<span style="font-style: italic">Luka looked at him. He stood with his sister. Watching him digging around in the toy chest. Heran over as he pointed at the mat. Looking at the man as he set the dinos down. Picking up the dinosaurs and looked at them. Making the long necked one bite Carlisle's nose. "He likes you too. He said you taste like leaves." He said giggling and looked at the mat. Walking around on it. "I'm GODZILLA!!!" He said. Stomping around a bit. Pretending citizens running and screaming. He turned and looked at him. Picking up the dinosaur. "RAAAAAAWWWWWWRRRRRRRR!!!!!" He said. "He says I'm hungry." He looked him and began using the blocks to build a city. Killing it several times before he managed to even get halfway. Oh the minds of an adhd child. Laughing each time he "blew it up". "WHOOSH! Ahh....city blew up. Build again." He said. Gathering the blocks and started over again[/b]<br/><br/>[i]Myxi looked at him. "Rawr means I love you in dinosaur." She said softly. Getting the plastic food out and put it on the table. Having rummaged through lots of toys. "It is easy to love someone...when they are kind to you and have a good heart." Her words mere whispers. Barely audible. She looked at him. Gigling at how he looked. It was so funny! She looked at him and set up the table. Watching him as he moved.</span>Jason had fallen asleep so when the guy he hadn't heard him at all.<br/><br/>A week later....<br/><br/>Jason was sitting up and feeling better. His body still pretty weak but thanks to healing and the medicine. He was allowed to be off the ivs now. The doctors still wowed by his recovery. Of course if he hadn't had his psionics he would've been stuck with needles in him longer. They kept doing regular heart check ups on him. He waved them off. Sitting up in a chair by himself. He was only somewhat winded from doing so. He relaxed and blindly listened to Myxi and Luka playing. Those two were close. He had come to acknowledge that Carlisle really wanted to help them. Even if he wasn't used to it he was glad that he had helped with his kids. Everything he had done made him further indebted to him. He trusted Carlisle with his kids and they seemed to love him. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. What if Carlisle got bored of them? What if they were just a passing phase? He was afraid to hope this good thing would last. Most nights they had to drug him with a sedative to get him to rest. He was so used to skimming sleep to avoid the nightmares. He was finally cleared to walk. He stood up and stretched. Sitting back down.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Myxi had come to like Carlisle more and more. She spent as much time between him and her real daddy as possible. She wouldn't call him that where he would know it. Her and Luka's twin link though they always discussed the cool guy called Papa as just that...Papa. She was sleeping in a ball on the play room floor. Hugging her small dolly to her. Tossing and turning as she started to see daddy and papa hurt. She bolted up and looked around. Disoriented for a moment. She left the playroom and went to look for Papa. Stopping in the kitchen and climbed up into the seat and reached for a graham cracker. The chair fell out from under her. She screamed and fell to the ground. Hitting her forehead and held it. She had a nasty bruise forming and a small cut from the corner of the table. Wailing as she sat between the fallen over chair and the table end.</span><span style="font-weight: bold">Luka was with Daddy. He sensed his twin in trouble and pulled on their daddy. "Come on Daddy! Daddy come on!" He said. Running off towards the kitchen. He already knew his daddy would follow. He ran and knelt by Myxi. Sitting by her and hugged her. Trying to make her feel better. "It otay Myxi. It otay." He said. Patting her and hugged her. Being there for his twin.</span><br/><br/>Jason heard Myxi and bolted up. Blindly running after Luka. Having tied the shreded blindfold over his eyes when he found it last night. Crying out each time he ran into something. He was gonna have his own bruises. He tripped but pushed up. Picking up Myxi. "Shh...shh...my darling angel..." he said softly. Trailing his fingers over to where her hand was. "I'll make it all better. It'll just be a tingle. Remember when you get sick? How I make you feel better? Or when you get booboos I make them go away?" He felt her nod. "Daddies gonna do it again. Just hold still." He said. He hovered his hand above her hand moving her hand and a glowing orb of pink formed in his hand. He slowly pushed it into her. The cut healing and the bruise fading away. Taking most of the tenderness with it. A second orb made it go away completely. "There my little angel...the booboo is all gone." He kissed her forehead.