The Adoption - Until I Find You Again // Book Three

Part Eleven

I wasn't sure what woke me up first, the high pitched screaming or Emily launching up out of my arms. I had never been a person who came out of sleep well, it usually took Emily a few good pushes and threats before I finally got up. And when I was on tour without her there to cajole me, I was a goddamn nightmare to get up.

But hearing one of my kids screams woke me right the hell up. I was down the hallway behind Emily as we both ran towards Kesse's room. Lucy rubbed her eyes as she pulled her door open,

"Daddy?" She asked as we ran by.

I glanced at her over my shoulder,

"It's ok, Baby. Go back to bed."

I didn't wait to see if she listened. Emily had Kesse in her arms in a split second the minute we made it through his door. He clung to her, burying his face in her shoulder while he whimpered and cried.

My heart broke. I tried to catch my breath, his screaming literally took my breath away. Emily looked up at me, her eyes wide,

"Jesus..." She swore.

I nodded, laying my hand on his head in the hopes my warmth would comfort him. I knelt down, trying to get him to look at me, but he refused, further burying his face in her shoulder. I looked up at Emily,

"Nightmare?"

She nodded,

"Must've been."

"Good thing he's seeing Albert in the morning."

Emily rocked him back and forth, shushing him gently as he continued to whimper. She laid her cheek on the top of his head,

"We have to get him to start communicating. How do we know what things like this are if he won't communicate?"
I nodded,

"We should ask Albert tomorrow how to help him start to talk again."

Kesse finally pulled back off of her shoulder, his big brown eyes meeting mine. He looked so small and scared. I would've done anything to take his pain inside of me and never let him feel it again. I reached forward to dry his tears with the pad of my thumb,

"Hey there, Scout. Bad dream?" His only response was a few slow blinks of his eyes. I took a breath, "Wanna sleep with mummy and daddy tonight?"

He pulled his head away further, looking up at Emily and then at me. Emily nodded,

"You can if you want, Love." She said, leaning forward to kiss his forehead.

Neither of us waited for a verbal answer, his non-verbal one was fairly clear. Emily pulled him into her arms and lifted him up. I stayed a few steps behind her, flipping off his light as we left the room. Lucy was standing in the hallway as we walked by. Emily smiled down at her,

"It's ok, Baby. He's ok." She reassured her daughter as she walked by.

I slowed down, waiting until Emily was inside our bedroom. I looked down at Lucy,

"You alright?"

She chewed on her lip, glancing at our room and then up at me as I knelt down to eye level with her,

"He was screaming, Daddy."

"I know, Diz." I said softly.

She seemed to want to say something but either was too scared to say it or didn't know what to say. I could relate. I leaned forward to kiss her forehead,

"He'll be ok. Go back to sleep ok? You have footie with Niall in the morning."

Lucy seemed unsatisfied with that answer, but unfortunately it was all I had at the moment. I walked her back into her room and helped her into bed. I did a quick spot check on Noah, knowing full well it would take a lot more than some screaming to wake him up. He was still fast asleep.