Love Love Love

Philomena could tell that her state pained him -- his eyes, the window to the soul, reflected the pain just like hers did. His presence brought some comfort but it was his words, his sweet words that brought the woman something she desperately needed; Hope.

One of her children was in… Olympia. Philomena didn’t fully process what that meant at first. But Peg knew where her son was. He was safe. One of her babies, at the very least, was safe. Philomena visibly relaxed some, the aid offered helping her worry. With more eyes searching for her children perhaps the other two might be found.

“Thank goodness…” The words fell from Philomena’s head as she lowered her head, tears starting to spring forth in her eyes once more. “I… don’t want to have to bury another child so soon, Peg… never again if I can help it…” The words were quiet.

Then that offer left his lips as Philomena lifted her head again, piecing together what he had meant.

“Olympia… this is… your pack?” She frowned a little. “Of course I would I…” She furrowed her brow a little, trying to hold back her tears. “As long as you don’t mind me being distracted for a bit while we find my other children, Pegasus. My other goals haven’t changed… but I can not lose them.” She stressed this point.

She hadn’t been the best mother… but there were still time as long as she found the rest of her children alive.