Lucky To Have Her

"Well, yeah, I've got two of these cutie pies now and there's only one of you," she replied without looking at him. "How was last night?" Lana asked putting the bottle of milk she brought with them in the fridge.

"It went well," Pandora told her but she shook her head chuckling gently.

"The first night—week—I had Benjamin home, I just about slept in his bed with him. I would have if Peter allowed me to."

"Yeah, I seem to have fallen into the trap of needing to check if he's breathing," she confessed. She knew full well she had freaked out a few times because Jack's breathing movements were so slight that she often missed them.

"It does get easier, but I still worry about my kids. I even held my finger under Maisey's nose after her accident, just to make sure she was still breathing." Lana kept her words soft, so there was a chuckle to her tone, but Pandora knew full well she did in fact do it.

In an odd way, it made her feel better than and not as paranoid as she was feeling befo