Emma froze in place at the words, her lips parting in a combination of shock and surprise. She stared at the person for a time, before slowly she raised her chin and fully straightened her posture, “You’re right,” she answered, her voice even and calm despite the pounding of her heart. 

“I am the reason he’s dead. And you know what else?” She prompted, taking a deep breath, “I’m the one who killed him. He had it coming. He deserved it, and you will never make me feel bad for what I did,” Emma spoke with a conviction that hadn’t been there a few months ago. She spoke with confidence, in both what she was saying and how she felt. 

A soft little noise was heard as Emma woke from her slumber, a bit of a cross between a sigh and a groan as she shifted in his arms. She took a moment, even as his deep voice rumbled against her ear, to wake enough to be able to open up both of her eyes, squinting up at her husband with a soft, sleepy smile. 

“..G’mornin..” she slurred her words, and rather than getting excited about the favorites he had made for her (which surely included a couple pounds of bacon for the two of them to share), she merely nestled closer into his arms. 

Her hand rose, resting against his bare chest as she cuddled close, allowing her eyes to close to simply soak up the affection.. 

The fact that the pair was able to wake Emma up as quickly as they did was rather impressive.. though the blonde certainly didn’t think of it as that. Opening her eyes to sleepily glower at them, her lips twisted in distaste before she grabbed her pillow and shoved it down over her head as if that could stop them from being obnoxious.. 

and of course had 0 luck. She yelled out as she was suddenly drug from the bed, trying to cling to the headboard, but that did no good either. Making a loud noise as she hit the floor, she looked up and glared at her brothers. 

“...You’ve got to be-what?” she paused, the mention of the beach easing her up a bit. 

Emma froze the instant the familiar voice was heard, feeling a painful clenching of her heart as she turned wildly, “Dad..? Dad!?” She called out, swallowing as his words drifted to her. Tears immediately rose and fell as she let out a strangled sobbing noise. “Dad!? Dad where are you..!?” she said the words, filled with a heart wrenching desperation as she spun wildly in place again. 

His last words had her body trembling hard enough her knees gave out, on her knees with one hand on the ground to keep her up. “Daddy! Please! Don’t go! DAD!” She screamed the words, her hand reached out into the open air as she tried desperately to scramble to her feet. 

Audrey smirked some, amused at being caught staring at the large man. Shifting, she slowly sauntered into the room, shifting to sit on his desk with a saucy, sexual smile.