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Wren lays down with her three boys surrounding her on the bed of the blankets and pillows. Some things feel so different, but this feels very much the same. She feels a certain sense of peace as she hears Griffin drift off to sleep. Zero is not long after him. Wren lays awake for a little while longer. She is scared to go to sleep, scared that this is all a dream. Just staring at the ceiling, watching the shadows cast by the moonlight as they dance on the white paint. "I'm sorry you went through all that Wren" Steele's voice shocks her out of her stupor and she crawls over closer to him. As always Steele is the furthest one away from her in location, but as she closes the distance, she feels close to him like never before. "Should I look at it as a good thing that I understand you