Chapter 71

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London, one of the most beautiful cities to be in, especially on New Year's Eve. While we take our place standing underneath the gigantic clock we watch the kids laugh and jump around, we watch our grandkids giggle with their parents who can't help but smile at them. "I'm cold daddy," Skylar shivers looking up at me, she wears a jacket and mittens a hat. I bring her into my knees, it was very difficult for her especially. She didn't like having to come to the hospital to visit and she even called me every day to make sure I was ok and wouldn't forget her. She was the only one that still really talked to me after the director yelled cut.

"Come here," I hold my arms out for my tiny baby girl. She's been the same height since she turned eight. She's the size of the average six year old. And she's just like Reese, with her small body and her minimal weight. She has never weighed more than seventy pounds in her whole life. "Warmer yet?" I smile pulling her into my chest wrapping my jacket around her.

"A little," she mumbles. She's nearly twenty years old and all she wants is cuddles and to be done with school so she can come home with us. She's really homesick all of the time but she's very good in school. Apparently even though she doesn't have lots of friends she has CJ and Davi who will always be there for her because they know what she's going through. They know what she feels like being tiny and they all stick together which is nice. "I'm really tired too," she adds softly. She's always wanted love, and cuddles. She wants a marriage like the one me and her mom have. It may not be perfect but we love each other and that's all that matters.

"A couple more minutes," I smile, we sit on a picnic table with a gorgeous view of the Big Ben while we wait for the countdown. She always hopes she can find someone when the new year comes. She just wants someone to be with her constantly that will love and protect her like her brothers, and who will cuddle and hold her like us. She just wants someone else to give her the same love but no one is willing to give her the same love we do. A lot of people tell us we just raised our children in a house of dreams where anything they wanted they could have but it was a lot different than that and they all know it.

"Alright," She nods turning her attention to the clock, Reese is occupied with our grandchildren who attack her with hugs and what not.

"Look," she whispers, all of our kids come collecting their children and the ones without kids come to join us. Aoife next to me while Reese is surrounded by our boys, our baby boys. It's weird to think of them like this, they're getting so old but it's nice to know that they're here, and that we have every single one of them to love and cherish. "Jamie," she moves closer to our son. "Why are you always so freaking warm?" She shivers pulling into his embrace.

"I don't know," he chuckles hugging his mom, she knows I'll have nothing but time for her as soon as our lives get back to where they were. And it shouldn't take that long, in about a week the kids will be off and we will be all alone again. But it's really not such a bad thing, maybe she'll talk to me then.

"Happy new year," she smiles turning and pressing a kiss against my lips. "I love you," She smiles while our kids all squeal and make off with their nieces and nephews assuring they can see the colourful fireworks that light up the sky. Dylan and Angelina lay on the ground a little ways away staring up at the nights sky but when Reese nor I are looking their lips are always attached.

"Happy new year," I give her a smile. She takes my hand in hers and gently runs her fingers over the back of mine.

"I worried I wouldn't get to spend this time with you."

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Cuddles, I'm a warm bed after the harsh cold of the winter is all she ever wants. It's pretty much all we ever do. She'll curl in a ball on our bed or any bed or couch as a matter of fact and she'll just wait and wait until someone goes to cuddle her. "You're not as warm as Jamie," She giggles into my shoulder. "But I guess you'll have to do."

"Oh shut up, I'm just as warm as Jamie." I roll my eyes a little pulling her closer. "You just have to find the right places," I giggle while she nuzzles into my chest creating her own little cocoon of warmth.

"I, um," she stops herself momentarily moving closer to me. "I never thought I'd get to do this again." Her lips press against my shoulder. "Goodness, I remember why I call you teddy bear." She smiles again shivering almost in my embrace.

"I'd hope you'll never forget." I chuckle at her sliding down against her a little bit so I can look her in the eyes. "I've gotta find a better name for you."  I look right into her beautiful brown eyes. "How about," I pause pressing a kiss into her soft pink lips. "Shorty?" I giggle and she rolls her eyes a little.

"I'm not that small, I'm just not a tall as you," she has a squeaky voice and it's really cute, just like she is.

"Maybe I should just call you beautiful," I smiles touching her cheek. "All of the time," I kiss her softly. "Or perfection, because that's all you are in my eyes."

"Stop it, you're making me blush," she hides her face in my shoulder.

"Come on it's cute when you blush, I get to see this little bit of colour underneath all of your makeup." I roll my eyes a little.

"Come here," She sighs standing up but she starts shivering. "Gosh you were so much warmer." She jumps into my arms. "To the bathroom," she points and I buckle bringing her over. She's wearing pants and a long sleeve shirt and she's still freezing. "Ok, ok now leave," she points.

"But you just made me walk you in," She cuts me off with a stern point.  "You just needed a cheap excuse to be carried," I call while she shuts the bathroom door. I stare up at the ceiling waiting for her to come back.

"Ok, just don't yell," she calls slowly while I listen to her soft footsteps. "And don't scream, or cry, or anything like that," her head down hair in front of her face.

"Did you run into any walls on your way here?" I chuckle and she rolls her eyes sitting on the bed next to me.

"Ha ha," she flips her hair back and out of her face.

"You're, you're not wearing any makeup?"

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