A small yet significant voice spoke behind them on the bed.

“Mama?”

Anna quickly wiped her face clearing the tears before going over to Taylor.

“I’m here baby. Did you have a bad dream?” Anna’s voice was so soft and soothing, even after crying.

Taylor shook his head, “I don’t know why I woke up.” Then Taylor noticed Jack still sitting at the end of the bed. Jack smiled at him, praying that Taylor would at least remember him.

Taylor looked at him long and hard like he did the first time he met him. Then Taylor looked at Anna almost questioningly.

“Remember Jack? He’s finally home baby,” Anna was praying too.

Taylor slowly crawled out of Anna’s arms and sat down next to Jack, and after a few moments of total silence, Taylor embraced Jack.

Jack felt again the affection from this child as he hugged him, and he loved it.

And Taylor too, remembered this father figure that had been put in his life, as he hugged Jack. And he loved it.