I wake up to the noise of little footsteps at my door, and lift my head when light begins to stream through my room; a tiny figure with a teddy bear is standing there.

"Daddy?" a small voice filters through my room.

"Adam, what's wrong?" I ask back, followed by a yawn. I have a meeting tomorrow morning with a new client and really need some sleep.

"Um-" Adam starts, but then stops.

I pat the spot next to me on my king size bed and Adam runs over and jumps on my bed with his teddy bear. Then I feel his small figure curl next to my side. I run my fingers through his thick hair, trying to relax him.

"What's wrong my strong solider?" I ask gently, using his favorite nickname.

He presses his face into his teddy bear and mummers unintelligibly.

"Adam I can't hear you." I say.

He lifts his head with tears streaming down his face. I pull him closer and rub small circles in his back, feeling his body tremble with fear.

"I had a nightmare about-" He pauses, "you didn't get us in time." He whispers the last part, as of he was afraid it would come true.

I soothe him to the best of my abilities, knowing exactly what he's talking about.

About eleven months ago, when Adam was twenty-eight months, I went to visit my brother and discovered him experimenting on children. So I took them back to my place and called the police, but by the time they got to his place he was gone.

It has been the hardest on Adam, since he's the oldest and remembers the most. His younger sister Bree was a year when I saved them, and Chase was a week old. I'm thankful that kids are resilient, and forgiving.

Adam and his big heart is one of the best examples, he is usually exuberant, forgiving, and kind. During the day you'd never guess that he was abused, but when the sun sets the night terrors begin. Lately he hasn't had ones bad enough to come to me, he would usually tell me in the morning, but I guess tonight is different.

I kiss the top of his head, "You are safe here."

Adam relaxes and his breathing becomes even. My strong solider finally fell back asleep.

A/N Just a string of one shots about Donald being a father. Please let me know what you think, and leave prompts if you want!

Till next time.