"Love, I know you miss him..." Moira was sitting in the rocking chair that Aaron had made for her, while caressing the belly that could already be noticed. She was looking at the man she loved more than anything in the world, well, him and the little baby inside her.
Aaron turned to her, setting the clothes he was folding aside. He walked over to his wife and knelt in front of her chair, holding her hand.
"Yes, but I don't know if he misses me, you know?" Aaron sighed and rested his head on Moira's knee.
Taking her hand from her belly, she stroked her husband's hair. She loved to do that.
"He and you are family. And it seems to me that he likes you. Well, he saved you, didn't he?" Moira asked and Aaron looked up at her.
"Yeah, but it was a long time ago. And Hans saved me. Now he's another person…completely different."
