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I could see Liam tearing up again. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it. On screen, Roman coughed then wiped his eyes before continuing.
“And if you don’t want kids, that’s too fucking bad,” he smiled at the end. “You’re getting them anyway. Their grandparents are all gone, and I couldn’t imagine anyone else raising them right. Not like you assholes would.” He sniffed and smiled. “At least with you three, I know they’ll come out shooting straight. And with three heavily-armed, overprotective fathers, I’d expect Courtney wouldn’t start dating until she was about thirty-five.” He laughed. “And that’s fine by me.”
“Alright,” Roman finished. “Enough of this bullshit. This gets buried in a vault with the rest of the bloodsucking lawyer shit, never to see the light of day. So piss off, dickheads. And I love you. But mostly, piss off.”
Roman squinted for a second, then reached out and cut the camera’s power. The screen turned black as Liam slowly closed it.
“He’s funny,” I said, trying to lighten the mood.
Liam sighed. “He was.”
“I can see where Jace gets his sense of humor from.”
I felt terrible watching Liam’s eyes glass over, but I also felt a sense of overwhelming relief. The voices weren’t what I thought they were. As far as we knew, everyone was still safe.
“He recorded that right after Kara’s funeral,” he said miserably.
“Liam, I’m so sorry.”
“This is all I have for them,” he blurted abruptly. “It’s all I can really show the twins of their father.”
“Bullshit,” I countered. “You’ve got photos, heirlooms, and the whole legacy of this place.” I waved my arm around. “Plus you’ve got stories to tell. Three different people’s recollections regarding their father and mother, where normal kids would have just one.”
I turned his face upward, so that he was looking at me. Once there, I kissed him tenderly.
“Courtney and Jace won’t remember their parents, no,” I admitted. “But that’s why it’s up to you tomakethem aware. You, Duncan and Julius will need to paint those memories for them, by giving them your own. And you can start by writing stuff down. Making sure all those memories the three of you still have don’t just fade away.”
Liam rubbed at his jaw. He nodded.
“But for now…” I kissed him again. “For now you need tobethose parents. You need to take up the gauntlet Roman threw down when he told you ‘too fucking bad’, and create the warmest, securest, most happy home those two children could ever hope to be raised in.”
“Now…” I finished up. “Any word from Duncan or Julius tonight?”
He shook his head slowly. “None.”
“Come to bed with me then,” I said softly, tugging him to his feet. “And for tonight at least, let me hold you in my arms until you forget everything else.”
