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Laine yawned as she padded back to the bedroom. Night terrors at four int he morning were still one thing he was overly sensitive too. There was no difference if it was her toddler, or one of the triplets. Playing mom was something she was always doing, both on and off the clock. It seemed like she was instilling that same habit into her son Bray, who had come in to check on the baby himself.

He was his fathers son alright. They were both overly affectionate over the baby.

The white haired mother sighed as she flopped, face first onto the bed. Maybe she could get another few hours in before the kids woke them both up at seven-thirty. She turned her head, glancing at the sleeping mass of muscle that dominated the other half of the bed. It always amused her just how fast he could fall asleep sometimes, especially when the man was stressed. Five years later and he still hadn't failed to surprise her with his quirks. The mother of three yawned as she wriggledd closer, brushing his bangs out of his face. Laine leaned over, pressing a kiss to his forehead before curling back up under the covers.

At first, Laine just sleepily threw an arm around this waist and murmured things gently against him where she was curled up. Sometimes it was enough to ebb the storm of imagines in his head. However, when he began to frantically twist, turn and thrash about did she finally jerk back to reality. "Kor?" She called, rubbing at her eyes as she waited for them to adjust once again.

"Kor." She called again, sitting up and brushing his sweaty hair back. "Shh hun. It's okay. It's just a dream. Wake up.." Laine continued to make soft noises, and actions such as brushing her fingers against his cheek. She then reached over and gently took his hand, giving it a light squeeze. "Wake up. I'm right here." With her free hand, the white haired woman tugged the blankets back and off him completely before he got tangled in them and hoping that it would cool the man down. "Shhh.. Don't cry." Laine wiped at the tear stains on the mans cheek."

When he sat up, Laine moved to meet him half way, wrapping herself around him as he did to her. "Shh..." She murmured, hand slipping under his hair to gently rub at the back of his neck before slowly sliding down his back. "It's okay..." Gently she nudged him to lay back down, the hand on his back only disappearing long enough to slowly guide him back against the sheets.

Leaning over him, her hands once again worked to brush the tears from his face as her hair fell over her shoulders, creating a wall of white that would only help him focus on her when he finally opened his eyes.

Only her. Nothing else.

"Easy does it... It's okay. Everything's okay." She promised lightly, one hand moving to rest on his chest when she was done whipping away the tears. "Kor... You're alright baby." Her other hand reached over and grabbed his hand and gave it a soft squeeze as she brought to and held it against her chest.

Laine stretched out on top of him, humming a little as she did. "I have at times... Yeah." Over the years, Kor had come to learn the true meaning of the burn on her wrist. "There have been plenty of times where I've thought about just, breaking my pen and not henshining up. Pretending that the other side of me never existed, and that anything that had happened, didn't.

"But I was told, a long time ago, that I had to believe in myself. And that's what I try to do everyday. I can't just not power up. I may not like it at times, but I've got too much to lose by not doing so." Again she gave his hand a small squeeze. "Things happen in this line of work that we don't like, and that's inevitable hun. It's all part of life. We have to take the bad along with the good. We've all got our scars, but mental and physical." Some more worse then others. "We have to learn from the scars, as weird as that may sound."

"I wonder why all the time love. Why things can't be normal. But then again, I've never done things the normal way have I? I'd be lying to myself if I just pretended like Azurite wasn't real, or if she never existed. Azurite is me. There are times when I'll come home and I'll hate myself for what I've done. But, I don't think I'd trade that side of me for anything. I've made so many friends, made so many connections because of Azurite. My life would be completely different, but that doesn't mean it would be better. If I wasn't Azurite, I wouldn't have met you."

"You don't need to apologize sweet heart. It happens to all of us. Some handle it better then others. You hand doesn't mean I love you any less. If anything it means I love you more because you're still here. I didn't lose you that night. Every time you come home, I love you more then I did when you left. We all have wounds we wish we didn't." Laine herself had gained quite a few scars over the years, some far more gruesome then others.

"I have nightmares just like you do. We're gonna get through this, together. I promise you. So you don't have to apologize for anything alright?"

"Easy does it now.." She cooed, her fingers running through his hair. Laine sighed quietly and smiled when she felt him slowly begin to relax and unwind. "I love you too.. All of you. Scars or wounds won't change that. Remember, they make me love you more." It was odd logic, but she knew it would work on him. Sleep sounded like an amazing concept. Especially if the kids would keep up with their habits of crawling into their bed. Then she grinned, leaning up to give him a kiss.

"...Told you you were fluffy."