Delaney felt better as she sat downstairs in the dining room eating with Vincent. Her plans for the night seemed much better than his original plan of simply sleeping alone in a room. She really hoped that keeping him awake late would make him sleep hard and not wake up. If not though at least now she had Ian to help watch out for him as well.
Vincent sat at the table hardly eating as he watched out the window. Outside, the storm was now raging, wind whistling and rain pounding on the house. The shutters had all been closed to protect the glass windows.
Lightning suddenly cracked so loudly it shook the house, making both Delaney and Vincent jump.
Once Delaney had calmed her nerves she looked quickly at her husband and saw his eyes were closed and his palms were pressed to the table. The scars across his face had darkened again. As she was watching him he opened his eyes again and quickly went back to eating.
"Are-are you alright love?"
