A/N. Hey guys, long time no see. Shannon1300 I am so sorry it too so long for me to get this out. I've been dealing with anxiety and depression and it took away my want to write for a while. I hope you enjoy this. You can still always request any new ones you want. Sorry again.

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Shannon1300  POV.

So my husband Rory and I have been together for a few years now ever since we graduated high school. We got married shortly after. Three years down the road and we now have a three year old son named Emmet.

He's so beautiful and smart. He already can sing along to his favorite tv show tunes. It's so adorable to see.

Right now though, not so much. He must have caught a virus in his daycare while we were at work. He woke up this morning throwing up and running a pretty bad temperature.

I've been trying my hardest to get his temp down while Rory went to go get him his medicine. " Mama, I don't fewl good. " he whined.

I ran a hand over his forehead. Brushing his hair back. " I know you don't sweetie. Daddy will be back in a minute with your medicine. " I say.

" I don't want it. " he mumbled.

I sigh. This was going to be difficult. Soon enough I heard him pull up and rush in. He rushed to where we were and walked in just in time to see Emmet throw us again in a garbage can I had for him.

" Aww poor buddy. Don't worry. I got just the thing to make you feel better. " says Rory.

He held up the medicine and it had a little cap to measure it as well. He filled it up to the right amount. " Ok buddy. This will make you feel all better. " says Rory.

Emmet shook his head. " No, I don't want it. " he said.

" You have to take it buddy. It'll help you not feel sick. " says Rory.

" Don't want it. " he said again.

Rory looked at me and I nodded. " Hey, if you take your medicine. I'll get you a new toy and some candy for you to eat when your stomach settles." Says Rory.

At the Emmet perked up and agreed right away to take his meds. Once the meds were taken, Rory went to go collect the new toy he had for him.

He soon returned and we have him the toy. It was a toy plane. He loved planes. He cheered and pretended to fly it around while he sat on the bed.

The candy was set to the side for whenever he was able to eat food again without spitting it up. I did however, go and make him a warm soppy cup of milk. Sometimes it helps and he hasn't had much to eat today.

He manages to drink a good bit of it before finally he sets it down and lets us know he's had enough.

The medicine soon made him drowsy and he fell asleep with the plane clutched tightly to his chest. I smiled at the scene and bent down to kiss his forehead.

We went back to the kitchen and cleaned the trash can before returning it to his bed side table. I stayed close by in case we heard him.

Sure enough a few hours later we heard some crying and a scream come from his room. We both bolted up and ran to him.

He was tossing and turning. Whimpers left him. He was having a nightmare. Poor buddy. We rushed over to his bed side and gently woke him up.

He woke up crying and we sat down with him between us. I was running my fingers through his hair and Rory started to sing him a lullaby.

Soon enough the singing lulled him back to sleep and we decided it would be best to go to sleep with him. He looked so adorable there with his little thumb in his mouth. Just relaxing now.

Knowing the door were locked and most of the lights were out. We decided to take a nap with him until it was time to get up again.

I love my family and I would never trade them for anything.

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A/N. I hope you enjoyed this guys. Sorry again it took so long. Until next time guys. Enjoy. :-)