Arya woke up with a start. She felt a familiar warmth cage her in a protective hold. It wasn't the type of hold from a lover. It was the type that could be given by family.
Due to her groggy state, her hands patted the bed in search of her baby girl. The conversation she had with Levi floated in her head, instantly clearing any sign of sleep from her head.
She jumped up, already breathing hard. She was about to call out to her baby in panic when the person holding her from the back firmly touched her shoulders.
"Ssshh, Princess, she is safe. So are you. Relax, no one is taking her!" Jayden's words manage to keep the rising panic at bay.
It took her a while to realize what he had said. Her body froze again. What did he mean by what he just said? How did he know that her baby would be taken away?
She turned around albeit afraid to face him. She didn't know what she would see on his face but she didn't expect what she saw.