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KNIGHTROOK PROMPTS FOR YOUR MORNING!! ROGERS/TILLY...
After Hook and Alice reunite he took her to love with him. And when she can’t sleep he sing her the lullaby
Four hours ago he’d been Detective Rogers. Just a lonely Seattle officer trying his best to fill an empty void by making a difference out on the streets.
Now? Now he was holding Alice to his chest in a vice grip, cradling her to him as if to protect her from the outside world as she held her arms tight around him in return.
Alice. Not Tiily. But Alice. His daughter. He’d found her.
“What do we do now?” her soft, unsure words hit him.
And he found his answer was on the tip on his tongue before he’d even processed her question.
“We go home.”
He kept his arm around her shoulder even as he guided her through the doorway of his sparse apartment. Both stood for a moment and took in the small one bedroom space, neat and orderly just as he’s alway been. He’d forgotten that he’d been living as a single man with no dependants, and finds his modern home bears a striking resemblance to the home they once shared long ago, forty feet up in the air.
He notices that Alice hasn’t spoken yet, and fears that she’ll not want to stay in such a place with him.
“Just like old times?” she teases
And he can’t help chuckling as he feels the anxiety drain from his shoulders.
She sits at the breakfast bar and watches as he cooks them both a late dinner. He’d insisted she take her coat and shoes off; she wasn’t going anywhere anymore. She was home now. And as she sat swinging her socked feet from the barstool she felt more than the warmth from the cooker embrace her, it was the warmth of having family again.
She mattered again.
She’d found her tether.
“We’ll have to find a bigger place to live starting tomorrow.” he mumbles as he holds her atop the small bed in his room.
He wants to be there as she falls asleep. He’s missed this far too often and she may be grown now but for one night he wants to relish in his little girl finally being back in his arms.
“Where?” she asks.
“Wherever you wish.” he assures her, but a thought suddenly crosses his mind. “Would you want to go back?”
There’s silence as she ponders his question. “I don’t know.” she admits. “I quite like it here.”
The room settles into silence again. He thinks she’s finally fallen asleep until her demands begin to come out.
“Somewhere with a big garden.”
“The biggest.”
“Really?”
“Well the biggest one a detective’s salary can buy.”
Her chuckle spurs his own and as her arm tightens around him, he finds himself humming a familiar lullaby out of instinct.
She doesn’t speak again, but the tell tale feeling of moisture on his shirt tells him she’s crying. He lets her. He just continues humming the lullaby because she’s nothing to fear anymore. He’s never leaving her again.
“Papa? I missed you.”
He squeezes his eyes tight, hoping to stop the rush of water filling his eyes.
“I missed you more, love.” he promises as he kisses the top of her head. “More than you’ll ever know.”
He ends up falling asleep next to her.
