[ Well that make three of them, doesn't it? Emma knows she's afraid, Thor knows she's afraid. Might as well add in the little person she carried with her for all those months. Henry knows it, too, but his approach to dealing with his mom is a little more subtle. He's been sticking close lately, both because he loves his little sister and thinks Thor is pretty damn cool, but the constant reminders of their new family being a good thing aren't lost on her.

Make that a good, permanent thing, because that one helps more than anyone would think. She's so used to their family barreling into disaster that the only surprise of the baby's arrival was how normal it was. No shortage of swearing (she taught Thor some new words), and a decent amount of crying, but she's blaming it on hormones. Sometimes it's hard not to get emotional about the family she never thought she'd find.] Maybe my instincts tell me to be afraid.

[After all, she's seen how easily love and family tend to slip right through their fingers.] I guess, I don't know - maybe it's just going to take some time. [ He's patient with her, he knows she needs it sometimes. Emma helps herself to a seat in the rocking chair that Marco and August made for them, a small smile settling on tired features.] I'm glad you're not afraid, though. I see you with her and I know what she's feeling. David makes me feel the same way.