D: Date Night

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D: Date Night

"You ready?" Liam asks. "Reservations are for eight."

Hope stares at Beth. The toddler saws zzz's, her thumb tucked in the pocket of her cheek.

Liam slides his arms around Hope. "It's still hard, leaving her behind."

"I know it's dumb..."

"It's not. I get freaked out sometimes too, thinking about how long we were separated from her, how precarious life is... But we can't live in fear. We'll scare Beth and she deserves to be free and happy. We'll just love her the best way we know how."

"You're right."

"Say that again."

Hope smiles. "Don't press your luck."


-- Thanks for all the support on this fic so far. It means a lot to me :)

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