Bruce's POV

Whilst Alex was at the hospital. Alfred and I decided to sort Hazel's room. Instead of going pink we decided to paint it a silver grey color with wooden flooring. Her decor was modern and not too fancy but it was next to Thomas' room and in between Alex and I's. I just hope she gets better Hazel doesn't deserve pain like this and she's just a baby, I was so deep in thought I didn't notice Alex step through the door "hey hun" she came and wrapped an arm around my waist and rest her head on my chest "looks good. Doctor reckons she should be allowed home soon" I smiled and looked at my wife lovingly "good wheres Thomas!?" I looked to the door where I heard giggles and saw my son giggling trying to stand up "come on dude! You can do it!" We encouraged. He stood up but fell smacking his head on the floor "hey baby sshh it's okay it's a little bump. Lets go find a Mr Tickle ice pack" I walked over and picked him up, scooping up Thomas and placed him on my waist. I grasped my wife's hand and we walked downstairs to see that Alfred was at the bottom with a smile "the hospital phoned Alex and Bruce she can come home" my smile stretched and I stared at Alex who had tears "hey Thomas lets go get your sister"