I woke up with a kiss on my forehead, causing me to open my eyes in pursuit, watching as Mon-el smiled faintly as he lay back down beside me, allowing me to hug him with my head on his chest.
"The kids are still asleep," he said stroking my hair, to which I nodded. "Kaelah ... I think we need to talk," he said lifting my chin, but I did not dared to look into his eyes, not after being aware of what he wanted to talk. "I know you don't want to, you're afraid of waking up all the memories and your fears with them, but believe me it's the best for us," he assured me as I began to tremble without wanting to give way to tears, without getting it, ending up crying.
For a few minutes I was completely silent, wanting to swallow my sobs, thinking how I should begin to speak, for I had been refusing to have this conversation with him for months and continued to do so, yet I was fully aware that Mon-el was not going to allow that this fact of extending much longer, since for him this was a way of being able to understand me. I knew that during all this time he had not wanted to pressure me to speak, but I understood the need to know what happened, so I sighed before daring to speak.
I told each of the events without being able to avoid the tears every time I remembered one, feeling as he increased the strength of the hug every time I collapsed, trying to calm me down, but most of the time I could not, because I continued to break. As I was advancing I felt like he was holding back for not crying, but he could not contain it any longer and began to cry hugging me tightly, making sure that I had completely supported him, at which point we both burst into tears.
"I'm sorry you had to go through all that, honey." He kissed my hair, wiping my tears.
"It's okay," I murmured, closing my eyes.
"No, it's not," he denied. "We don't have to talk about this again if you don't want to, Kaelah," he whispered, making me look at him.
"Only if I want to do it." I looked directly into his eyes, resting my head on his chest, feeling as he nodded slightly. "I love you, Mon-el" I held him tight.
"I love you too, honey." He kissed my forehead.
"I have to go to work," said Mon-el causing me to approach him with Kyron in my arms. "Are you going to CatCo?" He questioned to what I nodded slightly. "Then I'll see you, then," he commented, heading for the door "I love you," he whispered before kissing the boy's forehead and kissing my lips, smiling as he left.
I tickled the nine-month-old, watching as he laughed before he sat on the floor next to his sister, who was angry the moment he took the toy she had in her hands. However, the crying gave way to laughter, since for a while both knew how to play together, although the moment Kyron decided to stand with the toy in his hands and start walking, Kaia's crying came back to be audible to my astonishment at what was happening.
I followed him, wanting to make sure he was not going to fall, but the truth was that the boy seemed safe with his movements, not stopping, advancing as if he had done it more times, returning to where I was sitting on the floor.
"I can not believe you're walking," I grabbed his hands, watching the smile on his face. "You're getting older, huh?" I tickled him, feeling Kaia's hands on my legs, ending up sitting on my lap "Are we going to go and see Aunt Kara?" I questioning her by tickling her, watching her churning with laughter.
I prepared them both to leave, making an attempt to lay them in the car, but only Kyron allowed me to sit him without protest, as Kaia did not hesitate to start crying and start kicking the moment I sat her down, so I did not I had another to hold her in my arms and get her to calm down.
My sister was waiting for us on the other side of the elevator doors, waiting to help me with the kids, since it was the first time I had brought them and everything had been at Cat Grant's request, so I tried to hand her over to Kaia, but the little girl grabbed my shirt and started crying. I made an attempt to calm her as we headed for the office, being held by Eve, who did not hesitate to tickle Kyron, who was already laughing at what Kara was saying.
"What time do they have?" She asked as she watched them.
"Nine months," I replied.
"They're too big to be nine months old," she said, still surprised, when Mrs. Grant appeared, gesturing for us to go inside the office, so we followed her, sitting on the couch to leave Kaia on my lap, getting her to hide her face.
"What are their names?" She asked, picking up the boy before sitting down beside me.
"He's Kyron and this little one is Kaia" I tried to turn her, but I can not." "She's a little angry, right, little one?" I tickled her, making her giggle slightly, allowing me to turn her, but the moment Kara called her, she shook her head.
"No!" She shouted, clinging to my shirt again. "Mamma," she pointed at me, smiling at me, watching me smile back.
"They are very different," Mrs. Grant commented as she watched them, when Kyron wanted to be left on the floor, so she sat him down.
However, the little boy was not going to sit on the floor, but he stood up determined to do the same thing he had done this morning, advancing towards the door, which made us turn, but when I saw Mon-el, smiling at his fascination.
"Dadda!" He shouted as he hugged his legs before stretching his arms to demand to take him in his arms.
"Since when do you walk, little one?" He asked, but he did not hesitate to look at me.
"Since this morning," I replied, watching as he smiled slightly before lifting him to get his laughter.
I smiled at Kaia in the hope that she would end up walking, for taking her first steps, because despite knowing that she was prepared, the girl refused every time she should try, calling her father to take her and Mon-el should heed her, so that, at the moment she went to do it, I refused, hoping that she would come to where I was.
"Baby, you can do it," I encouraged her stretching my arms, getting her to look at me for a couple of seconds before smiling and start moving forward. "All right, sweetie, keep going ..." I smiled as Mon-el approached, standing beside me.
"Mommy," she exclaimed, throwing herself into my arms, so that I lifted her proudly that she had finally succeeded.
The little girl laughed at the ticklishness, so I continued the game until I was reduced by Mon-el in the same way, with tickles, ending lying on the floor.
"Kaia, it is your opportunity" he looked at her holding my arms, but the child shook her head before laying on top of me and hug me, so he had no choice but to let go. "I see that the vengeful spirit is not in this family" He laughed as he stroked her cheek.
I stayed on the floor with the little one hug until she fell asleep, at which time Mon-el took her in his arms to lay her down for a while while I sat in the couch, distracted enough not to notice that he had returned.
"What's the matter?" He asked.
"Nothing, it's just ... they grow very fast .." I whispered. "Kyron started walking three months ago and Kaia ..., just do it ..., I'm afraid that reached a point, they won't need me" I explained, bowing my head.
"They're always going to do it, Kaelah," he whispered, caressing my face. "One way or another we always need our parents," he added, making the tears come together, yes, it was true, we needed them, but when we could not resort to they, what were we supposed to do?" Hey, no, shh, Kaelah" he hugged me the moment I collapsed. "I know you miss them, but I can not stand seeing you like this, please calm down," he asked, grabbing my face to look at him, trying to relax. "All right, honey." He kissed my forehead.
I could not prevent his next move until I was not reduced again by the tickles, making my laughter present while begging him to stop.
"No, because you're going to start crying," he denied, continuing the attack, a fact that continued until they rang the bell, for he had no choice but to go to the door to open it. "Eh ... Kaelah" he called.
The worry in his voice made me sit up to get closer, feeling like I forgot to breathe when I realized who was waiting on the other side of the door, having to close my eyes to reassure me, because at this moment everything seemed to be spinning.
I opened my eyes again to verify that it was true, looking at Mon-el before finally falling unconscious.
Thank you for reading,
Ayrin