Alice: Alex, get up. He wants you.

Brodie started to cry again, and squirm, reaching for her. Alice held him in one hand, and aimed herself with the other. A small pinch and a stream of breast milk went flying right into Alex’s face. Alex jumped up, spitting the stuff out and whipping her face.

Alex: What the fuck Al?

Alice: I warned you. He wants you to sing to him.

Alex whipped her face.

Alex: You didn’t have to go and squirt me. That stuff tastes like shit.

Alice: Serves you right.

Alice handed him over and laid back, sighing. Alex rocked the baby boy who clung to her and started to sing one of her favorite Spanish lullabies that her Madre sang to her not so long ago. It brought back so many memories. She remembered one of those first nights with her parents. Not being able to sleep, her Madre came in with the old book she read her when she was first born and sang her to sleep. Then she remembered hearing her mother getting out of bed and plopping down right outside her room. Alex smiled at the memory. She had really lucked out. To think she would probably be out on the streets had it not been for her mother and Madre finding out about her. Or caring. To think she had given up on finding a decent home. She smiled. She got heaven instead. She let the final line of the song fade out, feeling her child’s even breathing and steady heartbeat against her chest as he slept. She smiled. She looked over at Alice, who had fallen asleep. If going to hell and back meant that she got these two, it was worth every second. She gently kissed Brodie’s head before getting up and going over to settle him down in his crib. She gently smoothed his hair back.

Alex: I love you buddy.

She made her way back to bed, smirking at her sleeping wife. Alice had, it looked like, fallen asleep the second her head hit the pillow. She was still topless and had her glasses on. Her hair was disorderly and she was make-up free. To Alex, she had never looked better. She leaned over and pulled the glasses off and set them on the nightstand. She smiled, watching her love’s chest rise and fall in sweet slumber. Alex couldn’t get over how absolutely adorable this woman was. She reached over and cupped her cheek, not being able to look without touching. Alice’s eyes fluttered open and she leaned over, kissing her forehead.