Vincent was just about to check on Aaron but Violet grabbed his hand. He looked at her.
"Can you stay here for a while before you check on him?" Violet asked. Vincent nodded and sat next to her. Violet came super close to Vincent in an instant. She hugged his arm while leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Are you okay? You don't really act like this," Vincent asked.
"I think I'm okay. I just.. I just can't see why Aaron doesn't trust me well enough," Violet said. Vincent wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"It's okay. It takes a while for him to make friends. He's just twitchy," Vincent said. Violet was falling asleep on him. Her tired eyes were closing. Vincent laid her back and tucked her in. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Violet, sleeping peacefully.
Vincent kissed her forehead and went upstairs to check on Aaron. He pressed his ear against the door and only heard the peaceful tune of the music box. He unlocked the door and looked inside. Aaron was also asleep.
Vincent closed the door and went back downstairs. He couldn't get Violet and Aaron asleep out of his head. They looked so peaceful.
Vincent took out some ingredients and started cooking dinner. He would look over at the couch from time to time to see Violet.

-- Aaron's POV --

Aaron was in a dream. He saw  the flashing white lab coats of the Psychiatrists. He was in a straightjacket, like always in that asylum. He saw one of the doctors that he murdered. Dr. Seville was the doctor he murdered. He smiled insanely as Dr. Seville walked by him. Other doctors tried to keep him down on the table.
"You're nothing but a mad man," Dr. Seville said. Aaron started to laugh insanely of his words. Then, Dr. Seville pulled out a sharp needle. The thing is, Aaron isn't afraid of needles unlike his brother. Dr. Seville jabbed the needle in Aaron's arm. He laughed at the pain that surged in him. He lifted his legs in pleasure by the needle. Pain was alway hilarious to Aaron.
"What? Why the hell isn't it working?!" Dr. Seville said while his pupils got small. Aaron was still laughing. Other doctors had to pull Aaron's legs down but he was unstable.

-- Violet's POV --

Violet dreamed of Vincent and her, at the seaside. Their hair flowed by the wind. Her dream was very peaceful. It was just her, Vincent and the ocean. The sound of the waves roared peacefully in her ears. Vincent smiled as she looked out.
"The ocean is nice," Vincent said, his white eyes looked at hers. They're eyes locked. They both exchanged a warm smile to each other. Violet started to laugh because it was too funny to keep looking at Vincent's eyes. It was very funny how they were just staring any each other.