She gives me a quick kiss and crosses the room to rummage through the closet for her robe. I tug mine on and tie the belt snugly at my waist.

"Of course you adore your children," I say, continuing to smile. "You're Sarah Jane. It couldn't possibly be any other way." I hold out my hand to her. "Ready, leman."

I lead her from our suite and down the hall, with it's dim lighting along the bottom of the walls so we don't trip on anything should we need to bolt to their rooms in the dark. Not that I'd have a problem, really, but anyone else...

Very quietly, I turn the handle and push open the door to the room shared by our twins. Someday soon, they'll probably want rooms of their own, but for now...

I look down at Sarah. "They're deep in sleep," I whisper. "Go ahead..."