Holding in her groan as she awoke from a surprisingly nightmare free sleep, Emily set her hand over her open mouth to hide her yawn. The older man had been right when he said that she'd feel so much better to get away from the couch and sleep with him upstairs, and not having another nightmare while lying by his side throughout the night made the mother of one feel just that much more safe.

She turned her head to peek at the still sleeping man before climbing out from underneath the beautifully fluffed comforter and slipping out of the now freshly lit room.

"Hey mom."

Emily smiled tiredly to her daughter as she made her way into the kitchen of the home she was being permitted to stay in, her eyes narrowing on the bowl before the teenager as she watched her try and stir pancake mix with her injured hand. "Oh Mia, what are you doing?"

Amelia quickly held up her other hand and shook her head. "Stop, I'm fine. It doesn't even hurt right now."

"Mia you should be resting it."

The green eyed girl looked hard to her mother and shook her head, pointing to the center stool that sat at the island. "Just sit and let me cook, ok?"

Emily held in her sigh before sitting herself down, her head settling in her hand as she looked to the already made pancakes beside the stove. "So how did you sleep, baby?"

"Fine," she smirked, keeping her eyes trained on the bowl before her. "What about you?"

The brunette woman frowned at the familiar look she saw on her daughter's face as she stirred the white batter. "Excuse me?"

"What?"

Emily shook her head. "I know that look, Amelia. What are you insinuating?"

Amelia bit her lip to hide her grin as she shook her head, pouring a spoonful of mix into the sizzling pan. "Well I woke up last night and was going to go out and use the bathroom, but I couldn't even step out of my room before I saw you going into Aaron's room," she giggled.

Emily's eyes widened, her heart stopping at the realization. "Oh Mia, please don't think anything happened. You know I wouldn't do something like that."

"I'm not saying anything," she shrugged. "I think it's a good thing."

The mother gave a frown, confusing spreading throughout her as she tried to catch Amelia's gaze. "What's a good thing?"

"You and Aaron."

Emily sighed, running her hands over her tired features. "Honey, I am not going to be with Aaron. Not like that."

Amelia smiled to her mother. "It's not a bad thing, mom. If you wanted to I wouldn't stop you."

"He was just trying to help me," she insisted, holding her hands out in front of her. "I wasn't very comfortable sleeping on the couch last night, and he thought I'd sleep better if I was in an actual bed."

"With him in it."

Hearing a groan from the kitchen, Aaron frowned, finishing the tie on his sweatpants as he walked down the steps. "Everything alright?"

Emily's head spun at the coarse voice, her lips forming a thin line as she shook her head when she heard her daughter try to stifle her giggle behind her. "We're good," she smiled, sending a quick glare to Amelia before standing. "Do you want some coffee?"

Aaron gently forced the younger woman to sit back down on the stool. "I will get it, you just sit down and relax."

The teenager in the room sent a smile to her mother as she flipped one of the pancakes in her pan. "Yeah mom, just relax."

Emily's jaw clicked, ignoring her daughter's comment as she took the cup of coffee she was being handed. "Thank you," she smiled to the older man. "Shouldn't you be getting to work?"

"I sent a text to my superior late last night," he coughed, taking a small sip of the scalding liquid. "I'm yours all day."

Emily shook her head. "You don't have to do that, really. I'm fine by myself."

Aaron looked hard into the younger woman's eyes, setting down the mug he had filled with his favorite brew so he could take her hand in his. "I am going to be here whether you like it or not."

The dark eyed woman shrugged, hearing the toddler in the household run in and greet her daughter. "I have my interview today though. I won't even be here all day."

"I'll come with you. When is it?"

Not noticing the grin her daughter held as she turned off the stove, Emily bit her lip. "In about two hours, it's all the way across town though."

Aaron nodded, standing from his seat before pressing a kiss to the younger woman's dark head. "Perfect. I'll get my partner to come over and watch the kids while we go, alright? Let me just go and get ready."

Holding little Jack tight to her hip, the teenager in the room looked to her mother and winked. "You two have fun today."

Emily let out a groan before leaving the kitchen, grabbing the outfit she had picked out specially for that day before heading to the bathroom to change.