The helicopter flight back to Frankfurt was quiet. Lena sat on Alexander's lap, wrapped in a blanket, her head on his chest. His hand lay all the time protective on her stomach. “You are really here,” he whispered again and again as if he could not believe it himself. “You are both here.” Lena raised his head and kissed him gently on his mouth. “We are here. And we go no longer gone.” In the penthouse, Sophie was waiting with cried eyes. When she saw Lena, she ran on them and embraced them. “You are okay... the baby is okay?” Lena nodded her over her back. “Yes, Alexander brought us.” Alexander stood a little off, still in his blood smashed clothes, and watched the scene. For the first time in hours, his shoulders relaxed a little. Later, after Sophie went to bed, Alexander Lena wore to the bathroom. He pulled them out slowly, put on the shower and washed them with a tenderness, he rarely saw. Every touch was a silent apology and a Promise. “I’m sorry you had to go t
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