Krystal cuddled him close, kissing his head softly. She was curious about something. "what would have you done? If you'd come to me and found me alone and pregnant?" she asked, referring to when she was carrying Mini-Clint. She hadn't dated anyone during those 4 years, hoping that he would come back to her. She had worried for his safety for those long years, sneaking into his room at late hours and charming all his gear to keep him safe. She had known where his house was, and charmed all that as well, wanting him to come back. he had never known what she done. She was in like a ghost,out in less than half the hour. She just wanted him safe. Krystal stroked his hair, and back, kissing his lips again softly. "its okay Clint. you were only doing what you thought was right. i forgave you the moment our son was born. I just wish you hadn't of stayed away. I love you." She admitted, snuggling him close. The sex could wait awhile.
A few minutes later, a small sound could be heard, and then a crack of the door could be seen being opened. "Daddy.. I had a nightmare..." The young boy said sadly, rubbing his eyes. Krystal smiled softly. "Come here sweetie-pie. tell us all about it." she said, watching a the young boy climbed into bed with them. He looked up at his mother. "mommy, does this mean you and daddy will be together again?" he asked innocently, and Krystal pulled him close, kissing his head. "I don't know for sure baby. Things are very complicated right now." she explained, sandwiching him betwen his father and he.