After ending his call with Axel and speaking with Fiona, Galen took a deep breath. His days and nights were beginning to blend together. His time away from Summer and his family weighed heavily on him.
That night, one of the few nights he could sleep, he dreamt of them. Of bringing Bell and Ren home to Summer, watching her give orders in the hospital as though she had always been a part of the team.
He imagined Ren growing up, attending class with Miss Stacy, and playing with the other children in the sunlit playgrounds.
He dreamt of picnics, camping trips, and teaching his son early sparring lessons. Galen could see the smile on Fiona’s face as she showed Ren the flowers she loved so much.
He had even dared to dream of a future beyond his expectations, of a baby girl held in Bell’s arms.
Galen always woke up smiling from those dreams.
“Beta Galen,” one of his men called from the entrance to his tent. Stirring him from his dreams.
