@shcrpedges Things had been tensed between the three of them, Ashton was constantly on edge the moment he chose to run - no it wasn't much of a choice he made, it was the only choice he could live with. Arguing in that bunker was hard enough and he was pretty sure it would've self destructed if Morri wasn't there. It's been a long few months, fleeing to Norway, getting everything settled, Morri’s birth and now practically in hiding. And it felt like they barely had time to sit down and breathe. And now here they were. Ash hadn't really gone out of the house much, fixing up what they could here and making sure Morri wasn't alone, helping to take care of Lili to just let her rest. Both mother and daughter were finally sleeping as he sat on the steps of their porch and squeezed his eyes shut willing the migraine away, taking the moment alone for it all to sink in, what they'd already done, what they still had to do, who might be watching--
He heard the all too familiar footsteps when he looked up, "fuck-- Astor what happened?" He wasn't sure if he had the mental capacity to handle it but yet he shot up, jogging to his love's side for support, inspecting the mess he held, "are you hurt? Did they find you? Did they find us? I'll need to wake Morri up.."