"Nobody's been exactly getting along with my dad at the moment and it's resulted in injuries. I don't want you to get hurt. I want you safe." He kissed her forehead.
Cloe grinned at him, "your welcome i love you" she said, smiling at the thought of a little green running around. "so what do you want to do now?" she asked, him.
Cloe laid on the couch with her head in his lap and smiled up at him, "yeah but i don't want to then who will take care of my death eater?" she asked, hearing a knock on the door.
Cloe smiled at her, "sick and tired and happy that Junior back" she said, hugging her and laying back on the couch and sitting up to have Junior sit down by her.
It wasn't unusual for Sam to feel sick or tired as she was pregnant but it was odd that Cloe was feeling that way. "What do you mean sick and tired??" She sat down by her son and daughter-in-law.
"I'm so happy for you." Sam smiled as she pushed herself up and hugged Cloe. "We could make a club with all the pregnant women in this family." She laughed.
"Not good." Sam smiled but the smiled didn't reach her eyes. "He's in really bad tempers just recently and nobody can calm him down. It seems the best idea is to stay away from him."
"No." Sam shook her head. "He's had times where he's been in a bad mood but he used to be a great guy. Now he just hits anyone who steps slightly out of line."
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