"Yeah, well, I know my way around a buildin' project." Emmett smiled, grinning as he lifted up an arm and pretended to flex it. Of course, he'd never taken on anything so big as a full barn conversion, but he'd done a lot of things he hadn't tried before in the last few weeks. In some ways it seemed a tiny job compared to the years of maturing and child-raising he knew he had before him.
Both children were very happy to show Phoebe their Fiat Lux decorations and friends, take her around the places that meant the most to them. Emmett followed behind, happy to let them take over for a moment. As he watched her surrounded by little faces he wondered if this was to be his future, if this was what it would feel like in a year, two years, when he was a real father and not a big brother thrust into action.
If he'd enjoy it, or if the weight of his responsibilities would crush him.
It probably didn't bear thinking about when there was still so much to do. He took Phoebe's hand and tried to focus on the way her eyes reflected all the right kinds of light instead, how he was fortunate to have found her after he had been so lost.
~fin~
Emmett
It burns too bright
I think about my self a lot 'cause it's the only one I've got
I've earned this life
What have I done to earn this life?
I think about my self a lot 'cause it's the only one I've got
I've earned this life
What have I done to earn this life?
