Jack sighed as he stepped into the house you shared. He had spent the better half of the daylight hours working on the ranch, it had fallen out of sorts since Abigail passed and Jack was on his own. Once he met you though..that was all the motivation he needed to get everything back in shape.

You sat in front of the piano you had begged Jack to get for you, your hands dancing up and down the keys, creating the most beautiful music. Jack smiled as he slowly made his way to you. He walked behind you, gently placing his hand against your shoulder. He loved watching you play, and he loved the sound even more, the way you could fill the house with life simply by tapping the keys.