Rory's POV

　　"Babygirl, are you awake?"

　　I slid my fingers through Elsie's long red locks as she lay on her side curled up. The covers wrapped around her, she must have been cold before she fell asleep.

　　"Leave me alone," the small, weak voice came from beneath the mass of bed covers and hair. As I placed my hand on the covers over her body, I felt Elsie tremble before catching the quiet sobs as she cried.

　　Oh good, there it was. Her weakness ...