She watched as he busied himself in the kitchen, smiling as she sat at the old farmhouse table.  The house hadn’t been this quiet for a long time – it was nice, but she still missed them.  She closed her eyes, reaching for her bond – and sent the depth of her love and devotion into it, and the strength with which it was returned made her want to weep.  Gods, she loved them all so much.  Complicated or not, she couldn’t ever imagine losing them.