Post by FicWriter on Mar 16, 2009 17:09:50 GMT 10
3am
(a fic written for the community Theatrical Muse on Live Journal.)
by JD
3am...for the fourth time in as many hours, Luka found himself wakened by the sound of his son's crying. With a quiet sigh he eased out from under the covers, taking care not to wake his wife as she continued to sleep beside him. It seemed strange that she too wouldn't have heard Joe's cries, but, maybe it was just one more symptom to add to the list of things that he should have seen but hadn't.
"Shhh, Joe, it's all right, Tata's here." He whispered the words he hoped would quiet the toddler as he reached his crib, then, unable to deny the request signified by his son's up-stretched hands, lifted him out of it.
"I know, it's hard to get used to being home again." As Joe laid his head on his shoulder Luka rubbed his back.
"You want Tata to sing to you?" However difficult everything that was happening might be for he and Abby, the last thing either of them wanted was for it to disrupt their son's life. They had to find a way to make things work, they had to.
The End
(a fic written for the community Theatrical Muse on Live Journal.)
by JD
3am...for the fourth time in as many hours, Luka found himself wakened by the sound of his son's crying. With a quiet sigh he eased out from under the covers, taking care not to wake his wife as she continued to sleep beside him. It seemed strange that she too wouldn't have heard Joe's cries, but, maybe it was just one more symptom to add to the list of things that he should have seen but hadn't.
"Shhh, Joe, it's all right, Tata's here." He whispered the words he hoped would quiet the toddler as he reached his crib, then, unable to deny the request signified by his son's up-stretched hands, lifted him out of it.
"I know, it's hard to get used to being home again." As Joe laid his head on his shoulder Luka rubbed his back.
"You want Tata to sing to you?" However difficult everything that was happening might be for he and Abby, the last thing either of them wanted was for it to disrupt their son's life. They had to find a way to make things work, they had to.
The End
