Colt woek up to crying, it was distant though. He sat up, Tristian was inside screaming his head off. COlt jumped up and ran inside picking hte crying child from his crib. "It's ok, bud, we didn't leave you." he laughed kissing the top of Tristian's head.
COlt bounced the now laughing child. "He just didn't know where we were." He smiled. "He got worried." He kissed Caiden's head and let her hold Tristian just so she could see for herself he was ok.
"Tristian was a little older, the werewolves were chasing after us and killed you both. They knew that was the thing I was afriad of most, losing you too, it would destroy me."