Lincoln's POV

The steady rise and fall of her chest told me she was indeed alive. After transferring her back home the children had refused to stay away from their mother. I couldn't blame them; I was part of the crew myself.

"Does it hurt?" Rose enquired looking at her mother's legs.

"Yes baby," she whispered.

"So no jumping on the bed," I ordered gently as Rose nodded her head. "Are you comfy enough?" I asked her before placing a kiss on her forehead.

She ...