After his sister was killed, Sebastien had convinced himself that he would never be happy. It wasn't because he lacked the ability, but because he felt he didn't deserve it. He had failed his little sister and the result was taking her from this plane and to another one. Renee, much like Noelle, had been his entire world. He couldn't imagine not having her around. Sure, little sisters drove him absolutely insane, but he didn't want them out of his life. He wanted them to leave him alone sometimes and give him the space that big brothers wanted, but now he was one sister short of a pair and for the longest time, he didn't know what to do with himself.

It was Dominique that helped him through that. It was Dominique who helped him realize that this wasn't his fault. That didn't mean that there weren't going to be times where he felt it was his fault, times where he felt that he could have done something differently. If he had found her a few minutes sooner, if they quit after the round before that...

To Sebastien, it didn't matter that his life would now be altered come every full moon. It didn't matter to him that he was infected with lycanthropy and would become the very thing that had attacked him. The only thing that mattered was that he had lost his sister and there was no possible way to get her back. He would never hear her laughter again or pretend to be angry when she forced him to have tea parties with her. He would never watch her take the stage at a professional ballet school like she had always wanted to. Everything that he had ever thought he would have, along with the rest of his family, had been stripped away. That was the night that had changed Sebastien forever.

When Niqui commented on what he had chosen to dress their daughter in, the male made a face and playfully snapped his teeth at his wife. Seb was reluctant to let Renee go, but knew that if she was going to be dressed, this was going to have to happen. He watched the pair disappear down the hall and only then did he bother with moving to get dressed himself.

After what seemed like forever, the two returned and Seb reached out for his little girl at the same time that she reached for him. Easily, he scooped his daughter into his arms and held her close, murmuring softly in French. His eyes turned to Niqui and he flashed the blonde a smile. "Go and get ready, cher. I think I can manage with her on my own for a few minutes." He moved around and pressed a kiss to her temple before pulling back to let her get ready.

When it came to the people that Seb cared about, there was no limit to how far he would go. If he loved you and trusted you, you were in for life. Well, at least until you managed to fuck up or something went terribly wrong. The point, however, was that he was a firm believer in taking care of the people you were close to and the people that would do the very same thing for you. When it came to him, there was no shortage of people that would help him if he needed it. That was partially because he had married Niqui, but their families had been friends long before that. Even if his wife was upset at one of her cousins, he knew when it really came down to it, she would be there for them. Despite her temper, she was an amazing woman and he knew he was lucky to have her. Every day that he woke up and saw her laying next to him, he knew that he was one of the luckiest people to have ever lived. He knew it every day that she smiled at him, every day that Renee looked up at him with those big eyes.

Every day, Sebastien knew he was lucky.

When Niqui said that their daughter loved him more, he glanced over and offered his wife a grin. "I don't know about that. It's a nice thought, though," he said with a chuckle. Seb didn't know if Renee loved him more, but he knew that he and Niqui loved her equally. There were times when one of them liked her more than the other did, but when it came to love... Well, Sebastien didn't think he could ever love anyone as much as he loved Dominique. When Renee was concieved, that turned out to be false. The werewolf knew he would never love anyone the way that he loved his wife, but he certainly loved his daughter just as much. There was nothing he wouldn't do to keep the pair of them safe and happy. He would provide for them as best he could and make sure to scare off everyone Renee tried to date.

He watched as Niqui made her way to their room, closely observing the sway of her hips with every step that she took. It wasn't until she was out of sight that his eyes turned down to Renee. "You're going to see where mummy and daddy got married, mon petit." The reply was essentially gibberish and drool, but it made him smile nonetheless. After a few more minutes, his wife returned and he offered her another smile. "Don't you look beautiful." Seb said it like it wasn't an every day thing, but that was far from the case. It didn't matter if she was all done up or dressed in sweatpants and all snotty from crying. Seb always thought that Niqui was beautiful. He always had. "I'm about as ready as I'll ever be when you make me go outside," he teased.

He could have denied it all he wanted, but anyone who looked at him would know that Sebastien was completely wrapped around Renee's little finger, almost as much as he was wrapped around Niqui's. There was nothing he wouldn't do in this life or the next to provide the best things that he could for his family. It was going to be hard with their varying hours and the fact that Quidditch would take him all over, but as long as they were determined to make it work, it would. There was no doubt about that. Sebastien loved both of his girls and every day that he woke up to see them, he was grateful. With Niqui wrapped safely in his arms and Renee safe in her crib. Their life wasn't perfect by any means, but it was almost perfect enough for them. They were together and they were surviving on their own, the way that they were meant to. Now that he had them in his life, he couldn't imagine a day without them.

He hoped he would never have to.

With Renee in one arm, he wrapped the other around his wife and pulled her in for a deeper kiss, relishing the feel of her body pressed close to his. If he had it his way, they would just lay in bed forever, tangled up in one another. It was so easy for him to get lost in the feel of her, whether they were kissing, making love or even just cuddling up on the couch together to watch some television. Being around his wife made everything easy and it made everything worthwhile. Sebastien was sure that he would always wonder how he got this lucky, how he managed to find someone that would love him for him. But he knew that she would always be there with him, reminding him that even when things looked hopeless, there was hope. Because Dominique was his hope.

"It might kill me. Then what are you going to do," he asked, offering her a smile as he watched her pull out the stroller. He wasn't about to let their daughter out of his arms just yet and it was shown by the way he simply readjusted his grip on her and offered the blonde woman a grin. "I guess we're ready?" He waited until he got her reply before grabbing the house keys and moving out the door, making sure to lock it after Niqui exited the building. "It's a good thing we're kind of close." That hadn't really been intended when they were looking for an apartment, but it certainly worked out nicely.