[ Elizabeth had just put her hair back in bobbypins, an attempt to keep the slight wave of curls at the front of her raven-black hair. Bed time didn't simply mean it was time for them to sleep. As tired as Elizabeth was from her two jobs, their family was always nocturnal creatures.

Elizabeth's mind always raced at night - dreams of Paris and what the future held. Once, they were all she had, and now with her family... through the trying times, that's where her priorities rest.

Bigby's voice pulls her from the small mirror she was in front of, for once liking the light in the bedroom as opposed to just the bathroom. ]

I was just getting my hair pinned up! [ She says in an annoyed huff. ] You couldn't extend that offer a little sooner?

[ But, it's okay. He hears the door slide open and in the mirror, Liz was visible. ]

Don't shave it all off. [ She says with a coy mention. It had been a lot to deal with - these weird thoughts, memories, or whatever and all that transpired from them... but Bigby kept something routine. ] The last thing we need is something as drastic as a change like that. It'd be like me cutting my hair short again.

[ She tried it for a month and hated it when Jade was born. ]