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Nathan Croft - Nate cried into her, trying to calm himself down. She was okay. She wasn't leaving. |
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"It's okay, I love you.....I'm not leaving....." Dakota said softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek |
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Nathan Croft - After a bit, Nate finally stopped crying and settled down. |
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Dakota just held onto him, refusing to let go. She kissed his head before settling into sleep |
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Nathan Croft - "I love you..." he whispered before falling to sleep aswell. |
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Dakota woke around 3am and went downstairs, siting on the couch with her head in her hands. She sighed and headed outside, grabbing Secret before bareback mounting up and taking off down the trail in the nearby woods |
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Nathan Croft - Nate woke a little bit later when Hunter started crying. He immediately noticed Dakota wasn't there, and immediately was uneasy about it all. But he went to Hunter and wrapped him up in a blanket before rushing around, looking for Dakota. Nate had done everything to try and soothe the baby. He wasn't hungry, he didn't need a diaper change, and he wouldn't even accept his favorite stuffed animal. Nate didn't know what to do. So he sat down on the couch in the living room, having a full-blown panic attack while trying to comfort a baby. Nate was crying too, while he was still trying to get Hunter to calm down. He didn't know where Dakota was. He didn't know how to help his son. All he could do was wait and hope she came back home. For all he knew, she could've taken off and wasn't coming back or had gone out to end herself. |
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Dakota turned and had the memories of the bear attack so long ago rush back to her. She started hyperventialting and dahsed back home, practically throwing Seret to pasture before rushing inside. She noticed Hunter and Nate, hurrying to grab the baby. She rocked him gently, shushing him softly and cooing nonsense to him |
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Nathan Croft - Nate started fully sobbing at the sight of her. He'd tried his best to keep it together for Hunter, but that hadn't worked as well as he hoped. |
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Dakota didn't speak, sitting in Nate's lap and getting the baby to settle down. Hunter reached for the crying sight of his father, grabbing Nate's shirt |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
