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JUST DO IT yes

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Hard Truths || Ember & Sam

Ember knew it was too good to be true and that nothing lasts forever, especially when the Darkness inside of her was as strong as it was. She had found a way to bind it, bit only temporarily. The hunger was growing and she tried to ignore it even as the pain shot through her like a knife. But Ember couldn't. She didn't want to kill anymore. Didn't want to feed. Especially after her slip when Sam was gone. She'd massacred a whole carnival full of people. It was a repeat perfomance she didn't want to relive. And so she tried to distract herself with the kids while Sam was out. Cradling one of the twins in her arms, she tickled his belly and he grabbed her hand to put her finger into his mouth. But instead of suckling on it like he usually did, he bit down and held on and Ember winced and yelped. She tried to pull her hand away and couln't. Panic set in and she finally pulled her hand free and watched as the blood nearly gushed from the wound. Setting their son back in his crib, she went to the bathroom to clean the wound. A realization set in that she didn't want to accept. "No..." She felt weak and sunk down to her knees and presse her back against the tub. This was what she was worried about.

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"Thank goodness. And yeah, it was. Still one of the best nights of my life," he admitted, leaning against her in a smile.

"I heard. It sounded incredible." Sam walked around the rest of the room with his love at his side, glancing at portions he missed the first time around, chuckling every so often.

“Yes it was, after you got over your embarrassment. And the trashcan.” The grin grew if that were at all possible as she combed her fingers back through his hair.

“I’ve also managed to get mostvtge questionable pictures from those who have them. Or at least I tried to.” It was always weird when she found out people had risquè pictures of her husband.

“Missus? Missus…" she hear Dinky’s voice from the doorway. As she looked, she saw the darkling holding up a new fox kit with a blue bow around it’s neck. He held it under the front legs so it dangled from its grasp.

“Oh yeah!” She motioned with her head. “Go ahead.”

The darkling waddled over to Sam and held up the kit. “'es for you Mister Sam. I'm glad you're back an' me an' th' kids thought you'd like'm." Dinky had actually missed Sam when he was gone. Not that the darkling would admit it out loud.

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"Sam, how old did you say the twins were?"

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Hushabye || Ember & Sam

For a while, Ember was afraid of herself. She'd lost it when Sam left and for the sake of their children, she had her father looking after them -- rather, she had Nona looking after them. But, Sam was back and she herself was feeling much more stable me tally and physically that she had figured it was time for the twins to come home. Aiden and Gage were almost a year old, and she'd missed them terribly but it wasn't safe. It was all something she'd have to explain to Sam eventually. Or rather now before Nona was due to arrive, which wasn't until the next day but still. Nervously, Ember sat on the back of the couch and looked out the window. She wasn't proud of what she'd done, but it was just a reminder of how dangerous she really was. Sleep hadn't come at all and she didn't want to wake Sam so she cradled the coffee mug and had been sitting in the same place for hours with one of the foxes in her lap.

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Spartan-s212 is in the crowd.

Emrys jumps off the stage at the end of the show, knowing his "uncle" was in the crowed bar. Sam was kinda hard to miss being at least a foot taller than everyone. He smiles at the spartan and raises his hand. 'Hey Uncle Sam.'

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Please excuse me while Ember goes and has an emotional breakdown now that she found out Sam is back.

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Questions, Endless Questions||Closed

Emrys knocked on his uncles door, crossing his arms as he waited. There was something he had to ask, something he had to know.