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Celeste flopped down with him, curling into his side.
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Sage wrapped his arms around her with a soft sigh. "We'll get home soon," he murmured, as much for himself as anyone else
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Celeste nodded, curling into. "I hope so,"
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Sage pressed a kiss to her head nodding along. "Me too," he sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing against her
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Celeste nodded, drifting off.
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Sage slept as well, thankfully no nightmares bothering him
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Celeste woke up in the middle of the night when Liz poked her in the shoulder. She glanced up groggily at the little girl who was crying, holding her blankie to her face. "Baby, whats wrong?" she whispered, concerned. "...I-I had a nightmare..." Lizzie whispered back. "Oh honey, you're okay, you're safe here," Celeste reassured the little girl. "...can I stay with you?" Liz asked. Celeste nodded, "Of course, baby," she smiled, letting Lizzie crawl into bed and in between Sage and Celeste.
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Sage had stirred when Celeste started talking, peering over at their daughter and shifting to make room for her as she crawled in the bed, flopping an arm around her and Celeste after she was settled in, passing back out almost immediately
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