"Connor?"

I call into the manor at the homestead. I know connor is here because his wepons are on the table. I don't get a verbal response but I do hear something coming from his room upstairs. Sobing?

"Connor?"

I call as I begin to walk up the steps. I walk into his room and I see him sitting on his bed with his head on his hands.

"Connor."

I say as I walk over and sit next to him. I pull his head close to my chest and he let's me hold him.

"Honey what's wrong?"

I ask as I hold him. I kiss the top of his head as he begins to calm down.

"N-nothing. I'm fine."

He tells me as he pulls away.

"Connor no your not. Tell me what's wrong, I can help."

I beg him as he sits next to me.

"You can't help. As I said before I'm fine."

He tells me and I give him a Im-Not-Dumb look.

"Can you at least tell me. Connor whatever it is I'm sure I can at least help you through it. I may not be able to help with the main problem but I can comfort you."

I tell him and he sighs. I see the tears start to form in his eyes. I wipe them away as I hold his face.

"M-my mother died 28 years ago today."

He tells me as more tears fall from his eyes. I pull him into another hug and stroke the back if his head. He rats his head in the crook of my neck.

"Shh connor it's okay."

I wisper to him and he pulls me closer aginst his body. Now I'm sitting on his lap holding him.

"I miss her. So so much."

He sobs and I tighten my hold on him.

"I know connor, I know."

I tell him and he looks up at me.

"You do? Who have you lost?"

Connor asks me and I nod.

"I lost my brother, father, and mother when I was 13."

I tell him and he nods in understanding.

"How do you make it past the anniversary of there death each year?"

He asks me and I smile.

"I spend time with you my love. I spend time doing things I like. I spend time with the people I love. I spend time with you connor."

I tell him and he smiles.

"You love me?"

He asks me and I nod.

"Yes I do. More than anything."

I tell him and he leans up to kiss me. I allow the kiss and when our lips touch the world around us stops.

I part my lips and give him control over the kiss. He nibbles on my bottem lip and I moan softly. He pulls away and we look each other in the eyes.

"Thank you, so much. I love you too."

He tells me and I wipe the remaining tears from his eyes.

"Why don't we go hunting or something. We can do whatever you want to do."

I tell him and he smiles.

"I would like that. A lot."

He wispers and I get off him. He stands and I take his hand. He leads us out of the house and we go visit his village. The people were so nice and kind. Connor translated everything for me and that evening I made his favorite meal.

That night I slept in his room with him. He fell asleep holding me and I him. That next morning I woke to him braiding my hair.

"I love you."

Connor told me and I smiled.

"CONNOR! CONNOR!"

Achilles yelled, ruining our moment.

"That old man."