Hearing Kael's voice, Theo felt his heart shatter. This little one, he had not been able to share him. But he was here now, safe and sound thanks to Alias.
He shoved the sight of the miracle he had just witnessed to the back of his mind, and didn't care about the silver light or the snapping of fingers that turned everything anew. He was simply overjoyed because his son was alive.
His son was running to him.
Theo sank to his knees, his arms spreading wide open to welcome the boy and Kael collided with him, burying his face directly into the crook of Theo's neck.
Theo wrapped his arms around the boy's small frame, pulling him so close it felt as though he were trying to merge their bodies to keep him safe from the world.
His hand cradled the back of Kael's head, his shoulders shaking with a silent, fierce emotion that had everything to do with the fatherly love he had grown for the boy.
