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After several minutes of consoling his son, the boy finally quiets down and Larry pulls away to see that he’d fallen asleep. Indy whines softly and rests his head on Matthew’s hip, looking up at Larry with sad eyes. He scratches the dog behind the ears and extracts himself from the bed. He tucks Matthew in and gives him a kiss on the forehead before leaving him to sleep in his brother’s bed with his dogs.

Larry walks swiftly toward their bedroom and sees that Ally was done in the bathroom. He shuffles in quietly, leaving the door ajar as he leans over the counter to catch his breath. Every part of him felt crippled with the loss of Julian, and he felt as though he was going to burst with despair. With a gasp, he hunches over the sink, a sob ripping through him with debilitating force.

       Ally hears Larry enter the bedroom, her face turning to bury her sniffles into the dogs fur, before pulling back when she hears the despair coming from her husband. She swallows back thickly, before pushing herself up off the closet floor, and pads to the bathroom as she bites her lower lip. “… hey …” She says softly, reaching up behind him to tug at his arm gently. 

She would walk through fire for her family. Even if she felt like she was going to shatter, they came first. Always. “I’ve got you…” Ally whispers, pulling him into a tight embrace as she lets her eyes fall closed and rubs her husbands back soothingly. With a deep breath, she rests her chin on Larry’s shoulder, her eyes watering as she presses her lips in a tight line.