C67 Little fighter.

Her small cries wake me up. I rub at my eyes, my sleepy state slowly disappearing. I let out a small groan, pulling the duvet cover off me and standing up. Beside me in bed, Jake is sleeping soundly, his dark hair ruffled messily across the pillow. Shadows cover the skin under his eyes from tending to Ruby throughout the night. I lean over and press a gentle kiss on his forehead