Wilmore hugged his wife like no one was around and kissed her all over, he was certain that Natasha and Eliot would take care of the rest out there. But his heart was about to explode, seeing Luna after months and the time that passed on them inside the other world was so long and if it were not for the paintings they could not remember their women's faces.
Luna couldn't hold her tears back, if it was still a forced dream she did not want to push it over and be awakened. Her hand rested on his back and squeezed over his skin.
"You are alive."
She murmured, her breath heated on his skin.
"I am, my Love."
She squeezed her eyelids and the tears dropped on his shirt. Leaving smooth and gentle butterfly kisses on her neck, he peeked on her tummy, he could hear his son's heartbeats, picking his wife up he turned to the dwarf, "your transportation term is dangerous for my wife, King William will take us all back."
