"Please pick up," He muttered into the receiver. Your daughter sat on the edge of the bathtub, her expression panic stricken. You were at work, unable to come to the aid of your husband who now, was facing something he wished you had been home for. The phone clicked to your voicemail and he hung up in defeat, turning to face his daughter who looked him with worry. "What's happening Daddy?" She said. He sank to his knees in front of her, so he could meet her eyes. She was so young, his heart clenching. He grabbed her tiny hands in his, rubbing his thumb on the back of her hand. "Its something every girl goes through in her life sweetie, nothing's wrong with you my love. We'll sort you out," He let go of her hands to turn towards the cabinet, rummaging around until he found the box you had at the back. He pulled it out, cringing a small bit before pulling out a pad. After telling your daughter what was happening and helping her put the pad on he walked with her down the stairs to your living room. He sat her down on the couch, going to make a tea and get her the hot water bottle to put on her stomach. He put the tea in front of her, moving her gently so she was propped against his chest, knowing that she needed her Daddy. Eventually, after much talking about growing up she was lulled to sleep. You came home from work that night, to see her curled up on the couch with her Dad watching her favourite movie. He smiled when he saw you, your daughter immediately getting up and running to you. You looked at Ashton as you hugged her with a confused expression. "You had better talk to her," He said standing up to come and give you a hug. You told your daughter to meet you in her bedroom and you would be right up. "What happened?" You said, pulling away. "Our little girls growing up." He said, with a pained smile. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at the table. The hot water bottle, the tea and the cuddling, all the things Ashton knew you liked when it was your time of the month. You finally understood, nodding your head. "Sorry I couldn't come home, it seems like you have it under control though." You said nodding to the table. "I calmed her down, I think you need to... um... explain it a little better then I did." He said, clearly a little uncomfortable. "I just never thought it would happen to her while she was young, it just made me realize she's growing up, she's not going to be my little baby forever." He cleared his throat and looked at you, his eyes a little shinier then before. "She'll always be our baby, whether she's a grown woman or her little self right now, she'll always be our girl." You said hugging him, trying to ease his worries.
