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Larry lies next to her and gathers her in his arms, careful to avoid her wound. He rests his cheek against her head and heaves a sigh, staring at nothing in particular while his mind races with dark and unpleasant thoughts. He would never be able to sleep at this rate, and he didn’t really want to either. He would only wake up knowing that his son wasn’t there.

Hours pass and he remains still and quiet, his body heavy with exhaustion and despair. Although he makes an active effort to keep his train of thought from drifting to his son, he can’t help it. Soon, his tears overcome his control and they drip silently into his pillow as his arms tighten around his wife.

       Ally, despite having closed her eyes, remains conscious as she lets her mind travel, every once in a while her body would tense; the ugly reality of their situation being almost too much to bear. Eventually, and she didn’t know when, the blonde drifts; though she was fully aware of her surroundings. 

She felt Larry’s arms tighten around her, the blonde them resting her hand onto his chest. Just to remind him that she was there with him, her own heart squeezing as he mind settles pointedly on Julian. The blonde knew their emotions were going to be a rollercoaster, though she also knew that they needed to let it out and not bottle up their misery like they’d been known to do in the past.