you, Kaelah," he kissed my forehead.

"And Kaelah?" His mother asked.

"She was sleeping the twins," he replied, heading to the room, worried, unable to avoid smiling the moment he saw her asleep on the couch.

He took her in his arms to lay her down, having to pass through the living room to get to his room, causing the look of concern of his mother.

"She fell asleep." he smiled.

"I have never seen you like this, you love her, you really do," she said stroking the girl's cheek. "You've kept her alive all this time, Mon-el," she assured him, which he could only look at her without knowing very well that she was referring. "If there was someone for whom she fought every day, it was for you and, well, for her sister," she explained, what made him frown, sitting on the couch with her in his arms, holding her close to his chest as he watched the smile on her face. "I always knew what your brother was doing to her, but every time I asked them, they denied it and knew that she was threatened, but without her accusation I could do nothing." His mother's voice came back to be present. "I forced myself to stay on the sidelines, but one night ... I'm sure the three of them could have dead that day," she murmured with alarm, for Kaelah always refused to explain everything that had happened. "I found her unconscious in one of the rooms and there was blood, too much to be all from her, barely breathing and the kryptonite was beginning to affect the little ones, her whole belly had a green-colored" she looked at him before looking at Kaelah who had just grabbed his shirt. "She was transferred to the infirmary, where they injected her with an antidote for her and the children, I'm sorry I did not say it before, but I don't believe they have weakness, they generated antibodies" she explained.

"They're stronger than us, aren't they?" He asked.

"I think so" she said. "Do not ever lose her, Mon-el," she warned him. "And now I should go," she whispered, rising from the couch before being teleported.

He sighed looking back at Kaelah, kissing her forehead as he felt the tears in his eyes as he held his forehead close to hers, struggling not to cry, but unable to. The truth is that he had never stopped to think everything about what could have happened, rather, he had, but he had never gotten a single word from her about it.

He thought he knew why she did it, since he was sure she wanted to forget everything that had happened, but she wanted to keep him from feeling guilty and responsible for everything, but if he knew what had happened, he could understand her nightmares, calm her down with greater ease, for his heart kept breaking whenever he felt her tense in his arms and began to tremble in sobs, only hugging him tightly, burying her face in his chest for protection. And yes, he tried to protect her as much as possible, even from what he did not know, but he needed to talk to her sincerely, to have a conversation in which he sincerely understood, since he knew that it would be good for both of them, that it would help them.

He laid her down on the bed, watching her curl up against herself before he could wrap her in the sheets, stroking her hair before kissing her forehead and allowing her to continue to sleep.

Thank you for reading,

Ayrin